Zhou Ya's petite figure stood quietly aside, her mouth gurgling, but she swallowed a few elixirs she had refined herself, her expression was indifferent, and she was not shocked, she was not as 'excited' as the tomb idiot imagined when she suddenly jumped out and suppressed everything with an invincible attitude, not to mention that her eyes were shining, revealing her admiration.

The tomb idiot looked at the expression on Zhou Ya's face out of the corner of his eyes, and felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart, according to his previous temperament, when he encountered this kind of thing, he didn't care who he was, he killed them all, how could he do these pickled things?

But he did it, but Zhou Ya still looked unappreciative, he was really angry.

But then again, the play has already started, and you can't give up halfway.

So the tomb idiot showed a kind and kind smile, turned his head to look at Zhou Ya, and said, "Little girl, are you still satisfied with my treatment like this?" ”

You see, grandpa, I think more about you, as long as you are angry in your heart, grandpa, I will give you the anger, to be a grandpa to do this, you should always know how to repay the kindness of what you have learned, right?

Zhou Ya swallowed the elixir in her mouth, looked up at the tomb idiot, and her eyes were sharp: "My master said that there is no hatred in the world for no reason, and there is no love for no reason, you are so kind to help me, do you have something to ask me?" ”

The corners of the tomb idiot's mouth twitched, please?

The old man is a Chinese tomb idiot, one of the four idiots!

Standing at the top of the food chain, phew, the existence of martial arts rivers and lakes!

The old man will have something to ask you?!

You're so funny, little pot friend!

The tomb idiot's chest rose and fell wildly, obviously stimulated by this sentence, and his violent self-esteem turned into a monstrous killing intent, and then evolved into ten thousand alpacas running rampant in his heart, wanting to abuse everything!

"Don't make a fuss!" The tomb idiot denied it dryly, "Is the old man the kind of person who wants to repay his kindness?" ”

Zhou Ya frowned: "Then my master also said that he asked the weasel to give the chicken a New Year's greeting, which is uneasy and kind." ”

The corners of the tomb idiot's eyes also twitched, and he roared dryly: "Who is your master?" What else did he say?! ”

He wanted to slaughter Master Zhou Ya, but he wanted to know who her master was!

At this time, his original wishful thinking had been completely miscalculated because of Master Zhou Ya's few words, and there was no market for such a thing as 'coercing Entu', since it was so soft, of course he had to come hard.

If Zhou Ya's master is one of the Taoist idiots, music idiots or sword idiots, then he naturally wants to save some face, well, after scavenging what she has learned, he will abolish her and leave her alive, I believe that her master can feel his sincere kindness.

But if Master Zhou Ya is a little-known passer-by A or passer-by B or passer-by C or passer-by Ding, hehe, hehehe, then she can only blame her master's surname Lu!

Zhou Ya didn't know what the old man in front of him was thinking, but raised his head proudly: "My master is Fang Yuan!" ”

"Fang Yuan?!" The tomb idiot's eyes suddenly sparkled, like stars in the sky, twinkling and shining.

Next to him, Mitsui Chrysanthemum's eyes also emitted a strange light.

Radius?

The master of this little girl turned out to be Fang Yuan, the Sect Master of Transformation Strength who was born last year?!

A sudden rush welled up in his heart.

Fang Yuan broke into Huajin in less than twenty, and this little girl surnamed Zhou was a master of dark energy before she was ten years old, the key is that what she learned was simply amazing, resisting wind and controlling fire, more like a ninja than a ninja, if she could get their inheritance, why worry about the Mitsui family?

Mitsui Chrysanthemum's face suddenly smiled into a chrysanthemum, but in an instant, he remembered his grandfather, phew, the tomb idiot was still here, and he immediately restrained the greed on his face.

Damn, the old immortal of the tomb idiot must also have taken a fancy to the inheritance of the little girl, hateful and hateful!

Thinking of the temperament of the tomb idiot and the appearance of the current pretentiousness, how can Mitsui Chrysanthemum not guess the picture of the tomb idiot?

The tomb idiot sneered, laughing at himself in his heart, the older a person is, the more he thinks about it, and he dares to make trouble for a long time, but he is just a gangster, he knew this, the old man should have caught her, tortured and interrogated, and wasted so much time in vain!

As for the youngest master of transformation in history, the tomb idiot was going to have a fight with him, teach him the principles of being a man, and then let him go to Lord Yama to repent.

"Your master is really Fang Yuan?" The tomb idiot asked with a smile, the kindness and kindness in his eyes had gradually disappeared.

"yes." Zhou Ya's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had noticed something.

The tomb idiot asked again: "Fang Yuan is so young that he can teach such an outstanding disciple of yours, but I don't believe it, I don't know who your master is?" ”

The old rivers and lakes are beginning to bottom out.

Zhou Ya's sharp eyes finally showed a look of vigilance, and spoke: "My master is right, you are really a weasel to give New Year's greetings to chickens, and you are uneasy and kind!" ”

The tomb idiot snorted coldly, and the kindness and kindness on his face finally disappeared completely, revealing his vulture-like face.

"Little girl, I was very optimistic about you, but unfortunately, you are that Fang Yuan's apprentice!" The tomb idiot said coldly: "Fang Yuan entered the power at a young age, arrogant, the old man has heard of his notoriety, if you want to have a teacher, there will be a disciple!" ”

Zhou Ya said coldly: "Disrespectful for the old, nonsense!" My master is a good person! ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you're a good person or not!" The tomb idiot's face has completely changed, the kindness and kindness just now are all fake, and now it is his true face.

Zhou Ya snorted: "Do you say it?" You're the oldest! ”

"Hahaha, arrogant!" The tomb idiot laughed maniacally, "You even asked me how old I was?!" There are people in this rivers and lakes who dare to talk to me like this, you are looking for death! ”

The archaeological team members next to them said that the style of painting changed too quickly and was a little uncomfortable.

Didn't you just return hello, hello, hello everyone, why did you turn it back this time?

Then Mitsui Chrysanthemum Choke is still standing next to him!

The members of their archaeological team are in contact with cultural relics every day, and they always keep history in mind, and they have a deep sense of national pride that outsiders cannot understand.

With 5,000 years of Chinese history, the more they dig and explore, the more proud they are of being a descendant of China!

They all opened their mouths to persuade the tomb idiot not to worry about the little girl, but their words, the tomb idiot didn't even listen to a single punctuation mark, and even gave him the illusion that mosquitoes were buzzing in his ears.

For any normal person, as long as there is a mosquito buzzing in the ear, the first reaction is to shoot the mosquito to death!

The tomb idiot touched his conscience and asked himself, are you a normal person?

The tomb idiot replied to him with great reverence in his heart, yes, I am a normal person.

So he made a move, slapped it over, and the silent tomb suddenly set off a violent palm wind on the ground, whistling past, and an archaeological team member was directly slapped by the palm force, and without saying a word, he went to report to the Lord of Yama.

Whether it's killing a hundred or making an example of a monkey, in short, the 'mosquitoes' have finally quieted down.

The eyes of the archaeological team members showed fear, and they retreated one after another, hiding in the tomb, not daring to say a word.

The old professor looked at the student who died in front of him blankly, his mouth was open, his whole body trembled, his heart was angry, aggrieved and frightened, he wanted to say something, but when he saw the face of the tomb idiot, he suddenly didn't dare to speak.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Mitsui Chrysanthemum Chop, and found that not only did they not fall into the well, but they trembled, looking like quails, at this time, even if he was old and confused, he could see that this tomb idiot was by no means a good person!

Can make this group of unscrupulous Japanese tremble like this, tomb idiot, how bad is he!

(End of chapter)