Martial Inverse

?Chapter 841 Unlucky King

As soon as the middle-aged man said this, the scene that was quite noisy suddenly quieted down, and almost everyone's eyes were on the boy standing at the door, waiting for his answer. 《》 .

Rejecting the invitation of the imperial family is not a fun thing. Almost half of the people think that Feng Hao will definitely agree, and only a small number are thinking about the origin of this young pupil.

Being able to have such a sky-defying pupil technique is definitely not an accidental thing. Behind this young man, there is likely to be a behemoth!

Therefore, at this time, the middle-aged man did not directly say that he invited Feng Hao to be the worship elder of Dong Ming, but said that the emperor asked him to sit over there, which was a lot more euphemistic.

"this..."

Feng Hao frowned and hesitated.

If it is really just a Master Xiangshi, who can become the worship elder of an empire, they still can't ask for it, but Feng Hao is different, he still has a lot of things to do!

"master!..."

At this time, the ancient formation area was teleported from a distance, and a loud roar suddenly came, and it came directly here, breaking the originally tense atmosphere.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a little old man dressed in very tattered clothes running quickly towards this side with bare feet.

His hair was in a mess, and it was a mess. I don't know how many years I have not combed it. I don't know how many years I have been wearing his clothes. Old and dilapidated, in a civilized point of view, it is destitute, and if the public is a little bit, then the whole thing is begging for food.

"Master, I have found you!"

Arriving in front of Feng Hao, the little old man grabbed Feng Hao's trousers and cried loudly, his snot and tears flowed out, and wiped a lot of them on Feng Hao's trousers. If he didn't pay attention, he smeared a large piece on him, shiny and very conspicuous.

"this..."

Watching him move like this, Feng Hao's mouth twitched several times quickly, trying very hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and said with some gritted teeth, "This old man, I don't know you, please let me go!"

He wanted to break free, but the little old man's hands were like growing on his feet. No matter how he moved, he couldn't break free, unless he broke his hands with force.

This made Feng Hao very depressed. He didn't understand what was the origin of this little old man and why he would do such an outrageous thing.

What he didn't notice was that the little ball that was originally entrenched in his arms opened his eyes and looked at the little old man, with a humane sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"God, master, you don't want me anymore, woohoo!...I don't live anymore, I don't live anymore..."

As soon as he heard Feng Hao's words, the unidentified little old man felt as if he had suffered a major blow, and immediately began to cry and grab the ground. His snot and tears were like a fountain. A wet piece that can squeeze out water.

"It's him..."

"Why is this old gambler here?"

"Could it be the legendary King of Bad Luck, Huang Tianyun?!"

"Hey, it turned out to be this guy..."

"By the way, he doesn't want to be a teacher, right?"

"This guy is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, just relying on him, Master Shentong can see it?"

After seeing this little old man clearly, the surrounding gamblers all showed a look of surprise and playfulness, and whispered to each other.

In the Dongming gambler world, this little old man named Huang Tianyun is a well-known figure. I think when he came to the Dongming Empire, he was still radiant and lavish, so that everyone doubted that he was an extraordinary hidden world. A person from an aristocratic family, however, since he became addicted to gambling, he has lost hundreds of games and lost all his belongings in the gambling stone workshop. Since then, he has been poor and cannot afford to fall.

And over the years, this little old man has been hanging out in the major gambling stone shops of the Dongming Empire. Because of the hundreds of gambling losses, he has also made a name for himself, the King of Luck!

At least, in the Dongming gambler world, he is a well-known unlucky character, and no one can compare to him in terms of bad luck.

However, he is also an aspiring unlucky king. He has always looked for a master of the heaven-level peak phase stone as his master as his ultimate goal in his life. He vowed that after practicing the peerless pupil technique, Win back all your lost belongings...

No one took it seriously, and even in the eyes of gamblers, he was nothing more than a joke.

However, no one noticed that Dongming Battle Saint, his face became solemn, looking at this little old man, his eyes flickered.

"Luck King?!"

After hearing the little old man's deeds faintly, Feng Hao's heart twitched several times.

It seems that he has never been lucky when he came to the Hongmeng Realm. Isn't it because he was staring at this guy?

"Quick release!"

Looking at his trousers that were dripping with water, his face suddenly darkened. If it weren't for the scene of so many people, he would definitely kick him.

"Woooo!...I won't let go, unless you admit that you are my master, or I won't let go if you kill me..."

The little old man Huang Tianyun shouted, still wiping his nose and tears on Feng Hao's trousers. The threat is very strong. If you don't agree, I'll keep wiping it!

"release!"

If it wasn't for his endurance, Feng Hao was about to vomit at this time. This guy is really disgusting. Feng Hao doesn't understand, how could he have so many snot and tears? Glancing at his feet, it was almost like a river, and some people who were standing close to it all avoided it in disgust.

Due to his thoughts, the muscles on Feng Hao's feet trembled, and a huge force burst out, hitting those palms...

"Um?"

With the increase in strength, the little old man didn't react at all, which made Feng Hao stunned.

For a while, he has already mentioned his strength to the realm of King Wu, but this little old man is still going his own way, as if he has no feeling at all about it...

"how is this possible?"

Feng Hao was startled, a flash of purple light flashed in his eyes, trying to penetrate the cultivation of the little old man in front of him...

What I get is, Wu Zun is a realm...

However, now in terms of strength, Feng Hao has been controlled at the level of superintendent!

A person in the Wu Zun realm, can he withstand the impact of the power of the superintendent realm? Moreover, as far as the current situation is concerned, it does not seem to have any effect on him at all! ~ To see the first release without advertisements, please go to 《》 .

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