Chapter 287: It's not fun to talk to yourself
Hong Lan was slightly stunned, when the handsome man appeared before, Hong Lan felt that the other party was not very old.
But at that time, she had a hint of luck in her heart, alchemists, especially male alchemists, were generally much older than they looked younger.
The handsome man looked fourteen or fifteen years old, but his actual age should be in his twenties.
However, the answer given by Zhang Yiming at this moment really shocked her.
A fourteen-year-old alchemist who had no background of his own would be a fool and would not be able to believe this.
"President Zhang!" Glancing at Zhang Yiming with a strange gaze, Sheng Jiu was a little annoyed.
"Childe! Master Hong is a woman, you don't want to be like her, how about this matter be revealed? Zhang Yiming bowed slightly to the Holy Nine.
"That's it! Today, my son will give you a face, this girl! Right now, I still have some things to discuss with the Holy General of the Holy King's Mansion and President Zhang, so please go back! As he spoke, Sheng Jiu turned around and walked directly towards the Holy King's Mansion.
Damn it! What is that kid's identity!
No one is afraid of what is known, and no one is in a dilemma.
Hong Lan didn't know the true identity of the handsome man, but she was jealous, for fear that the identity of the other party was really as Zhang Yiming said, if that was the case, not only would she suffer at that time, but I was afraid that Hong Tianfu would also suffer, this is not what she wants to see.
Hall of the Holy King's Palace.
The three of them entered the hall one after another, and Shengjiu sat in his place familiarly, and waved his hand at Zhang Yiming: "President Zhang, please take a seat!" ”
Zhang Yiming did not refuse, and sat directly opposite Shengjiu.
That Sheng Qiankun stood in the hall, looking at the first seat in the hall from time to time, wanting to go over and do it, but he had some doubts.
"Grandpa has something on his mind!" Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly Sheng Jiu spoke.
"Sort of!" Suddenly, that familiar voice came, and Sheng Qiankun instinctively replied. It's just that the moment he finished speaking, the old man was suddenly stunned, turned around and looked at the voice, but was stunned in place: "What did you call me just now?" ”
"Grandpa!" Sheng Jiu said, looking calm, and his voice was not as good as before.
"Grandpa! You are? Sheng Qiankun was stunned again, a little stunned, this voice was obviously the voice of the Holy Nine, but why was the other party's voice so similar to the Holy Nine?
"My son is your precious granddaughter dressed up."
Alas! Sheng Jiu sighed and replied.
"You are the Holy Nine!" The saint Qiankun couldn't help but be stunned again, and exclaimed: "I said, why do you think you are so familiar?" Why did you suddenly disguise yourself as a man? ”
"It's not that I saw that grandpa was nervous, so I came out to help you." Saint Nine blinked and replied.
"Ahem! The old man is nervous! When did the old man get nervous! The old face couldn't help but blush, he had previously asked people to inform Sheng Jiu not to come out, for fear that she and Hong Lan would meet, but he didn't expect Sheng Jiu to come out like this, and Hong Lan didn't get the slightest benefit in the end.
"Yes! Grandpa wasn't nervous, but he was a little worried! Saint Nine replied again.
"Ahem! Holy Nine! President Zhang is still here! Save some face for grandpa! Sheng Qiankun coughed softly twice and looked at Zhang Yiming.
Emotionally, Zhang Yiming had already known about this matter, and he didn't even talk to himself before, so he was worried in vain.