He Has a Dragon

When Wang Le took a short break to recover from meditation and then woke up. The minor injuries on his body had almost recovered. When he walked out of the house refreshed, Mrs. Yang brought a bowl. I don’t know what it was. Soup made from ingredients. . . d . c

After two clicks, Wang Le swallowed a large bowl of soup and drank it clean. Then he handed it back to Mrs. Yang, pretending to be relaxed and smiling: "I hope senior Qingyangzi will be released from confinement as soon as possible. Otherwise, my nephew will be here today." If there are no accidents, I might not be able to handle the troubles we encounter."

At this time, Lao Yang, who came from the front yard, couldn't help but show a deep look of worry when he heard what Wang Le said. He took over the conversation and replied: "I just looked at the situation outside through my spiritual consciousness. Many martial arts masters sneaked in. There are several high-level masters who are very famous in this central region, so they should not be underestimated."

After a pause, Lao Yang looked at Wang Le and said seriously: "My dear nephew, yesterday you crossed a level to challenge an earth-level master and killed Na Zhanbo. But if you encounter an earth-level master again today, don't be overconfident. After all, not every earth-level master is like Zhan Bo..."

Lao Yang stopped after speaking. Wang Le smiled slightly and said, "Not every earth-level master is as unlucky as Zhan Bo."

Lao Yang chuckled and was about to speak when Wang Le waved his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "Yesterday, my nephew killed Zhan Bo. Of course there was an element of luck in it. Those two grenades appeared in front of the warrior for the first time. None of the warriors, including Zhan Bo, knew him, so I gave the boy an opportunity to take advantage of."

"Uh!" Old Yang and his wife couldn't help but think of the amazing power of the two metal objects that Wang Le made yesterday. If anyone accidentally touches them, half of their life will be lost even if they don't die.

Of course, after being prepared, Lao Yang and his wife were confident that they could avoid it calmly and not suffer any harm.

At this time, Wang Le also smiled and said: "If you take advantage of this because no one knows you, of course there will be no second chance. As long as you are smarter, you will definitely not give this kid such an opportunity again." Opportunity."

After a pause, Wang Le suddenly showed a strange smile, and said with a change of subject: "Hey, if there are more earth-level masters who don't know the current affairs, my nephew will be happy to let them suffer like this again. There’s no way to escape.”

When Lao Yang and his wife, who were masters of the earth level, heard what Wang Le said, even though they were all sitting in the same boat, they all felt a little chill in their hearts.

Lao Yang took a deep look at Wang Le and thought to himself: "Where in the world would your Majesty be able to find such a monster, alas!"

At this time, Mrs. Yang, who was standing aside, took the initiative to change the topic.

He smiled and said to Wang Le: "My dear nephew, please take the time to rest a little longer. Then someone may come to challenge me again."

After a pause, Mrs. Yang reassured: "Yesterday, Zhanbo concealed his martial arts skills, and we didn't expect that an earth-level master would be so shameless in front of a large audience, so we were caught off guard. Now After the two of us are prepared, I believe that such a situation will never happen again!"

While Wang Le and Mrs. Yang were talking, Happy Fish also arrived near the mansion and found Mr. Six Fingers and others.

When Mr. Six Fingers and his two old twin servants saw Happy Fish from a distance, their expressions suddenly became a little ugly, and they immediately regained their composure.

But the expressions of the three people, without exception, fell into the eyes of the hungry old man Chen Ying and Bai Huan Nian Shicheng.

Before the two people could ask, Mr. Liuzhi looked at them meaningfully and said, "It's getting more exciting now, hey."

"Uh!" Chen Ying and Nian Shicheng were immediately confused, but they couldn't help but feel a sense of danger and panic in their hearts. Their eyes looking at Mr. Liuzhi suddenly became extremely sharp.

At this moment, Chen Ying looked at Mr. Liu Zhi with a gloomy face, and snorted coldly: "Liu Zhi, if you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go as soon as possible. What's the point of being secretive? It's not in line with your status as Bai Yujing's rotating speaker. !”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nian Shicheng shook the paper fan in his hand more quickly and smiled more brightly on his face. He stared straight at Mr. Liuzhi with his eyes and pretended to be joking: "Brother Liuzhi, is it possible that there is a heaven-level old monster?" Entering the city? Otherwise, what big trouble will there be?"

Mr. Six Fingers: “…………”

In an instant, the entire atmosphere became silent and strange. The smile on Nian Shicheng's face suddenly became extremely stiff. He stared blankly at Mr. Six-Finger with a strange look on his face, forced a smile, and said in a difficult tone: "I'm just making a joke. It’s just a joke, isn’t it really a heaven-level old monster?”

At this time, Chen Ying, whose face was full of gloom, couldn't help but closed his eyes in despair, sighed and said: "It seems that we are really in big trouble."

………………

When Bai Xiaolou and the old man, master and disciple of the Taoist Sect, came to the outskirts of the mansion, they did not attract the attention of the nearby warriors because they acted in a low-key manner.

Bai Xiaolou looked at the dark crowd in front of him and murmured: "It's really lively here."

Immediately looking at the closed door of the mansion in front of the crowd, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but muttered: "It seems that everyone is watching the excitement. No one stands up to challenge the throne. Are their courage scared out?"

At this time, the old man walking in front did not stop at all, and the warriors blocking the road acted strangely, as if being squeezed to both sides by an invisible airflow, and got out of the way.

"Isn't it just right that no one is challenging the throne? You can knock on the door."

As the old man walked forward, he turned his back to Bai Xiaolou and said calmly.

Bai Xiaolou, who followed step by step, chuckled and replied eagerly: "That's right, my disciple is full of fighting spirit now and wants to see how powerful that emperor's throne is."

At this time, the nearby warriors who were passing by the master and disciple looked at the old man with fear and awe in their eyes.

A layman looks at the excitement, and an expert looks at the doorway. The old man simply cleared the aisle for himself to move forward, while the warrior blocking the way was unable to resist at all. His martial arts cultivation is terrifying to think about.

Mr. Liuzhi, Nian Shicheng and others standing in the distance also noticed the movement in the crowd, and their expressions became more solemn.

"Is that middle-aged man a heaven-level old monster?" The hungry old man Chen Ying asked with some suspicion.

Nian Shicheng sighed and reminded: "Once you reach the realm of martial arts heaven, your appearance and body shape can be changed by changing your muscles and bones."

"Uh!" Old Chen Ying's face turned red, and in her frustration and anger, she actually forgot such common sense that everyone in the world knew.

At this time, Uncle Ze, who was standing aside, looked at the master and apprentice Bai Xiaolou slowly walking out of the mansion with a solemn face, and couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "What on earth do they want to do?"

Uncle Cang asked impatiently: "You know what they are doing, can we stop them?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly darkened, and they fell completely into silence, quietly watching the master and apprentice Bai Xiaolou walking towards the door of the mansion.