"So, who has a problem with me standing here?"

Lin Yuan's voice was deafening, and countless people stopped what they were doing and looked at it.

Only then did I notice that the most wanted criminal in the imperial capital who had recently become famous, "White Hair", had already come to the scene of this Ten Thousand Realms Conference, and he was still standing on the steps above all the realm lords present.

For a while, countless realm masters were discussing.

There are those who express their confusion about the arrival of Bai Hair, those who come forward and hesitate and go back to sit down, trying to make friends with Bai Fa, those who want to have a fight with Lin Yuan, and even those who covet the mermaid girl around Lin Yuan, etc......

There are all kinds of characters present.

"I have an opinion!"

While everyone was arguing, a very immature voice broke the noise of everyone.

In the last row of the third floor, a small Hanging Realm Lord stood up from his seat.

This man was ten feet tall, and the muscles of his hands were twisted together, and he was a big man.

However, looking at his face, he is still childish, pink and tender like a child, and his face is completely incompatible with his body.

"How old are you? Do you recognize your white-haired grandfather?"

When Fenghe saw this person, he opened his mouth and laughed.

"It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he's also a freak!"

Someone else talked about this realm master.

"This realm lord is called Dabao, and his naïve face is indeed already standing in his old age, and now he is more than thirty years old. It's a pity, it's a fool!"

"Dabao! Dabao! is not very intelligent. ”

......

One of them laughed and said, "Only a brain like him can only be a realm master of dozens of people hanging in the realm." ”

Although this realm lord is a small hanging realm master, it is also remembered by many people because it is too unique.

......

"Grandpa White-haired! I'm thirty or eight years old this Chinese New Year's Eve!"

It was still Dabao's immature voice, and it did sound a little slurred, making everyone wonder how he became the lord of the upper realm with his brain.

Lin Yuan sighed, and the corners of his eyes showed a trace of unbearability: "Bring him here, don't hurt him." ”

Fenghe nodded, and the figure flickered in front of Dabao.

Before Dabao could speak, he was raised by Fenghe with one hand, and in the next moment, he threw it in front of Lin Yuan.

Although Lin Yuan is not a good man and a woman, he still has some unbearable feeling in his heart when he sees a realm lord of such age being treated like a fool by others.

Come to think of it, he, the lord of the realm, deserves to be bullied by others.

Lin Yuan put his hand on Dabao's forehead.

After the diagnosis was obtained, he took out a pot of medicine bottles from his cuff and put it in Dabao's arms.

"Dabao, you remember, one a day, you must eat it on time, do you hear?"

Lin Yuan flicked his sleeves, and Dabao returned to his original position.

You must know that the original location of Dabao is probably thousands of zhang high from Linyuan, almost the distance from the bottom of the castle to the top.

Dabao sighed and sat down again.

I saw him take out the medicine bottle given by Lin Yuan, pour out ten pills, and then swallow dry without taking water.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhong shook his head one after another.

......

"That's it, who of you big Hanging Realm Lords is not convinced?"

Lin Yuan simply changed his words and said directly to the people on the first layer.

The realm lord who wanted to come to this first layer was also the best person present.

After saying this, no one spoke.

The atmosphere froze for a long time, and suddenly a voice came from the passage behind Lin Yuan.

"Little nephew, why do you have such a big temper!"

The deep and magnetic voice instantly shocked all the realm masters present.

"This!

"Redhead!" is the voice of the redhead!"

"He was the first to come!"

"I heard you right! His name is Little Nephew White Attack?"

......

Suddenly, a stormy wave was set off.

"All those who have cultivated too low, hurry! Quickly hide behind the Realm Lord!"

"This man is going into the hall! fast! fast!"

Suddenly, there were countless panicked voices.

"It's late!"

and the stall stall, at this time the red hair has just come out of the passage.

There were thirteen people in the group.

The red-haired man walked in front of him wearing a black robe, his face was like a silver platter, and his face was full of red light.

A bright red hair with a shawl and a scruffy beard.

His eyebrows were slender, his eyes were blazing, and his eyes were full of chill and arrogance.

The monstrous momentum is like an ancient desolate beast, suppressing everyone.

The man had a knife pinned to his waist, and this knife had no scabbard.

The blade is completely exposed, and the dark inscriptions on it are interspersed.

With each step, a nearby monk would foam at the mouth and faint.

Even some monks who had time to resist in the future would fall to the ground and foam at the mouth.

Every step the red hair took out, the momentum on his body increased by one point.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

No one dared to speak.

Lin Yuan gathered Lin Li and protected everyone.

When the redhead passed by Lin Yuan, he touched Lin Yuan's head with a smile and continued to walk down the steps.

With each step, the weaker cultivators around them would suddenly turn white and turn into dead fish eyes, unable to wake up no matter how others called them.

"Uncle is still the same as before!"

Lin Yuan resisted the coercion and said with a smile.

Redheads on both sides.

On one side is a man with a naked upper body, and the muscles on his body seem to be filled with explosive power;

On the other side, this person's feet did not land, and his whole body was shrouded in black robes and he couldn't see his face clearly. A trace of black gas wrapped around his body, and everywhere he passed, the seats were frozen.

As the redhead slowly descended the first floor, a thin blonde woman staggered out of the passage.

"Xiaoluan?"

When Lin Yuan saw this woman, he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her.

"Hmph! I'm so angry! Prisoner Dragon, you bastard! Don't wait for me to run so fast!"

Xiao Luan rushed to Lin Yuan's chest in anger for a while, and he was indeed scolding the red hair in his mouth.

The red-haired face twitched, and the big man with his upper body naked next to him muttered in a low voice: "Oh!

For some reason, the redhead kept Xiao Luan in the Dragon Prison Realm, not letting her go with Yuan Beizhi, and it was not until this time that the Ten Thousand Realms Conference brought to meet Lin Yuan.

However, the meeting was not good.

Although Xiao Luan scolded the imprisoned dragon in his mouth, he lay on Lin Yuan's chest and couldn't stop crying.

Shui Li, who had been paying attention to Linyuan in the crowd, suddenly felt like a knife.

Xing Zhan had no choice but to comfort: "Uh...... Princess Shuili, it's normal for this man to have three wives and four concubines, right?"

As a result, tens of thousands of monks have fallen in the castle.

But the crowd was no longer talking about the imprisoned dragon, but was all discussing what the relationship between this girl and the white hair was.

"Who is this girl? ”

"It seems to be a white-haired lover!"

......

The dragon has already passed the second floor.

Seeing that the discussion around him was no longer him, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"Hey, hey, hey, Linyuan, Xiaoluan, don't steal the limelight from your uncle, okay?"

The imprisoned dragon was angry for a while, and turned his head and shouted angrily to Lin Yuan.

For a while, everyone present couldn't help laughing.

No one expected that such a mighty and arrogant red-haired prison dragon would have such a cute and cute moment.

The big man next to the red-haired man said in his heart: It's over, it's over, the boss really has no face to see people this time! Alas! Stupid boss!