Grandpa, commonly known as grandpa, whose scientific name is my mother's father. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mu Qian looked at Song Shijing with a re-examining gaze, and that gaze seemed to say: Yo, you are still a second-generation official.

Song Shijing had a few black lines on her forehead, although she was sometimes slow to react, but now she was nervous, so she naturally reacted a little faster......

Pointing at Mu Qian, and then pointing at the old man who couldn't see the outline of his eyes when he squinted, he asked with the attitude of giving it a try: "Mountain...... Lord?"

"Just call grandpa, come here, grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time." ”

The old man shouted affectionately, and Song Shijing bit her lip, a little unable to accept this ridiculous fact.

The grandfather who can be seen every three or five times from childhood to adulthood is the mountain master of their Kunwu Mountain?

No one told themselves......

That's right, although my mother is a high-level person, she can't afford to hire so many servants in the family every month's salary and allowance, and it turns out that my grandfather is the boss of their demon killer...... The mountain lord of Kungo Mountain......

Thinking of the white eyes and humiliation she had suffered, Song Shijing turned around and clenched her fists, and suddenly wanted to punch herself.

Why does she have such a deep background, and she hasn't been a prestige for so many years!

"Come on, where are you standing and what are you doing?" If Mu Qian didn't have mind reading, he probably had already figured out Song Shijing's brain circuit, knew what she was thinking, and smiled: "Life can't be repeated, there's no point in you going crazy there, accept the reality, except for the second generation." ”

The second generation of demon exterminators, referred to as the second generation, is fine.

Song Shijing suddenly looked resentful, turned her head and walked back a little reluctantly, and came to the old man's side.

He bowed his head and shouted to the old man, "Hello grandpa." ”

Basic politeness is still required.

"Well, good, I've become a big girl in the past few months," the mountain lord said with a smile, completely ignoring Song Shijing's tangled expression at this time.

Mu Qian watched quietly from the side, watching the old man take Song Shijing's little hand and pat it gently.

"Ah, it's time for you to get married, back then, my grandfather just looked at your mother like this, and walked into the wedding hall with others......"

"Take the liberty of asking," Mu Qian asked in a whisper beside him, "how old is she this year?"

"Nineteen years old!" Song Shijing hurriedly replied, this question is very important!

Mu Qian: "I'm asking your mother. ”

Song Shijing blinked lightly: "Mom should be in her forties this year, but Mom looks beautiful, just like my sister." ”

The old mountain lord smiled and didn't say anything, Mu Qian had already begun to suspect the character of this old man.

One hundred and twenty years ago, he took over Kunwu Mountain...... The girl is only in her forties...... This old man is more than 100 years old, and he still abuses the yellow flower girl!

Mu Qian seemed to have glimpsed the dark side of the human main plane, and sure enough, their demon world was a little warmer, although it was a bit chaotic, but everything was laid out on the bright side and solved by fists......

Song Shijing stood quietly beside the mountain lord, and the mountain lord opened his mouth to say a senior, which made Song Shijing stare again.

What the heck......

"Senior, where did we just go?"

"You can still have a daughter when you are over 100 years old, should you be like this at that time?"

Mu Qian asked what he wanted, which made the mountain lord's smile slightly embarrassed, and the old man blushed.

"Senior...... Misunderstanding......" The old man sighed weakly, "My daughter was born when I was in my fifties, but then she went through an accident and fell ill, and was stopped by the Freezing Technique for a hundred years, and when she recovered from her illness, she was still twenty years old, and I have become this dry old age." ”

When people get old, it is easier to talk and more emotional.

The old mountain lord continued: "I'm now, cough cough, I just can't rest assured that their mother and daughter are alive. ”

Song Shijing pursed her lips, she never knew this.

Mom......

A hundred years ago?

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Mom?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to know that. The mountain lord smiled and patted Song Shijing's little hand on his shoulder, "I heard Xiaoyu say that your strength has improved very quickly recently, and your grandfather will not be there in the future, and your mother still wants you to protect you." Come on. ”

Song Shijing hurriedly said: "Grandpa, don't say such things, you can live for another hundred years!"

Mu Qian couldn't help laughing beside him: "The strength has reached the level of your grandfather, if you don't want to die, you can last for hundreds of years in one breath, are you cursing your grandfather to die young?"

Song Shijing blushed, glared at him, and muttered, "You know a lot." ”

"Nonsense," the mountain lord grimaced, coughed twice, and his dry body was trembling, "Don't be big or small with your predecessors, this is a senior who has lived for I don't know how long." ”

Song Shijing's expression at this time ...... It's complicated.

I don't know how long I have lived? Song Shijing stared at Mu Qian with round eyes, and compared the appearance of her grandfather.

Mu Qian: "Don't look at me like that, I'll always be seventeen years old." ”

"You, lie, me!" Song Shijing clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"When did you lie to you, did you ask me how old I was?" Mu Qian looked at the sky lightly, his gaze wandering on the clouds.

The mountain lord, an old man who had lived for an unknown amount of time, immediately sensed something

Song Shijing silently walked behind Mu Qian, suddenly strangled Mu Qian's neck, and scolded through gritted teeth: "You don't know how old you are older than me! During this time, I have been wondering if the old cow will be laughed at if it eats tender grass, do you know how much pressure it is! Stinky Xiaoqian!"

"Pay attention to the impact. Mu Qian shook his head flexibly, in front of the old man next to him, he still couldn't let Song Shijing be too unscrupulous, it was a matter of a man's face.

Song Shijing: "That uncle and aunt and Xiao Ling ......"

"I am an adopted son. ”

"Are you ......" Song Shijing remembered the scene in the summer, and asked in a lost voice: "You and Xiaoling are not brothers and sisters, and they still sleep together...... Ahh

"Xiao Jingjing, don't mess around," the mountain lord said with a smile, "Come and listen, I still have some business to talk about with this senior." ”

Mu Qian coughed: "I have always treated them as my biological parents, and I also treat Xiao Ling. ”

"Oh," Song Shijing was in a chaotic mood now, but she still had to listen to the mountain lord's orders, walked back to the mountain lord, and glared at Mu Qian with the corners of her mouth puffed.

She feels like she's been deceived into innocent feelings!

The mountain lord finally turned the topic back to the topic: "The predecessor just said that he wants to experience the life of ordinary people...... Is it because the power wants to break through some kind of bottleneck?"

"Almost," Mu Qian nodded, without thinking about it, he casually pulled out a paragraph: "No matter where the strength goes, you must return to the most authentic temperament in order not to get lost in the power." You...... I haven't realized this yet. ”

"Educated, educated. The mountain lord sighed with emotion, and bowed his head respectfully to Mu Qian.

This is the etiquette of the younger generation.

Song Shijing watched silently beside her, not to mention how awkward she was.

Grandpa actually wanted to salute Xiao Qian, and Xiao Qian accepted it so calmly......

She put her little hand on her thigh and squeezed it hard, and tears welled up in her eyes.

This time, the mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain came over in person, naturally not to simply see Mu Qian's side, but mainly to determine the harmfulness and destructive power of this mysterious young man.

The mountain lord asked again: "Can the senior tell me what level you have come into contact with now?"

Mu Qian thought about it, it seemed that he needed to show his hand to suppress the demon slayers.

His left hand patted lightly on his lower abdomen, and his breath was revealed, but it was not demonic qi, but a higher level of power.

A gleam crossed in the eyes of the Kunwu Mountain Lord, and he had already felt the breath of Mu Qian.

And Mu Qian raised his left hand and said, "Whatever you want." ”

The space is fluctuating wildly!

This is the powerful power that Mu Qian can obtain after unlocking the eighth layer, and in the eyes of the Kunwu Mountain Lord, it is an incomparably strange power, and Song Shijing's level is simply incomprehensible!

In a word......

With a snort, a piece of white cloth fluttered in Mu Qian's hand, and Song Shijing next to him suddenly bent over and crossed her legs, her face flushed.

The old man lost his voice and said, "The control of space...... You have broken through to this realm, can humanity reach this realm? ...... Ahem. ”

Wait, as if that's not the point.