Nani?

The moment he heard this, Su Luo's whole person looked confused.

Regarding his own breakthrough, it was also expected by the other party?

Can you be 100% sure that he can break through, what kind of person does he think he is, an immortal?

Thinking unhappily, Su Luo said again into the phone.

"How is it possible, I thought about it afterwards, he was the blind cat who met the dead mouse.

Moreover, I can almost be sure that those big men are definitely here to trouble him, and that guy not only cheated me, but also used me to solve his troubles, and his conscience is simply bad.

Hearing this, the old man opposite shook his head and chuckled, he was really too young.

"Meng?

Meng, can you show that you are trapped by a bottleneck?

Meng, how can you break through?

If it's so good, I won't have to study for a long time, old man, and then throw you down the mountain. ”

With these words, he had already admitted in disguise that the person in Su Luo's mouth was at least no worse than himself in terms of eyesight.

"I don't care, even if it's true, but that guy still cheated me.

Little Master, I am your own apprentice grandson, are you embarrassed not to help me?

We've all been cheated like this, can you swallow this breath?"

Knowing that his little master is the kind of character who absolutely does not suffer losses, he is usually in the mountain gate, and he has to stir up three points if he ignores it, not to mention that he is suffering a loss now.

Su Luo is confident that as long as he fanned the wind and lit the fire, he would definitely be able to trick the old guy into going down the mountain to help him get angry.

No matter what the old man said, he had a gut feeling that that guy was honest and wanted to pit himself, and he was using himself to solve trouble.

If he doesn't retaliate, he can't swallow this breath.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this time, the little master who had always been a special calf protector and who could help him cut people with a knife in a flicker, did not fall for him this time.

"Boy, you have to swallow this breath if you can't swallow it. ”

Hearing this, Su Luo was stunned.

Are you really my shameless, disrespectful, and extremely protective little ancestor?

If you can say such things, you must be a fake little ancestor, right?

"Little Master, we have all been bullied to the head!"

"Boy, this time, even if someone stands on your head and pees, you're going to have to swallow that breath back. ”

"Why, old bastard, you're not scared, are you?"

Hearing that the little master who had always regarded himself as the hope of the sect and almost responded to his needs would say such a thing, Su Luo immediately exploded.

As soon as these words came out, the voice on the other side raised by eight decibels at that time.

"Hey, I'm scared? I'll ....... Well, I'm scared!"

In front, there was a posture of looking down on life and death, and if he didn't accept it, he would do it, but when the painting style changed in the second half of the sentence, the little master of the Su Luo family was directly coaxed.

Su Luo: "......" So, the person who can say this kind of thing must be a fake little ancestor, right?

How could the little ancestor of my family, who has always said that 'people die in the sky, will not die for thousands of years', say such cowardly words?

"Alas, boy, you are still too young, it seems that I have indeed spoiled you all these years. ”

Just when Su Luo was speechless, the voice on the other side continued to come leisurely.

"Huh?"

It was rare to hear his little master speak to himself in such a serious tone, and Su Luo couldn't help but subconsciously stand up straight.

"Boy, let me ask you, that Scandinavian son, awesome, right?"

The old man's voice came again, and Su Luo nodded subconsciously.

The Holy Son of Northern Europe is naturally awesome, and that is the existence of his little master and ancestor who has to take a detour.

"Heh, let me tell you this, that Northern European holy son, today, he is pretending to be forced in your Jiangnan Province, and guess what?"

Listening to the old man's betrayal, Su Luo subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

"Heh, what's the matter? If you go to the Yangtze River at the border now, you can probably pick up his left arm. ”

Hearing this, Su Luo's heart was shocked.

Compared with that holy son, a junior like him really doesn't even have the qualifications to compare.

Mo said that he was just talented and hopefully could reach that level.

Even if he really reached that realm, in front of this Holy Son, who was already famous before his little master cultivated, it might not be enough to see.

You can't find a few characters like that in this world, how can you be injured?

Moreover, listening to what his little master and ancestor meant, it seemed that he was still running away in embarrassment, and he didn't even dare to stop and pick up the severed arm.

"Why? You know you're scared, right?"

Feeling Su Luo's silence, the voice on the other side came again.

Su Luo: "......"

With the character he has cultivated since he was a child by this little ancestor, it is really difficult to make him admit that he is afraid.

It's just that, undeniably, he was really scared.

"It's just, what does this have to do with whether we come here to find the field? We are not looking for the big guy who has the ability to cut off the arm of the Holy Son to send him to death, but just to find the field for your poor little apprentice. ”

Although he was afraid in his heart, after all, it was none of his business, and the Norse Son had nothing to do with him, so he couldn't afford to choke on it.

"Huh. ”

Then, there was a rush of sounds.

On the other side of the phone, deep in a famous mountain in the south, in a building shrouded in formation, a 'middle-aged' who looked to be about thirty years old, but with twilight in his eyes, put down his mobile phone and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"How is it possible, it will not matter......"

......

"Toot ~"

Listening to the busy sound coming from the earpiece again, Su Luo's face once again showed a confused expression.

Hang up the phone without saying a word, this ...... It's really the painting style of his little ancestor!

Although it is often neither big nor small, although it seems that the two are like enemies.

But Su Luo, who has followed this little master from the beginning, still knows enough about his little master ancestor's character.

His performance like this is to tell himself clearly: This breath, you have to swallow it if you can't swallow it!

After all, the backstage doesn't help him, and he doesn't think he'll be able to find the guy who fooled him.

Even if you find it, you may not be able to get rid of it.

Just like his ancestor said, he can see his bottleneck, and may even have expected him to break through the bottleneck.

How can such a person be purely blind?

Sullenly returning the phone to Su Zijin, Su Luo walked out of the ward without saying a word.

Behind him, Su Zijin followed his younger brother with worry in his eyes.

"I'm tired and want to rest. ”

Back in his ward, Su Luo collapsed on the bed and covered the quilt, revealing half of his head and said to Su Zijin.

"You...... Well, I'll come back to see you next time. ”

Glancing at his younger brother who was lacking in interest, Su Zijin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say the comforting words that came to his mouth.

She didn't understand the things of the cultivation world, and she couldn't participate in them.

"Hmm. ”

Su Luo let out a sullen 'um' and turned around and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Su Zijin shook his head, helped his younger brother tuck the quilt, turned around and walked out of the ward.

As soon as the sound of the door closing, Su Luo, who was 'sleeping with a quilt' under the quilt, secretly lifted the quilt and looked out.

After making sure that Su Zijin was really gone, the young man lifted the quilt and jumped up.

"Boy, your computer, the master requisitioned it, see that the master will kill you in all directions!"

Sitting on the edge of the big boy's bed, Su Luo was still half depressed.

Sullen?

Inexistent.

Since it is destined not to find this field, a fool will take time to be depressed.

At that time, he Su Daxia might as well drag his 'seriously injured' body and kill the Quartet!