National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

This brat is going to see him die!

Snapped!

Han Yi was slapped awake by his grandfather with a dazed look on his face. Before he could react, his tall and strong body was dragged away from the yurt.

"Stinky boy, you actually sent me a coffin. Are you trying to curse your grandfather that I will die sooner!"

Hearing this, Han Yi immediately understood that grandpa thought Wan Tianle's coffin was a gift from him and quickly said, "Grandpa, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, what I gave you is not this coffin."

"What? Is this the coffin?! What a good boy deserves a beating!"

Mr. Han's eyes glared angrily, and Han Yi was numb, and hurriedly explained loudly: "You are my grandfather, I am your grandson, how could I curse you to death?!"

"What! Curse me to death? You have to die before me!"

"Grandpa, I beg you, just bring a hearing aid."

Han Yi wants to cry but has no tears, his grandfather is really selective and deaf.

"I'm not too old to hear you!"

Grandpa's kind slap roared, and Han Yi closed his eyes.

Tired, destroy it.

.....

In the Mobei Grassland, a man in white casual clothes was walking aimlessly on the grassland.

"Aw!"

A prairie wolf that had been lying in wait for a long time suddenly rushed out and bit the man, but the man just smiled coldly, turned around and grabbed the prairie wolf by the neck.

"A middle-level monster wolf, or a lone wolf, you were driven out by the clan."

The prairie wolf seemed to have heard the man's words, and his expression became more and more manic.

"Don't be afraid, I will give you strength, then become the wolf king, and slaughter the humans here."

The corners of the six-winged insect king's mouth raised, and a silver beetle crawled out of his clothes, and burrowed into the body of the prairie wolf along his arm.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the prairie wolf immediately fell to the ground.

"Aw!"

The prairie demon wolf wailed in pain, its body began to twitch and swell, and its originally clear demon eyes became extremely blood red at this time.

Two pairs of brand new demon eyes grew out.

Standing up, the original prairie wolf turned into a two-meter-tall werewolf, but with three pairs of eyes and extremely sharp claws.

Six-eyed magic wolf, a high-level six-star monster.

This kind of six-eyed magic wolf has never appeared in Blue Star. It is a special monster species that the six-winged insect king transformed the grassland monster wolf through his own special power.

The Hexapod King ranks higher than the Fox Spirit Demon King in the Thirteen Protectors. The Fox Spirit Demon King ranks 12th, and he ranks 11th.

And although his ranking is only one higher than that of the Fox Spirit Demon King, his strength is indeed double that of the opponent.

"Aw!"

The six-eyed demon wolf let out a wolf howl, and the figure disappeared immediately.

The six-winged insect king looked at the direction where the six-eyed magic wolf disappeared and showed a sneer. He had explored this area, and the strongest humans were only high-level five-stars, and one six-eyed magic wolf was enough to destroy them.

He took out a piece of beef jerky from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

I have to admit that people in this plane do know how to eat. In the future, if you occupy this plane, you can enslave a group of people to cook food for yourself.

It feels good just thinking about it.

The figure of the hexapod king gradually disappeared in the boundless Mobei grassland.

At the end of the Mobei grassland is the Fengxue Mountain Range, and most of the troops are there to guard the northern region. No one thought that the Mobei grassland in the rear would be stolen by the hexapod king.

No one knows the existence of the Hexapod King, but likewise, the Hexapod King doesn't know that he is not the strongest on the grassland.

At this time, the strongest person was looking at Han Yi who was begging Mr. Han to bring a hearing aid, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Grandpa, I beg you, bring a hearing aid. It's for your own good, and it's also for our own good."

Seeing his grandson's pleading eyes, Mr. Han's heart softened.

Reluctantly, I put on the hearing aid that my son sent me before.

After putting it on, Mr. Han realized that the surrounding voices were so clear. He didn't know how many years he hadn't heard such a clear voice.

Seeing his grandfather wearing a hearing aid, Han Yi almost shed tears without being excited.

"Wake up now. I'll take you to dinner. I've prepared breakfast. You can eat it now."

Hearing about eating, the three of Ye Feng immediately became interested, after all, they had never eaten grassland food.

After walking out of the yurt, Ye Xueying and Zi Ling on the other side also came out.

"Good morning, Grandpa Han."

The two girls greeted Mr. Han with a smile, while Mr. Han nodded with a smile and said, "I got up and came over to eat as soon as possible. I haven't received guests from other places for a long time. I don't know if my craftsmanship is unfamiliar."

The crowd followed the old man into the yurt where they had meals.

Although Mr. Han lives alone, he has built five yurts.

One lives by itself, one is used as a dining room, one is used as a utility room, and two are used as guest rooms.

Normally, there are only two or three yurts for a family, and Mr. Han has too many yurts here.

"Grandpa Han, isn't it troublesome for you to live in so many yurts by yourself?"

After hearing Ye Xueying's doubts, Mr. Han said with a smile: "As I get older, I used to change places to live because of herding sheep. Later, I didn't bother to move, so I did tourism business while grazing, so there are more yurts than normal people. It's just a pity. I quit the travel business five years ago."