"I'm here, what do you shout? What do you call the soul? You are so old, why don't you learn to be more stable? Don't you know that the big people are going to be the finale? If the Dao master came out too early, wouldn't it be People look down upon?"
A very impatient voice came from afar, and then a tall and thin figure came into our eyes suddenly.
"Master? Is that you? Master...!"
With a'puff,' Ning Yuru knelt on her knees all of a sudden, eyes full of tears and surprises and looked at the old man coming from a distance.
My heart beats hard and I look carefully.
That’s right, I have an impression of the old man’s face. I attended his funeral a few years ago, and there was a big black and white photo of him in front of the coffin.
When I stepped forward to express my condolences, I once saw the old man's eyes slowly turning towards me in the photo. I was frightened at the time and felt hallucinations, but now it seems...
That's not an illusion, it's a signal he deliberately sent to me that he is not dead yet.
The visitor was Ning Yuru's master, Gong Zhong's senior, Mr. Liu, whom I had condoned.
Mr. Liu wears a long robe and a mandarin jacket, walking on a pair of cloth shoes. He looks like an old talent from the early years.
Hey, maybe he is really talented and famous
But he has one mouthful of his own master, and his temperament is as good as that of fellow daoists, and fellow daoists are a master, okay, Mr. Liu is a master here? Could it be passed down in the same vein
The old man watched walking slowly, but after only two steps, he was in front of me and Ning Yuru.
This is a great ability to shrink the ground, and if it is smarter than this, it is the legendary teleport, right
I am carrying the position of Yangjian Tour and the title of Fangneri Pavilion Master on my back. Of course, I can't kneel down to greet me like Ning Yuru, but from Gong Zhong, this is my master, I must not be disrespectful.
In the state of a wooden puppet, I bowed deeply and said: "Jiang Du has seen the master."
"Okay, okay, you don’t need to be polite.... Xiaoru, your eyes are not bad, the younger brother Gong has been complimenting him, saying that he has prepared a thousand ways to wait for him to cheat, but he has been the same for many years. Good to you every day, now in this colorful world, such a good man is rare
Now, don’t miss it. "
The old man in the long robe and mantle gestured to Ning Yuru to get up, opening his mouth just like that.
I secretly smiled bitterly.
Sure enough, the old man Gong Zhong was not at ease, just waiting for me to provoke peach blossoms outside and explode. Fortunately, I haven't fouled.
"Master! Oh, there are eyes in the sky, you are always alive! Great!"
Ning Yuru wiped his tears, took the old man's hand, and squeezed his arm. After confirming that he was a big living person, he stopped crying and burst into laughter.
Mr. Liu patted Ning Yuru's shoulder to express comfort, and then he looked at Milo, who was dignified, and gestured casually.
We know that, apart from Gong Zhong staying nearby, we all withdrew back again to go far.
The situation here has caught everyone's attention.
The eyes of the tycoons of the Right Path were cast here, and Liu Meihe and the cemetery laymen stopped their hands, hovering in the air, looking at this side in disbelief.
Following the actions of these big guys, the casual practitioners who watched the game from a distance finally noticed something wrong. For a moment, their eyes shot like arrows, and Mr. Milo and Mr. Liu became the new focus of the field. '.
All fighting stopped because of the appearance of these two.
Dozens of Mi Luo account masters, including Mo Shidao, all retreated far behind under Mi Luo's signal.
The Concubine Yin Ling and the Big Candle Dragon stared deeply at Mr. Liu and Gong Zhong, undoubtedly wondering their true identities.
"Mi Luo, I heard that you want to subdue Jiang Du, my nephew, is there really such a thing?"
Mr. Liu stroked the white beard that would grow under his jaw, and asked pretentiously.
'What if there is this, what if there is no? "
"If this is true, then you just don't give face to my master, immediately apologize, and lead your shrimp soldiers and crabs how far away! If there is no such thing, then it is a misunderstanding and you can get out."
When Mr. Liu said a word, he was shocked.
The righteous giants who were listening from a distance shivered.
There were more than a dozen dilapidated and missing fairy gods beside the layman in the cemetery. He stared at Mr. Liu, trembling. Did he know Mr. Liu
Lang Liuli did not dare to speak.
The wave of Taoism radiated by Milo and Old Man Liu swept the entire battlefield.
You're welcome, these two are the existence of the ability to suppress Liu Meihe and the cemetery laymen.
This kind of breath was hidden at first, so the big guy didn't care much, and only thought it was a small partial contradiction, but the meaning was different at this time.
These two face to face, who would dare to say that he is the protagonist? Even Liu Meihe and the cemetery laymen had to retreat aside.
I watched this scene from a distance, cheering for the old man in my heart.
"Listen to this? How many people in the world dare to talk to the ghost and god Emperor Miluo like this? Old man Liu dares to let him go, what kind of domineering is this?"
Mo Shidao and Mi Luo's subordinates, the collective discoloration.
The Concubine Yin Ling couldn't help but yelled at her, but the big candle dragon gave her a reminding look, and she closed her mouth tightly.
Milo was not eager to get angry, but coldly asked: "You speak such a big word, please sign up. The emperor will see if you are qualified to speak like this?"
"Sign up? Why can I sign up for you? Come, come, see your such ability, my hands are itchy, let's try a few tricks!
What is imperial or imperial do you keep talking about, and see if you have the eyesight to recognize people by virtue of your Dao Master's moves? "
Old man Liu waved his hand impatiently, as if driving away mosquitoes.
In fact, I really want to ask Master Uncle: "With such an arrogant attitude that does not put the world in the eyes, is your Tamar a rescuer brought by the monkey?"
I dare not really ask.
When he gets mad, there is nothing wrong with others, and he retreats all the way without seeing Gong Zhong
He can see it clearly, and with the presence of the senior brother, it is not his turn to show off his prestige.
I think Gong Zhong seemed a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do. He really didn't dare to go up and say hello to him like Miró.
"Yu Ru, what kind of sect are we? Two peaks pop up to the sky at random, do you want to be so scary?"
I asked Ning Yuru in a low voice.
The red-eyed girl spread her hands, and whited me and said, "You ask me who should I ask? The shock of Master's death and resurrection has not subsided. Brother Du, did I dream in the day because I missed Master too much? Huh? Do you quickly stimulate your soul by casting a spell to see if it hurts?"
Ning Yuru suddenly said something like this.
"I can't talk this day!"
I turned my head angrily.
(End of this chapter)