Emperor’s Domination

All the way, Li Qi Night took Guo Jiahui with them all the way back to the mountain palace. On the way, they went through the grinding over and over again.

After grinding over and over and over again, Guo Jiahui also grew slowly and became more mature. The cooperation of the seven of them became more and more tacit. They fought hard all the way, supporting each other and deepening their affection.

On the way, Li Qi Night gave them a very dense grind at first, and as they grind more and more, Li Qi Night gave them less grind.

On the way back, Li Qi Night gave them a lot less grinding, and the whole trip began to be easy, like playing with water on a mountain.

As they journey along the way, they are closer and closer to the mountain city, and they encounter more and more pedestrians along the way, and the pedestrians they encounter along the way are also diverse, with the disciples of the Immortal Monastery, with the monks of other monasteries, and some are very rare foreigners on weekdays.

This road has opened their eyes to Guo Jiahui and raised their insights.

After all, this is Guo Jiahui's first time away from the Sect, their first trip, people of all shapes not seen in the Sect on weekdays, strange things, can be encountered on the way, can be seen.

On this day, Li Qi Night, as usual, they rushed along, but on the way, suddenly leached under the rain.

Of course, for monks like Guo Jiahui and others, even if it is a storm, it is nothing. However, no one is willing to let Li Qi Night sitting in a wheelchair be drained by rain. It happens that there is a pavilion by the road. Chen Wenzheng takes everyone into the pavilion to shelter from the rain.

The rain has been leaching under the ground as if the leaching rainwater could last all day.

As time passed a moment later, Chen Wenzheng was considering whether to continue their journey in the rain, when a man came into the rain.

I saw an old man walking out of the rain, holding on to an oil paper umbrella, slowly walking, not fast, as if walking in the rain.

The old man looked quaint, he looked young, but he was spiritually flashing, he had a steady pace, he looked very healthy, he didn't look like an old man.

The old man was dressed in an exquisite clothing. The clothes on him were old, but very clean, and the materials were very polite. It also showed that the old man's origins were neither rich nor expensive.

This old man doesn't look like a monk, he doesn't have the aura of a monk, he doesn't have the aura of a monk, he looks more like a mortal, he has the aura of a book roll, he looks like a village or a private school teacher, or an old scholar.

There's nothing strange about such an old man walking out of the rain. Guo Jiahui and his young people just think of him as an ordinary old man, an ordinary old man who drives in the rain.

However, Chen Weizheng's insights as a landlord were more abundant than those of young men like Guo Jiahui, at a time when Chen Weizheng was discovering that the old man was walking in the rain, regardless of how thin the rainwater leached underground, and regardless of how muddy the road was, a pair of cloth shoes of the old man were dripping.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Wenzheng knew that this elderly man walking slowly in the rain was not a mortal, but an absolutely superior man.

The old man walked in the rain, and at this time he also happened to see the pavilion on the side of the road and walked in to shelter from the rain.

When he saw the old man walking in to shelter from the rain, Chen Weiwei was giving Guo Jiahui a look, allowing them to give the old man a place.

“Old man, you sit here.” When the old man put away the oil and paper umbrella, Li Jiankun busily gave up his seat and said to the old man.

“Oh, oh, oh, not many polite young people now, not many.” The old man smiled and sat down.

After the old man sat down, Chen Wenzheng couldn't help but hold his breath. Such an old man suddenly appeared in the rain. He always felt a bit of a coincidence, but didn't dare to think about it.

“Brother is really a talent, a talent.” When the old man took care of his oil and paper umbrella, he glanced at Li Qi Night sitting in a wheelchair and sighed.

When they heard the old man's words, Li Jiankun and his young people felt compelled to do so, although they also knew that their master and ancestors were very powerful and very powerful.

But now that their master ancestors look like this, they can't lean against a single talent. Now their master ancestors are lying on a wheelchair, and they don't move. The uninformed still think he is a cripple.

Even if Li doesn't lie in a wheelchair for seven nights at this time, his appearance is ordinary and very ordinary. He can't talk about talent.

At this time, when I heard such admiration from the elderly, Li Jiankun and their young people couldn't help but feel very strange.

Chen Wenzheng cried out in his heart as soon as he heard the old man so praised. He was afraid that it would only be bad. He was afraid that this old man would not come in so accidentally to shelter from the rain, he was only afraid that he was coming for their master ancestors.

However, Li Qi laid quietly in a wheelchair at night, as if he were in a permanent sleep, and seemed to have not heard the old man at all.

“Aged since he was three years old, he learned the art of watching the face of Chimen. It is really hard to look at the face of Xiao in old age.” The old man didn't seem to care if Li Qi Night had reacted, smiling.

“Old man, our master is asleep, he can't hear you.” The young Lu Ruoxi was lively and cute and kind enough to remind the elderly.

“It's all right, it's all right, I'm nagging my little brother, and I'm old enough to believe he can hear me inside.” The old man smiled softly and smiled haughtily.

Lu Ruoxi still wanted to talk, but was immediately pulled apart by Chen Wenzheng next to her. She had not yet understood what was going on. Chen Weizheng had shaken her head and told her not to talk.

“The old man who looks at the face of Xiao is a rich and noble man.” At this time, the old man and Li Qinight nagged, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for years, so easily and naturally nagged home.

“Brother, it's expensive.” Nor did the old man care whether Li Qi Night reacted or not, nor whether Li Qi Night heard himself, but he still said it himself.

“In old age, Brother Xiao's face is not only precious, but also longevity is a hundred years old, such a lifetime is really rare. Those who possess such faces are full of grandchildren, rich and honorable.” The old man laughed and said.

When he saw the old man smiling and nagging Li Qi Night, Chen Wenzheng was so nervous that he couldn't help but hold his breath. He understood in his heart that the old man was indeed coming towards their master ancestors. As for whether he came with good intentions or malice, it was unknown.

As for such a lively little girl as Lu Ruoxi, she didn't notice anything wrong. She thought the old man was just lonely and wanted to get nagging.

“Speaking of longevity, full of grandchildren, little brother, our girl is just like you.” The old man laughed and said to Li Qi Night: “Well, I really have to say that Xiao and our little girl are really like each other. Brother, why don't you take a look at your palms and see if they're related to our little girl? ”

Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment and looked at Li Qi Night. However, Li Qi Night did not respond at all, and did not seem to have heard the old man's words.

“So Brother agreed, come on, come on, show Brother the palms.” The old man saw that Li Qi Night did not respond, and smiled and copied Li Qi Night's palm.

When the old man copied Li Qinight's palm, this one next to Chen Wenzheng jumped. He almost screamed, but finally held on.

At this time, Li Jiankun also felt that the old man had a problem, and he couldn't say what the problem was.

When the old man copied Li Qinight's palm, not only Chen Wenzheng, but also Li Jiankun and Guo Jiahui were all nervous.

The old man didn't seem to see Chen Wenzheng's nervousness at all. After copying Li Qinight's palm, he grabbed it in his pocket, took out an old glasses, put them on, and carefully grasped Li Qinight's palm.

“Old man, how's it going? How's our master's palm?” Lu Ruoxi, the youngest, was still a bit naive, couldn't help but hold his chin, blinked and looked at the old man with great curiosity.

Seeing such a deity as Lu Ruoxi, Chen Wenzheng, as a lord, could not help but laugh. This girl is really not deeply involved in the world. It is so naive and rotten. So far, no problems have been found with this old man.

“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.” The old man thought about it for a while, then took off his presbyopia glasses and sighed loudly.

“What about the magic?” Lu Ruoxi, like a curious baby, said curiously.

The old man smiled deeply and said: "This palm, that's wonderful, it's perfect with our girl, that's perfect. This palm, and the girl in our family, is a couple. This is a pair made in heaven and a pair made on earth. They were born as husband and wife. ”

“Is that so exaggerated?” Lu Ruoxi was incredible to hear such words from the old man.

“Indeed it is.” The old man frowned and laughed. He immediately said to Li Qinight: “Brother, it seems that you really match our girl very well, that is a couple, how about you and I kiss each other? Old people think you'll like our girls, and our girls will love you. ”

“Old man, I'm afraid you misunderstood, our master and ancestors are tall people...” Lu Ruoxi also smiled with a smile and shook his head.

However, before she finished, Chen Wenzheng pulled her aside.