Leng Jian's body was shocked, his eyelids jumped fiercely, and he stepped forward to kill but fixed his body in an instant. Staring straight at me, the depths of my pupils set off a huge wave like a mountain and a sea.

Before the owner of the old spotted hand appeared, Leng Jian was Kailash who was a peerless independent person who could not enter.

After the owner of the old age spot appeared, the sacred mountain of Cold Sword directly turned into a small dirt slope in seconds!

Because, the owner of this old man's spotted hand is a veritable Mount Everest!

Even the father of the cold sword, in front of the owner of this old man's spotted hand, is just a big dirt slope!

The owner of this old man's spotted hand is naturally the old monster of Jindan, Zhang Shiwei!

Jindan old monster Zhang Shiwei appeared in the magic capital port, which is enough to break anyone's courage!

Yao Kun didn't hesitate to come over to meet Zhang Shiwei, but he stopped abruptly after taking two steps.

It's not that Yao Kun doesn't want to come, it's that he doesn't dare to come!

At this time, Yao Kun's expression was strange, and his eyes were full of remorse and tremor like the Milky Way!

Even the cold sword that was as cold as ice revealed an unprecedented tension and entanglement at this moment!

The white gloves and nobles who had not left the scene were completely frightened and lost their most basic reactions!

"Why are you here?"

I don't know if the old monster is really a bone or deliberately let me support him.

As I helped him to the beach, the old monster finally gave me a face-wrenching reply, "If I don't come, will you get your land back?"

I pouted and sneered, "Just now, the Divine Weapons Department has already helped me out."

Then I replied, "Even if the Divine Weapons Department doesn't give me a head, I still have more than 900 lives!"

"That's all you have."

When I got to the beach, the old monster pushed my hand away and sneered, "You don't have any other tricks except for more than nine hundred lives?"

"That can't be."

I said, "Hit the snake seven inches." I have other ironclad evidence here."

The old monster glanced at me with great contempt, "How iron?"

"The kind that can kill people!"

The old monster pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids, and it took several seconds before he slowly spat out: "After teaching you for so long, you have finally learned to strike backwards."

"Progress!"

I tilted my head and squinted at the sky, too lazy to pay attention to the old monster.

"This Demon Capital Port alone will give you nine hundred lives, so have you calculated how many lives it takes to subdue the sixteen states of Fangzhou Yanyun?"

I was speechless by this murderous sentence, sighed silently, and sat down next to the old monster: "You still care about yourself."

"It's not good to retreat and cultivate to ascend, and always show up, which has a great impact on Mr. Wei. That's a big no-no."

The old monster cut his voice, his face full of indifference, but he picked up the bamboo cane of Xiangfei and poked me lightly or heavily: "If you don't find a unit to anchor with, what is there to let them come out, you go back to teach and learn well?"

This phrase is a solicitation, not an order.

Knowing the old monster for so long, this is the gentlest sentence he said, and it is also the most heartwarming sentence.

I whispered, "If I do, you'll be old, and you'll be too late."

Zhang Shiwei Xiangfei's bamboo cane tapped on the ground, and the wind suddenly rose: "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

I turned my head to stare at the old monster and said quietly, "Someone in front of me is leading, and someone is pushing in the back."

"If you re-enter the game, I'll die faster!"

"You'll be implicated too."

The old monster's Xiangfei bamboo cane was straight beside me, like the oldest Dongfeng missile about to be launched.

"Seeing you being bullied, I have a fire in my heart."

"My qualifications are not as old as Dongyue, and my merits are not as high as those of Xiyue. Stepping on these little ants, no one dares to say that I'm not Zhang Shiwei."

I bit my lip tightly and patted the old monster on the shoulder: "I promised Yang Yang, on the day he got married, you were still there."

"The longer you live, the more I will touch your light."

It took a long time for the old monster to get up and give it to me.

When he helped the old monster back to Zhang Wei's side again, a full fifty minutes had passed.

Miraculously, Yao Kun and Leng Jian were still motionless on the left and right of their luxury cars, blowing the sea breeze.

That's kind of interesting.

The two of them did not dare to retreat or take the initiative to meet Zhang Shiwei, they were in a dilemma, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

They really didn't dare to retreat, let alone meet Zhang Shiwei.

They dare to retreat, which is the greatest disrespect to Zhang Shiwei.

This is a big taboo among the big taboos!

But Zhang Shiwei didn't say that he wanted to meet them, and they didn't dare to take the initiative to introduce themselves.

"In the future, the child will be in the magic capital, you will take care of it more."

Jiang Bei turned a blind eye to the car that crashed into scrap metal next to him: "Please rest assured. As long as Mr. Tong does business legally and in accordance with the regulations, if someone embarrasses him, I will personally come forward to solve it."

Zhang Wei whispered beside him: "Xiao Tong is the top student of the Yin Yuan Youth Class. Qian, Lu, Xia, and Cheng are all his teachers."

"The Zhou family, the Su family and our children all learn from the children. The results are remarkable."

"You can send it to the class."

Jiang Bei's face moved, and he took the initiative to reach over: "Then trouble Mr. Tong to bother."

I spoke quietly, "It's okay to audit. If you want to come to class, you need to take an entrance exam."

"Mr. Jiang is mentally prepared. My students are unique geniuses."

Jiang Bei was stunned and smiled and said, "Then I'll go and listen to the class first."

Sixty minutes have passed since the old monster's golden body descended on the Demon Capital Harbor.

Anyone understands what this hour means.

After greetings, the old monster reached out again.

Just as I was sending the old monster to the car, the old monster suddenly looked up and looked at the high place: "How can this car be so high?"

Wang Pan lowered his head and said solemnly, "I just asked Uncle Chen. The car flew up on its own."

"Yesterday there was a crew here to make a movie. I'm not done today."

The old monster closed his eyelids and said quietly, "Stay safe. Don't fall."

"The higher you fly, the more painful it hurts to fall!"