I Broke Out Of My Grave And Was Yearning For Live Broadcast!

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Realizing that Huo Yunfeng's mood was not right, Huo Xiaolong asked quickly.

"I'm fine."

Huo Yunfeng took a deep breath: "Xiaolong, you come with me!"

One minute later.

In the basement of Huo's house.

This is the Huo family important place.

Only direct descendants are eligible to enter.

"Grandpa... why are you taking me here?"

Huo Xiaolong cautiously followed behind him, looking around, his expression full of puzzlement.

"There is one important thing, it's time to let you know."

After speaking, Huo Yunfeng stopped.

He raised his head.

I saw two framed portraits hanging above his head impressively.

The drawing paper is yellowish, full of traces of time.

"This is……"

Huo Xiaolong just glanced at the portrait, and there was a loud hum in his mind!

The pupils suddenly shrank, and the whole person stood in place!

In the portrait, a man kneels on the ground and serves tea to an old man sitting in a chair.

The man is no one else, but his Huo family ancestor Huo Yuanjia!

And the old man who was sitting on the chair receiving tea.

It was Ye Xuan he saw on the show.

"Grandpa, I'm not mistaken... Is this true?"

Huo Xiaolong rubbed his eyes.

He could not accept the reality he saw.

Think of how beautiful his ancestor Huo Yuanjia was before his death.

Not to mention hitting Hehe Jiye, even when Aixinjue Luo Puyi sees it, he respects three points.

He showed such a humble attitude and offered tea to an old man.

"Xiaolong, don't hesitate to kneel down to Master!"

Huo Yunfeng said in a commanding tone.

"Master?"

Huo Xiaolong was stunned, but he still obeyed his grandfather's words and knelt down.

Afterwards, Huo Yunfeng threw the crutches in his hand and also knelt down in front of the portrait.

"Master! It's been over a hundred years! I didn't expect to find you before this old bone of mine was gone!"

Huo Yunfeng burst into tears with excitement, with a pious expression.

Kowtowing his head while talking.

Seeing grandpa's humble and exaggerated action.

Huo Xiaolong was completely stupid.

"Xiaolong, do you know why we should call his master to bow down?"

Huo Yunfeng asked suddenly.

"why?"

Huo Xiaolong expressed puzzlement.

Although I faintly think Ye Xuan is awesome, I don't understand the connection between Ye Xuan and Huo's family.

"Because our ancestor Huo Yuanjia's kung fu was taught by Shigong!"

Huo Yunfeng finished explaining.

Huo Xiaolong was dumbfounded.

The ancestor Huo Yuanjia’s kung fu was actually taught by Shigong?

No wonder the ancestor Huo Yuanjia had to kneel on the ground to serve tea to Shigong.

It turns out that he is the master of his ancestors.

In terms of seniority, they really have to call Ye Xuan, Master!

"If it weren't for the teachings of Master Ye Xuan, where did our Huo family come from?"

"You, my grandfather and grandson, still want to have such a good life now?"

"Little dragon, when you see Master Ye Xuan in the future, you must be respectful, and there can be no rebelliousness and slackness. Have you heard?"

Huo Yunfeng explained very seriously.

"I see."

Huo Xiaolong nodded solemnly.

Since Ye Xuan is the benefactor of his Huo family.

No need to remind grandpa.

He will also respect Ye Xuan.

"Grandpa, is Master Ye Xuan super awesome?"

"Has he beat Grandmaster Huang Feihong?"

Huo Xiaolong asked innocently.

"Grandmaster Huang Feihong?"

Huo Yunfeng was taken aback, then smiled.

"Come on, Xiaolong, come and see this painting."

Huo Yunfeng took Huo Xiaolong and walked a few steps to the right.

Standing in front of another portrait.

"Grandpa, what kind of painting is this again?"

Huo Xiaolong raised his head, and the figure in the painting that caught his eye was still Ye Xuan.

Around Ye Xuan, stand eight men in strong outfits.

These men either punched, or used their legs, and attacked Ye Xuan with different moves.

It's like a gang fight.

"This is the portrait of Ye Shigong fighting against eight masters alone!"

"As for Grandmaster Huang Feihong in your mouth, he is one of the eight."

Huo Yunfeng explained patiently.

The power of one person, monopolizing the eight great masters? "

Huo Xiaolong's heart was beating, what a magnificent scene!

"In the end...Which side won?"

"Did the Eight Great Masters win?"

Huo Xiaolong felt that the Eight Great Masters must have won.

After all, no matter how strong Master Ye Xuan is, it is impossible to compete against the eight great masters at the same time!

"one move!"

Huo Yunfeng raised a finger.

"Master Ye Xuan is also very strong if he can survive the combined attack of the eight great masters..."

Huo Xiaolong sighed.

However, Huo Yunfeng backhanded the back of Huo Xiaolong's head: "What are you talking about!"

"It's Master Ye Xuan, who solved the eight great masters with one move!"

Huo Yunfeng was speechless.

"Fuck!!!"

At this moment, Huo Xiaolong had only the word "fuck" in his heart!

Ye Xuan not only defeated the Eight Great Masters.

And only used one trick?

What kind of concept is this?

Is that human being?

Is this a god? !

...

Inside the cabin.

The atmosphere was silent.

Because Ye Xuan just evaluated Fearless's talent.

As a result, they dare not speak one by one.

"Grandpa Ye Xuan really dares to say anything!"

"I'm really not afraid of being abused by Huo Yuanjia fans on the Internet?"

Several stars thought to themselves.

Just this time.

Time came to eight o'clock in the evening.

The director glanced at the time, and it was almost time to broadcast.

"Hello viewers, everyone, we will have a rest after the live broadcast for a day. Please pay attention to the live broadcast room. We will meet you on time at 9:30 tomorrow."

The voice of the director.

Resound in this live broadcast room of tens of millions.

"Huh? Is it going to be broadcast so soon?"

"I thought it was going to be broadcast until late at night."

"I can't bear what Grandpa Ye Xuan will do, I still want Grandpa Ye to continue telling the story of Huo Yuanjia!"

"Fortunately, after a day of hardship, I really should rest earlier."

"Good night, Grandpa Ye Xuan."

"Teacher Huang, Teacher He, Peng Peng, and sisters Zifeng, good night."

...

Then, in the audience's goodnight farewell.

The live broadcast room is closed.

the next day.

Nine in the morning.

The live broadcast started on time.

Teacher Huang and others were preparing for a morning run, and happened to see Ye Xuan also come out:

"Master, we are going to go for a run, do you want to be together?"

Teacher He asked.

Run?

Ye Xuan thinks that he has been asleep for so many years and it is quite boring, so let's run and play.

"Yes, let's run together."

Immediately afterwards.

A group of people came to a vast meadow.

Get ready to run.

"I heard others say that I ran a circle around this grassland, which was exactly one kilometer."

"Let's compare, how about who can run two kilometers in the shortest time?"

Teacher Huang said with a smile.

"Ah, then I won't participate."

Sister Zifeng heard that she was going to compete.

Silently retreated to the side.

"Grandpa Ye, don't run away, you must not be able to run them."

Sister Zifeng comforted.

After all, Ye Xuan is getting old, and running is definitely not good enough for Mr. Huang and the others.

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