Nangong Wufang was stunned for a moment, could it be that this thing is still alive? He quickly snatched the branch from Wu Bao's hand and threw it on the ground, stretched out his arms in front of her, and shouted at the branch: "What a demon! How dare you turn into a dead thing and blend into the barracks!"

The branch flicked a few times on the ground, and then it froze, silently, as if it were a real dead thing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong carefully released his divine sense and shrouded the past. He didn't believe that his baby was delusional, and he didn't believe that the branch was really unusual. But the results of the divine sense investigation made me disappointed and puzzled. disappointed, of course, he didn't see that something was wrong and was puzzled, but because he looked at it, the branches were clearly dead wood.

Not to mention what is dead or alive, even the difference that Wu Bao has pointed out, he can't see it with his eyes, and he can't even see it at all with his divine sense!

Suddenly, Nangong Wufang thought of the most unlikely possibility, and he asked slightly respectfully towards the branches on the ground, "But which senior is hidden here?"

If this branch is the true body of a certain senior who has attained cultivation, and this senior only wants to show his extraordinariness in front of Wu Bao, then it is natural that he can't see it.

It was very quiet in the tent, and after a while, the branch rolled slightly, and then cast the shadow of a middle-aged man.

I saw that the man was very tall, a head taller than Nangong Wufang, who was eight feet tall, but his body was very thin, his skin was dark, and a pair of small eyes were shining on his face as thin as his body.

He looked at Nangong Wufang condescendingly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since you know that I am a senior, you still throw me on the ground like this?"

Nangong Wufang always felt that this man was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere when he was a child. He hurriedly picked up the branch from the ground and placed it on a stool, and then asked suspiciously, "Senior, have I seen you anywhere?"

Ying Wubao behind him looked at this uncle with a hemp pole curiously, and only felt very kind, so he couldn't help but interject in Wufang's ear: "Wufang, it turns out that this is your acquaintance?"

Before Nangong Wufang could say anything, Uncle Ma Pole snorted heavily, "You Vermilion Bird Boy, I saw that you were a good person back then, but I didn't expect that after many years, you would be so disrespectful to the Holy Maiden!"

The little two looked at each other when they heard this, needless to say, they both knew what the other party was surprised about.

This uncle can actually see that Nangong Wufang is Suzaku? And what kind of saint did he say, could it be that he was referring to Ying Wubao? There is no second woman in this tent!

Moreover, if he knew that Nangong Wufang was not Qing Wufang, then it was obviously unlikely that the saint in his mouth was referring to the original owner, Xiao Yingyu, but Ying Wubao himself!

"Uncle Mazhu, do you mean me, but I don't know you?" Ying Wubao saw that this uncle didn't look like a really bad person, but seemed to be defending himself everywhere, so he asked bluntly.

Nangong Wufang's cold sweat is about to break out! What kind of "Uncle Ma Pole"! What if a guy with a strange body like this is particularly taboo about this! A guy who can't see anything abnormal himself, his cultivation must be far above himself!

Just when he had already thought of the tragic scene of "fighting to the death to protect Wubao", he saw that the thin middle-aged man suddenly became excited.

Tears fell from his still phantom face one after another, "Miss, you know me, you have heard my name, it must be the manifestation of the Holy Lord!"

"Senior, are you really called Ma Pole?" Nangong Wufang couldn't hold back his surprise and blurted out.

Uncle Ma Pole glanced at him, "How can you call me by my nickname?"

Nangong Wufang silently complained about the differential treatment of this hemp senior, so he had to reorganize his expression and asked solemnly: "Dare to ask the senior's name." ”

"Daimyo?" Uncle Ma Pole's expression became even more arrogant, "How can you inquire about my big name?" It's just that, seeing that you are still sincere to Miss, so let's do it, my current master named me Tianquan, and you still call me Uncle Quan the same as before." ”

"Heavenly ...... Sky...... Tianquan!" Ying Wubao screamed, her hands were shaking as she pointed at Uncle Ma, "No way! No way! I must have heard it wrong! He said he was Tianquan!"

Nangong Wufang is no better than her, her expression is sluggish, and the corners of her mouth twitch!

He said that he always felt that this senior was familiar, but he hadn't seen it when he was young!

At that time, the Heavenly Power Sword had not yet shattered, and the Heavenly Power Sword Spirit followed behind Lord Xingjun almost without leaving an inch. With such a special tall and thin person, it is hard to ignore everywhere you go!

If it weren't for the fact that he was too young back then, I was afraid that I would be able to recognize Uncle Quan at a glance!

"Uncle Quan! It's really you! You've recovered? Are you all right?"

Nangong Wufang, who came back to his senses, was even more excited than Wu Bao, he rushed to Tianquan in three steps and two steps, and put his hands up and down at the phantom, touching this and that.

Tianquan slapped his hand away with some shame and scolded: "Stinky boy, what are you touching! If I were all right, I would still be able to throw you to the ground? Don't pretend to be familiar, I don't know you!"

"I said, can you two come up with one of you and tell me what's going on?" asked Ying Wubao with his hands on his chest and looking at the two of them pulling and pulling.

Nangong Wufang, who finally calmed down his excitement, slowly solved Wubao's confusion with Uncle Quan's additions from time to time.

The Big Dipper Immortal Realm is respected by Lord Big Dipper Xingjun, who is often accompanied by seven swords, collectively known as the Seven Star Sword.

The seven swords are all the bodies of sword spirits who have achieved cultivation, and they are led by the Tianshu Sword, which has the highest cultivation.

The Tianquan Sword Uncle in front of him is ranked fourth, in the middle position, and his cultivation is also as high as the peak of Daluo, only one step away from Xuan Xian.

This is still the cultivation that Nangong Wufang revealed when he met Uncle Quan when he was a child.

According to Uncle Quan's own addition, he was at the critical moment of attacking Xuan Xian, but for some reason, Lord Xingjun, who had clearly ordered him to be promoted with peace of mind, suddenly sent an order, ordering him to go to the Southern Wilderness battlefield quickly.

He didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to forcibly suppress the promotion and rush to the battlefield.

He couldn't remember what happened next. Because of him, he has fallen!

Hearing this, Ying Wubao couldn't help but say: "This must be a conspiracy! The person behind the scenes must be the same guy who cheated Zhuohua and the four of you!"

Nangong Wufang also looked suspicious, "In this way, isn't that person starting to lay out from the time he framed Uncle Quan?"

Thinking of that little peach asking for the list of sword boys, Zhuo Hua did not deny the matter of forging the sword, and the "Tianquan" that Zhuo Hua called before he was dragged here, what did he not understand?

Ten thousand years ago, the five of them came to the Yuanwu Realm, the pioneer is fake, and the recasting of heavenly power is the truth! )