Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Why do you meet people on your side who can't resist Ling Yun at all? If you know it can't be hard, it becomes soft.

But he's got a lot of guts.

He Yuqiong was also stunned after hearing it, but when she was already in the villa, she heard the demon say that her grandfather was already a dead man. She knew immediately why he was lying to her, and she was angry: “You're talking nonsense...”

“Miss He...”

Ling Yun asked: “Don't be restless. Since your uncle let us in, let's go in first. ”

He Yuqiao didn't know what was going on with his grandfather, but Ling Yun knew exactly what was going on. He was not in any hurry. He was going to go into the house first and see the old man.

Ling Yun had spoken, He Yuqiong naturally obeyed. She stopped talking and followed Ling Yun to the front room silently.

“Wang Zhaoxiao, Edward, you two come with me into the house. After you see Master He, you must keep an eye on him and keep him safe. ”

“Jester, wait a minute. You're in charge of protecting Miss He! ”

Before Lingyun went into the house, he made all the arrangements with a mindful sound pronunciation.

He had to, because the enemy's main protagonists were in this house at the moment, and the enemy was in danger!

The next moment, he walked into the living room of the vacation home with Ho Yu-jung and Wang Zhao, Edward, Jester and four others.

“Grandpa?! ”

As soon as Ho Yu-jung entered the house, he was completely shocked!

Grandpa He Wenxian was indeed in the living room. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was a little sluggish, but his eyes were open and he was sober at first glance.

When he saw Ling Yun and others come in, he grinned and laughed. He thought it was a greeting, and held the wheelchair armrest with his hands. He seemed to want to stand up.

“Joan, are you back? ”

He Wenyan heard He Yuqiong shouting at him, nodding his head and grinning.

It's just that smile, it's a little too stiff.

“Grandpa... do you recognize me? Are you sure? ”

He Yuqiong hardly believed his eyes. He hurried to grab a few steps and rushed to the old man's face. He could not cry.

She was so excited.

“Cough, Yu Qiong, good boy, I have been well for more than ten days, now I eat well, sleep well, everything is fine, don't worry. ”

“I heard that a while ago, you went to Beijing to buy me medicine. How about that medicine? Did you get it? ”

He Yuqiong was crying, but she was also watching him carefully. However, she was excited, but she didn't feel anything unusual about the old man.

Hearing the old man's question, He Yuqiong quickly wiped a tear and nodded his head: “Grandpa, I bought you the medicine and invited someone who could treat you. I just didn't expect me to be late..."

He Wenyan grinned again, he slowly lifted his arm and pointed to the person sitting on the couch at the side of his finger: “It doesn't matter anyway, Grandpa is much better now, I can restore health, thanks to the help of the master who your uncle invited back, he is the lifesaver of Grandpa, you should thank him well for me. ”

He Yuqiong was busy asking about the old man's physical condition and couldn't think of anything else for a while.

This is common sense, because everything in front of her can't be faked. The person in the wheelchair is indeed her grandfather He Wenxian.

But Lingyun, ever since he entered the house, he hasn't spoken, but looked at the “master” on the couch without a trace!

The house is large, not to mention 200 square meters, and the large living room is more than just He Wenwei.

On the west side of the living room, there are actually more than thirty people, divided into four rows, sitting on the floor with their knees closed and silent.

Among these people, there are seven or eight purely ancient martial arts practitioners, each far beyond what Lingyun just killed outside.

More than twenty others, without exception, were all spiritual practitioners, sitting on their knees, unable to keep their lips open and closed, with words in their mouths.

Lingyun is not sure if these spiritual cultivation is a demonstrator or a master of manipulation, but he can see through the realm of these people at a glance!

More than 20 spiritual cultivators, everyone's realm is not under the three spiritual cultivators who initially monitored He Yuqiong. Each of them is above the fifth level of the Divine Crossing Realm, and even the four or five people in the first row have the strength to practice the ninth level of the realm!

Even Ling Yun couldn't figure out how to find such a horrible formation in a district, but with his current fix, he wouldn't even look at these people.

What really makes Ling Yun slightly unscrupulous is next to He Wenguan, the superior sitting on the couch!

Lingyun can't even see the other side of the world!

Ling Yun knew that he could not see the realm of cultivation, at least he had the strength of the late foundation, so when he entered the house, he deliberately gave his back to the back of the more than 30 masters, but pretended that nothing was wrong but looking at the couch on the upper master.

If not bad, this is Master Kumba in the mouth of the flyhead lowerer.

The master was very small, his skin was gray and black, his dry body was thin, his skin relaxed was a little pulled, he wore a Nanyang monk style monk's robe, sat on the sofa, ignored Lingyun and others coming in, until He Wenxiao introduced him, which was only 10 hands together, slightly owed him.

“Thank you, Master, for your generosity... our family will repay you in full...”

He Yuqiong bowed respectfully to his superior master.

The teacher smiled, nodded slowly, shook his head again, or didn't answer. That way, people really wanted to go up and kick him in the face.

“Yu Qiong, this is the right thing to do. Grandpa finally didn't hurt you for nothing, but...”

He Wenyan suddenly turned his head: “Yu Qiong, these days when you walked away, Grandpa wanted to think about it. He thought you were still too young to be our heir. It's still too hard for you! So now Grandpa tells you that our heir to He family estate, or your uncle, is better suited, I decided to give it to him! ”

He Yu-jung suddenly stuck!

“Grandpa, how...”

He Wenyang's eyes glared at this moment, and the old dragon bell's face seemed to have a fierce light: “Yu Qiong, do you still want to exercise for a few more years. When your uncle thinks you have enough abilities, he will give you the power of the family...”

At this point, there was a voice outside the door saying, "Now you see it, you hear it? Yu-jung, this is what your grandfather told you. Do you want to hear it or not? ”

Ling Yun laughed. After waiting for half a day, he finally revealed his fox's tail!

He suddenly stepped forward and stood between He Yuqiao and He Wenyuan. He patted Wenyuan's shoulder lightly with his hands up. “My lord, the illness is healing. I said so much at once, should I rest? ”

It's too late. Hurry up!

Lingyun Goddess, Blue Shadow Flying Sword and Yin Yang Qi Sword sacrificed at the same time!

A blue shadow, a grey light, and stabbed the old master in the face!