Chapter 179: Old Friends Gathering

Zhang Tianluo took Wang Sheng to visit the first to seventh floors, and then it was time for lunch, and he motioned for him to join his family's party.

In fact, Zhang Tianluo's parents are not at home, and the so-called family gathering is that the grandfather takes the lead, and the rest of the relatives sit at a long square table.

"Young master, the master asked you to come over."

Suddenly, a housekeeper came to pass the word, which made Zhang Tianluo, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly look bitter.

"Brother Wang, you have to save me!"

He looked at Wang Sheng with tears in his eyes, pursed his mouth, and made a pitiful expression.

"I don't know if I can save you or not, I know that if you are such a disgusting person, I can't help but do it."

Wang Sheng patted him on the back of the head: "Let's go, I'm here, to keep you safe and sound." ”

"Brother Wang loves you to death!" Zhang Tianluo's face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly took Wang Sheng to the eighth floor.

"Strange, when did the young master become so active?"

The housekeeper looked strange in the back, the young master was reluctant to go in the past, why is he so active today?

"Grandpa, grandson greets you!"

Zhang Tianluo cautiously pushed open the door of the eighth floor, and rushed to the figure in the center of the hall to say worriedly.

When he went up, he was positive, but when he really had to face this stern grandfather, Zhang Tianluo was obviously cowardly again.

"Reverse Sun, you don't cultivate well, where did you go?"

The man in the center of the hall looked up, his eyes cold.

Zhang Tianluo saw it, couldn't help but take two steps back, and leaned on Wang Sheng's body tightly.

"Huh? Bringing a guest with you? ”

Grandpa Zhang Tianluo's tone softened a lot: "Come and sit down and talk." ”

"Grandpa, I went outside the Great Wall, and I encountered mortal danger, this is my savior."

Zhang Tianluo has said what he should say in detail, and honestly admitted his mistakes, saying that he will never do it again in the future.

"You say that every time, but how many times have you ever guaranteed it to work?"

Grandpa Zhang Tianluo said angrily, with a face of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"Go, I can't be cheap to you this time, give me a hundred copies of Dao Yizhen's explanation, and you are not allowed to use spiritual power."

"Huh?"

Zhang Tianluo suddenly made a bitter face and turned his eyes to Wang Sheng for help.

"Don't get out of here!"

Grandpa Zhang Tianluo couldn't see his careful thoughts, and roared, and suddenly frightened him and rushed away.

"I'm smiling at you, little friend, thank you so much for saving my unsuccessful grandson."

Grandpa Zhang Tianluo arched his hand towards Wang Sheng:

"I see that Xiaoyou is young, and he is already about the strength of the eleventh layer of the foundation, and he can imprint so many Dao patterns, and his achievements in the future are limitless!"

"I don't know, what reward Xiaoyou wants, as long as the old man can afford it, he won't refuse."

Wang Sheng listened silently, silently watching him talk to himself in the posture of an elder.

In the end, the more this person spoke, the more energetic he became, and he directly shook the dirty pigtails on his head, which was worthy of grazing Wang Sheng's cheeks and flying over!

"Get out!"

Wang Sheng subconsciously raised his foot and turned over.

With this kick, Grandpa Zhang Tianluo was caught off guard, and the whole person was kicked seven or eight meters away, but fortunately, the eighth floor was big enough, otherwise he would have to fly out.

Grandpa Zhang Tianluo had a dark face: "Xiaoyou, what do you mean by making a move on me?" Do you know what kind of realm I am? ”

"Zhang Ziming, you really don't know me anymore?"

Wang Sheng approached step by step, looking at him condescendingly.

"Huh? Could it be that we know each other? ”

Zhang Ziming took two steps back, this foundation building was a little weirdly strong, and he didn't react just now.

At this time, when he heard Wang Sheng's words, he carefully observed, not to mention, the breath between this person's eyebrows was really familiar.

"We know each other for sure." He asserted that he just couldn't remember something.

"Can't remember, can you?" Wang Sheng sneered: "Thanks to our roommates for so many years, you actually took the lead in getting off the list, and you have all your grandchildren, and you don't invite me to eat and drink!" ”

"Huh? Yes! ”

When Zhang Ziming heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone changed from surprise to joy!

"You are, old !!"

"it!" He slapped his thigh, and his eyes almost popped out!

"Old Wang, old Wang!" He burst into tears: "You haven't heard anything about you for decades, where can you go to find you to drink happy wine!" ”

"Looks like you still have a bit of a memory," Wang Sheng stepped forward to hug him, and the thing was so moved that he rubbed his head in the face.

Wang Sheng watched as the dreadlocks rubbed against his face.

"Roll !!"

Another kick, the momentum sank, this time directly kicked the goods to the bottom of the eighth floor.

"Boom!"

Outside the building, the ground cracked, Zhang Ziming got up and flew back to the eighth floor.

"Lao Wang, D, this foot feels exactly the same, it can't be wrong!"

"Don't come here!"

Wang Sheng pulled out the Jiaotai sword: "The dirty braids that have not been cut for decades, labor and management don't want to feel its horror anymore!" ”

"I washed it," Mr. Zhang argued.

"It's useless to wash it, the devil knows if it's three points?"

Wang Sheng insisted on his own opinion and did not let Zhang Ziming's head get close.

"If you touch labor and management again, labor and management will cut you off with a few swords, believe it or not!"

Zhang Ziming was speechless.

Subsequently, Zhang Ziming, who left his name in Tianzhu in Tianfu City, released a message.

The Zhang family's distinguished guests came to the door, and all the members of the Zhang family had to come back, and then invited Liu Chen, Liu Xiaoling, Wen Mengchuan and other families to come to the party.

Tianfu City shook, and I don't know what this Yuan Ying is going to do.

On this day, Zhang's mansion was brightly lit, and many Jindan monks were invited to come here to attend the party.

On the eighth floor of Zhang's Mansion, a standard crystal table was arranged here, transported from the Life Continent, and it was filled with various delicacies. There were a few bigwigs sitting at this table.

They are all people who pioneered the continent of life decades ago and have a high reputation.

Senior Monk Liu Chen, Senior Monk Liu Xiaoling, Grand Monk Zhang Ziming, and Senior Monk Wen Meng.

As well, a young man.

Everyone was in their twenties and thirties, and this young man, eighteen at most, was delicate and handsome, and he was a little fascinated to watch.

"You bastard? Or is it an illegitimate grandson? ”

Liu Chen joked and looked at Zhang Ziming.

"It's pretty good-looking." Liu Xiaoling stared at him beautifully: "It feels like I've seen it somewhere." ”

"This is not my grandson." Zhang Ziming hurriedly waved his hand: "The main reason for calling everyone here today is for him." ”

"Him?"

A few people were a little puzzled, it was just a little foundation building monk, he didn't even reach the golden pill, and he didn't have a road number, why did he gather for such a little ghost?

"You can guess first." Zhang Ziming saw that Wang Sheng didn't say anything, and he didn't reveal the news:

"If you guess right, there will be a prize, and if you don't guess, there will be a prize, hehe!"

"Let the Monk Ben come and see."

Wen Mengchuan got down from the chair and walked hundreds of millions of steps to Wang Sheng, who was eating lightly.

He pinched Wang Sheng's shoulder: "Open, the muscles are solid, it should be individual cultivation." ”

Then, he approached Wang Sheng's pupils and took a closer look.

"Divine light is restrained, definitely a genius among geniuses!"

Wen Mengshou still wanted to pinch Wang Sheng's cheek, but suddenly, Wang Sheng got up and slapped the table.

Along with it, there is also a black and white sword light.

(End of chapter)