something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 70

Shangguan Nan walked up to Mang Jingang and snorted coldly.

"You still recognize me as the pavilion master?"

Mang Jingang immediately stood up and said in panic, "Pavilion Master, what do you mean?"

"It's just that I lost a game and didn't choose to walk in Jiange. Look at what you look like now!"

Mang Jingang looked at Shangguannan in a daze.

"But no matter how hard I try, no matter how I train, I can't compare to Ximen Great Swordsman who laughs and laughs all day, and even Bai Qiuying who is in a daze all day!"

"Is that all you are capable of?"

"Could it be that the purpose of your cultivation is to surpass them?"

"Did you know that you are also the object of secret worship of most Jiange disciples?"

Mang Jingang was at a loss for Shangguannan's inquiries one after another.

"Stop joking, just me, how could such a person be the object of worship of most Jiange disciples!"

"In their eyes, I guess I'm just a stupid big guy with some strength."

"Hmph, you can't teach a child! Come to me after you figure it out!"

Shangguan Nan turned around with a calm expression, and a gust of wind blew by, disappearing without a trace.

A figure ran over in a panic from a distance.

"Brother Mang, your back is bleeding, it's okay, I'll help you bandage it."

Mang Jingang was a little surprised when he looked at this innocent woman wearing a wooden bead hairpin and plain clothes.

"Xiao Lian, why are you, what are you doing here?"

A blush appeared on Xiaolian's face, and she said shyly, "Brother Mang, I see that you haven't eaten anything since this morning, so I specially made some steamed buns for you."

Mang Jingang looked at the familiar-looking steamed stuffed bun in front of him, quickly took one and ate it, feeling the same taste as usual, Mang Jingang looked at Xiaolian in surprise.

"Xiao Lian, is it you who put the buns in front of my house every day during this time!"

Mang Jingang recalled that during the recent period, every morning when he came back, there were steamed buns left at the door. Every time he finished eating them happily, he never thought about where these steamed stuffed buns came from.

Mang Jingang couldn't help patting his bald head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Lian, I'm sorry, thank you for making steamed buns for me every day during this time."

Xiao Lian said with some twitching, "It should."

Mang Jingang suddenly remembered something, and looked at Xiaolian with some doubts: "Why do you and the pavilion master know that I am here? I think the place I am looking for is remote enough, and no one usually comes here!"

"This is because."

Before Xiaolian finished speaking, she was interrupted by another voice.

"Of course it's because everyone is paying attention to you!"

Xiao Lian and Mang Jingang saw the person coming, and quickly said respectfully: "Patriarch!"

Chu Lang nodded slightly to the two of them, then looked at Mang Jingang.

"Do you know why Shangguan Nan knew you were in this place?"

Mang Ganga shook his head.

"Disciple doesn't know."

It turned out that Shangguannan would pass by the disciples' dormitory at the end of the Yin hour every day and walk towards the waterfall.

One day at Yinshi, Shangguan Nan discovered that a disciple had sneaked out.

Shangguan Nan frowned slightly, and followed the disciple silently.

Until I came to the back mountain of Jiange, I found that this disciple picked up the big bronze sword in his hand and practiced basic sword moves such as cutting, chopping, chopping, and stabbing. Sit and forget work.

In the following time, Shangguan Nan could see the disciple diligently cultivating without stopping every day, so he couldn't help showing admiration on his face.

"But why do you know about these patriarchs?"

"Shangguannan mentioned you to me and said that he admired you very much. I also went to watch your cultivation with him Yinshi."

When Mang Jingang heard this, a strange emotion rose in his heart. It feels so good to be valued and cared about by others.

"Then how did you know, Xiaolian?"

When Xiao Lian heard this, she burst out laughing "puchi", and began to tell Mang King Kong the reason.

It turned out that one day Yinshi, Yin Qianqiu had just finished using the toilet, and when he came out, he saw someone sneaking out of the disciple's dormitory.

Yin Qianqiu thought that he had been thieves, so he followed silently, and then found that Mang Jingang was practicing hard.

Yin Qianqiu is a carefree person, so this matter spread among the disciples.

Xiao Lian and others admired Mang Jingang's persistence in waking up early every day for boring training.

Xiao Lian was moved by Mang Jingang's hard work, so she would put a bag of steamed buns in front of Mang Jingang's house every day so that Mang Jingang could eat them after he came back from practicing.

Mang Jingang looked at Xiaolian moved after listening.

"Little Lian, it's really hard work for you!"

Xiao Lian shook her head slightly when she heard this, and came to Chu Lang with a serious expression: "Patriarch, Xiao Lian hopes to give the token of her Jiange walk to Brother Mang, who is more worthy of that share than Xiao Lian." glory."

"Little Lian you"

Mang Jingang hurriedly stopped Xiaolian.

Chu Lang was expressionless, and turned to look at Mang Jingang.

"What do you think, Mang Ganga?"

Mang Jingang was slightly taken aback, then laughed loudly.

"Since when did I, mang jingang, be reduced to the point where I need a woman's sympathy!"

Xiao Lian was a little panicked when she heard this, and quickly explained: "Brother Mang, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Mang Jingang looked at Xiaolian with a soft look in his eyes.

"Xiao Lian, I know what you mean, but I don't need it."

Then Mang Kongang turned to look at Chu Lang, his majestic and majestic body was upright, like a cold pine tree standing on the top of a mountain, with a tenacious and unyielding momentum rising from it.

"Father, I will fight for the token of Jiange Walking by myself, and I don't need to rely on other people's hands. The next time Jiange Walking competition, I will be the one."

After speaking, Mang King Kong planned to pick up the great bronze sword on the ground and start training.

What Mang Gangang thinks is that since the usual training is not enough, he should increase the intensity of training. One day, he will also stand on the pinnacle of this world and overlook all living beings.

"Hahaha! Well, this is the disciple of my Jiange. Since you have this ambition, the Patriarch will help you."

With a wave of Chu Lang's right hand, a mysterious ray of light injected into Mang Jingang's body.

Mang Gangang fell to the ground in a daze.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with Brother Mang?"

Xiao Lian looked at Mang Jingang worriedly.

Chu Lang smiled and said, "It's okay, he will wake up soon."

One minute later, Mang Jingang jumped up, scanned his surroundings vigilantly, and then looked at Chu Lang, a little surprised.

"Patriarch, could it be because of you and me just now?"

"You can't say it, you can't say it, it's wrong to say it."

After speaking, Chu Lang disappeared in front of the two of them.

At this time, Mang Jin had just discovered that he had become a first-class peak martial artist, and he couldn't help muttering: "It's all true."

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