Ah Jiu looked back, and the old man was seen through by her at a glance.

It was the first time that Ah Jiu of the entire Royal Dragon Gate had met an eye-catching old man, and his cultivation had reached the Yuan Infant Stage.

Before the old man walked in, the earth dragon turned into nothingness and hid in Jiu'er's space.

"Are you still blaming your uncle for punishing you too harshly? This is also your fault, they are all people from the Dragon Gate, since there is a high-grade dragon soul that does not hand it over, it is to want to swallow it alone, and the practice is really to destroy the wind of unity. ”

The old man's words are round, powerful, and the whole person exudes an unassailable energy.

"No, it's the uncle, it's the uncle who robbed ......," Zihui suddenly argued.

The old man waved his sleeves: "Don't say it, I know that since you were lucky enough to meet the disciples of Zixiao Hall and cured you, forget about the past and hand over the dragon soul." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zihui and Meng Jiu'er were stunned.

This is not here to find Zihui, but the earth dragon who is here to find her.

Where is the superior dragon soul for him, Zihui suddenly looked at Meng Jiu'er with patience, wanting to tell the truth but not daring, what if the head of the house is embarrassed Jiu'er girl.

At this moment, Meng Jiu'er took advantage of the old man's second glance and stepped forward and said:

"Zheng Chengfeng, that dragon soul is mine, why, such a big dragon gate still can't be snatched clearly?"

As soon as these words came out, Zi took a breath of cool air, she actually called her by her name, wasn't she afraid that the head of the sect would send someone to snatch her earth dragon.

For a while, Zihui was frightened and stood on the spot sluggishly.

Zheng Chengfeng's pupils shrank, and he looked at Meng Jiu'er with his hands behind his back: "Do you know the common name of the old man?" ”

He was not interested in the second half of Jiu'er's sentence, because someone had already told him that this girl was going to take the dragon soul away, and Zheng Chengfeng came to find it by knocking on the side, wanting to take it back in person.

Unexpectedly, this girl was arrogant at a young age.

Meng Jiu'er played with a strand of hair on her chest and said with a smile: "I don't only know you, I also know that the only person who has achieved positive cultivation in your ancestor is Zheng Ji, by the way, ...... calculated."

Ah Jiu symbolically pinched his fingers: "You seem to be the one hundred and eighth generation descendant of Zheng Yu." ”

Zheng Chengfeng's pupils contracted rapidly, and he looked at Meng Jiu'er in disbelief.

Who knew that Meng Jiu'er shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that among the more than 100 generations of disciples, no one has cultivated, you, yes, at least this age has been cultivated to the late Yuan Infant stage, if you retreat for eighty or ninety years, maybe it will become, but you pay too much attention to the trivial matters of Hongchen, I am afraid that it will affect Zheng Chengfeng's progress in your cultivation, and if it is not cultivated in a hundred years, then you will really have to go into the soil for peace." ”

"You...... How do you know? Zheng Chengfeng immediately spread his divine sense and wrapped Meng Jiu'er.

Meng Jiu'er was not afraid of him looking at it, and even evacuated his divine sense and let him see enough.

Zi Hui on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he was sure that today's Meng Jiu'er was very different from before.

However, the head of the family knows the fact that Dilong is hers, how can she let it go easily.

Who knows, before Zihui's thinking has landed, Zheng Chengfeng suddenly stepped back for a walk, and his sword fingers trembled a few times before he said tremblingly:

"You...... Are you the reincarnation of the Mother of All Things? ”

He saw Meng Jiu'er's earth bead, and the person on the earth bead was the legendary Wan Mu, the lord of all things.

"Ten Thousand Mother?" Zihui was stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze, go and get the old man's painting." Zheng Chengfeng's cold sweat overflowed on his back when he faced Meng Jiu'er, who had been smiling.

What he saw was Mother Earth, but he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"Which painting? Boss, isn't it the one you put in the trap box? ”

"Yes, go quickly."

As soon as these words came out, he ran back fast.

The air suddenly became heavier, and he looked Meng Jiu'er up and down, with his cultivation, he could definitely distinguish the illusion, but what if Meng Jiu'er used an illusion?

After all, she was a disciple of Zixiao Palace, and she must have practiced illusion.

Meng Jiu'er smiled faintly: "Is the head doubting my authenticity?" However, if the boss doesn't believe it, there is no need to be so bothered. ”

After Meng Jiu'er finished speaking, he strode towards the outside of the tower, suddenly looking back at the words in his mouth, and when he lowered his eyes, a huge earth mother appeared behind him.

The woman stood barefoot in the air, her white clothes fluttering, her face full of love, the cinnabar mole under her eyelids glowed red, and everywhere she looked, hair grew everywhere, and wild flowers were blooming.

When the son returned, he was stunned.

Xu Chengfeng, who was surprised, grabbed the scroll and opened it tremblingly, and for a moment he was stunned and knelt on the ground.

Zihui was frightened: "Master, you are ......"