Chapter 215: Grandpa's Troubles
It's a gesture of protection, a sign of a certain man's true temperament, but someone who doesn't appreciate it. [Ran^Text^Library] []
I saw a figure swaying lightly on the willow waist, a pair of delicate cloud boots, three steps and two steps. With a 'whoosh', he passed under Dumb's armpit and ran to the car in the middle with great joy.
"Grandpa Heng is you? really give this guy face, just let his subordinates beat him up casually, why did you come in person!"
Then, the woman opened the door of the car and entered without hesitation.
Dumb was completely speechless, and the huge coercion was instantly put away in the clamor of the crazy girl. It can be seen that the people in the car are really afraid of hurting the second lady. This girl's face is really not ordinary.
Lian'er had forgotten the unhappiness of being deceived by someone, and she was feeling the waves of spiritual power with her eyes closed. She really felt the threat, but in her realization, it wasn't all the shock of that vision, but the other side of this level.
It was a realm she was unusually familiar with, and in this world of hundreds of feet, there were mysterious runes everywhere, and they were flowing rapidly, eventually forming a majestic array.
It was a mountain of mystical runes, and it was superimposed on countless layers, and it was unimaginably complex. And what was left for her, a little craftsman, was a completely different kind of shock.
When this coercion really disappeared, Mingwa stepped forward and pressed Dumb's shoulder.
Because, he really felt a great horror just now, and couldn't help but glow with a vision above his head, the phantom could not be compared with the mandrill, but it was already very hideous.
It was an angry grimace. The blue-green wrinkled face, with three strands of steel needle-like hair in the middle of its forehead, formed three sharp corners. And in that beak, which was magnified countless times, were four ...... fangs like scimitars.
And all this, Dumb can't see, and Lian'er still has her eyes closed. The only audience is Mingwa, and in his heart, he is also deeply shocked.
It's no secret that Dumb is just a low-level fourfold cultivator. And in front of Luancheng's big array, he showed the strength of a middle-level cultivator. When Mingwa arrived there, he had seen the last picture, the green trail of light, but nothing more.
At that time, the battle had descended into chaos, obscuring the sky and the sun, blocking too much view. Therefore, this majestic vision light cluster was also the first time he really saw it clearly.
He admired Dumb's miraculous practice of hidden cultivation very much. It seems that there are still many secrets in this benevolent brother. That ancient machine spirit has been extinct in this cultivator world for too long, and that spirit gathering talisman is even more taboo in this world. Together, they reveal a magical power.
Dumb doesn't know himself, he only explodes in the face of anger and great fear. Perhaps, when he really understands himself, it will be ...... years later.
"Little ghost, you just mess around, is the old man so close to you?"
"Of course, Grandpa Heng hugged people when he was a child, and he even recognized his godfather! Huh~~?What about my favorite deep-domain squid? You must have brought a lot, let Meimei solve her cravings...。 ”
"Who said that you can stick to it in this way? Besides, the old man is doing big things, what are you jumping out to mix? And you, this woman, how could you also come along? Two girls who love to mess around, cheaper of this second goods...... ”
What should the fairy wind dao bone look like? As soon as this tall old man appeared, Dumb truly understood. And Lian'er also heard that the elder seemed to recognize herself. The white-robed old man in front of her was unfamiliar, she should have no idea about the origin of other people, but she had a feeling that she had known each other for a long time, which was very mysterious.
"Oh, yes. Is that girl okay? The old man hadn't seen her for a long time. ”
"Who are you?" Lian'er has never seen someone who can call the head of the family like that. She hasn't even seen the legendary owner of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion.
"The Fang family has been friends with my Yunmeng clan for countless years, if it is really discussed, Wanrong that girl is my granddaughter, who do you say I am?"
"Could it be that you are Master Yunmeng Shouheng?" Seeing the old man's head, Lian'er was of course shocked by the identity of the old man. And she is also gossipy, she really wants to know the whereabouts of Yunmeng Fangduan. If you talk about it from Fang Shuzi, the person that the head of the family is thinking about has become his uncle.
The old man seemed to be able to see through everyone's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed downward, which seemed extremely threatening. "Hmph, don't bother if you shouldn't ask......"
As soon as this sentence came out, the little woman almost bit her tongue, is it mind-reading?
Then I heard the old man say to her: "It's good to be like this now, I originally wanted to find you, but I happened to be here together!" and pointed at Meimei helplessly: "It's you, it's an accident." ”
This girl is chewing something in her mouth, and she is too greedy, and the little cheeks are biting and biting hard, and she has no time to deal with anyone.
"Xue'e, come closer, the old man has a few words to ask you. ”
Seeing this profound old man, Dumb knew that it was over, and it was too late to run. This kind of huge gap in the realm is not something that can be escaped by the ingenuity of oiling on the soles of his feet.
Seeing that Lian'er obediently agreed, she walked over, and this master was a little worried. It was only when he saw the look in Meimei's eyes that this master finally made up his mind.
It was still a majestic expression, without a hint of a smile, which reminded Dumb of a word called 'not angry and self-authoritative'. However, this can't hide the pampering of the elders under his eyes, just like an old man who has lived alone for a long time, ushering in a long-lost liveliness.
Dumb came all the way, but was completely stolen from the limelight by the second daughter. Until now, the old man hadn't taken a serious look at him. He doesn't mind much, anyway, it's not that I want to see you, ignore me, you have the final say, it's better to go back without nagging, isn't it more worry-free?
The old man crossed over him, and just nodded to Mingwa, at that height, it was easy to pass most people. And that guy with no conscience actually turned around and went far away. Look at that faction, he doesn't want to delay for a moment, it's like a posture of running away from the wilderness. Is this sturdy old man so terrifying? Dumb is a little inexplicable.
Helpless, compared to him, the old man is of course more willing to chat with young and beautiful girls. Dumb has experienced this kind of scene countless times in his life, as if those beautiful faces are only worthy of talking to others. At this time, he would be reduced to a spectator from afar.