Panther Commando

"Panther Commando(

In Wanjia's spacious mountain courtyard, the three old men all laughed when they saw this kid Ga who had suddenly run in. Nianci Shitai, who was cleaning up in the kitchen, also walked out of the kitchen and looked at this boy Ga.

Lingyu heard the stuttering cry of this kid, two shallow dimples appeared on her delicate and fair face, and she answered in a clear voice: "Who are you? Whoever asked you to come in, kowtow. , I didn't let you kowtow to me. You kowtowed to me yourself, why are you relying on me?"

In the silent mountain, Lingyu's voice was like a string of pearls, as crisp and sweet as it fell into the disk. The little monk stared at Lingyu's delicate and refined face for a while, and his face suddenly turned red.

He looked at the clear eyes of the girl in front of him, nodding his bald head vigorously, and stammeringly replied: "That's right...yes, I...I didn't see it clearly...just kowtow, I... I didn't blame you, yes... I was wrong, you... don't blame me."

When Lingyu heard the boy's answer, she gently stroked Xiaobai's soft fur with her slender fingers, and looked at the little monk with her big clear eyes and said calmly, "I didn't blame you. My name is Lingyu, Who are you? How did my grandfather become your grandfather?"

In the dialogue between the little monk and Lingyu, the three old people couldn't help laughing "haha". When the little monk heard the girl's question, he touched his bald head and replied a little embarrassedly: "Ling...Yu you...Hello. You...you ask me...who am I? I...I My name is Jingheng, right now I...I'm very busy, and I can't tell...I can't tell you right now, I'll...I'll tell you in detail later."

He blushed again, and said incoherently: "I... let me tell you, I... Except for my few senior sisters, I am not very good at... talking to female donors. I... I came to see me. Brother Wan's grandfather, his grandfather is...that's me...my grandfather, he...is he your grandfather I...I don't know."

"I... I'll tell you, it's not just the grandfather of Senior Brother Wan, it's... it's my grandfather, the grandfathers of Senior Brother Cheng, Senior Brother Feng, Senior Sister Xiaoya, and... they are also my grandfathers. I won't... I won't tell you, I'll kowtow to... my... grandfather, and then we... talk about it."

This kid has been living in Lingyi Temple, and he has rarely seen girls since he was a child, and he has never seen such an extraordinary little girl like Lingyu. Now that he is at such a close distance, talking to this fairy-like girl, he is indeed a little flustered.

After the little monk finished speaking, he looked at the white-haired old man of Wanjia who was standing in front of him smiling. He lay on the ground and kowtowed three times. The old man Wanjia stared at this kid Ga, he didn't stop this kid from lying on the ground.

He had already understood from the weapons that this kid was equipped with and the conversation with Lingyu that this kid must be a small special forces soldier brought back by Wan Lin, and he had an extremely rare foundation in martial arts.

The little monk lay on the ground and respectfully nodded his head three times at the old Wan family. Then he raised his head to look at the old man and said with a smile: "Hey hey, you...you are the master...the master. Grandpa, I... I am Jingheng, I... I am here... to honor you... your old man is here."

The kid said, and looked at Tian Jue Shi standing next to the old Wan family, too stunned: "Hey, old... teacher too? Grandpa here... there is... there is also a teacher. I... I I also pay respects to the master!" The boy muttered, and then he lay on the ground again, and he wanted to kowtow to the master of Tianjue again.

Tian Jueshi looked at this stunned bald boy and smiled. She smiled on the side of her body: "Amitabha, I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be!" As she spoke, she raised her right hand slightly, and an icy breath went straight to the man lying on the ground. The little monk rushed down.

"Oh, it's so cold!" The little monk who was about to lie on the ground exclaimed, his knees on the ground slammed against the ground, and his body fluttered back.

The boy stood on the ground with his legs stretched out. He stared at his two black round eyes, looked at the teacher in front of him in astonishment, and stammered: "Yes, yes, this junior is rude, you should ...Meet the teacher and wife with Buddhist worship."

He folded his hands together, bowed and saluted: "Ah... Amitabha, junior Jing... Jing Heng worships... I pay respects to Shi Tai, old and senior, Shi... Tai Shi is such a profound cold skill, too... Mrs. is amazing! "

He said, looked at his grandfather and bowed again and said: "Master...Grandpa, you...you just remembered the splitting palm...the palm of your hand...and also...it's too...too deep, really...really sharp!"

"Hahahaha..." The old man of Wanjia and Master Tian Jue heard the kid's compliments, and they both laughed, Master Tian Jue laughed and said: "Amitabha, this kid knows the goods, but he knows Han Gong and Splitting palm strength." The old man of the Wan family also smiled and praised: "This kid is very light-handed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The internal strength is also good!"

He turned to look at Professor Chang who was standing behind him and asked with a smile, "Hahaha, Chang, where is this guy like this? He stammered and was quite good at talking."

Master Tian Jue also glanced at the fully-armed boy, she followed her staring at the bald head of the other party, and said with some astonishment: "Amitabha, this boy is not only good in internal and light skills, but he is actually a member of my Buddhist school, so people like it. The little monk."

Professor Chang saw how the two old men liked them, so he took Lingyu, who was covering his mouth and snickering, and walked to the two old men. He looked at the little monk and said with a smile: "Little monk, you can see it in your eyes. When it comes to grandfather and master, I am such a big man, didn't you see it?"

The little monk stared at Professor Chang, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It turns out... it was... the commander-in-chief of Grandpa Chang, you... why are you... here too?"

He then folded his hands and wanted to bow and salute, but then he remembered Professor Chang's role as the commander-in-chief of operations, and he hurriedly shouted: "No...no, you should...salute!" The boy quickly lowered his hands and followed his feet. Close together, he raised his hand to salute to Professor Chang.

When several people in the courtyard saw the little monk's frantic appearance, they all laughed again. Professor Chang smiled and walked to the boy, raised his hand and pulled down the boy's right hand, which was raised to his forehead.

He touched the boy's bald head and said, "Stinky boy, I'm not the commander-in-chief now, so I don't need to salute. You should still call me Grandpa Chang, why are you stuttering more and more?"

The little monk looked a little embarrassed at Lingyu who had already held the master of Tian Jue, and replied: "Chang... Grandpa, I... This is my first time... to visit Grandpa, and there are... Others, I... I'm nervous."