Dragon Emperor, Martial God

He Caitong saw that his own people could not resist Lingyun. If he knew that he couldn’t do it, he would change it to be soft.

However, he is very confident.

He Yuqiong was also a glimpse of listening, but when she was in the villa, she heard that the descendant said that her grandfather was now a living dead, and immediately knew that He Caitong was cheating her, and immediately became furious: You are nonsense..."

"He girl..."

Lingyun said at this time: "Slightly, don't worry, since your uncle let us in, then we will go ahead and see."

He Yuqiong did not know what his grandfather is doing now, but Ling Yun is clear. He is not in a hurry. He plans to go to the advanced house and see the old man.

Ling Yun made a speech, He Yuqiong naturally obeyed, she no longer talked, silently followed Lingyun toward the front room.

"Wang Chongxi, Edward, the two of you entered the house with me. After seeing the old man, I must try to keep an eye on him and protect his safety."

"Jester, you will be responsible for protecting the girl!"

Before Lingyun entered the house, he used the **** to read the sound and made all the arrangements.

He has to do this, because the main master of the enemy is in this house at the moment, and the enemy is strong, so dangerous!

The next moment, he took He Yuqiong, and Wang Chongxi, Edward, Jester and other four people, walked into the living room of the holiday home.

"grandfather?!"

When He Yuqiong entered the house, he was completely shocked!

Father He Wenzhao is indeed in the living room. Although he is in a wheelchair, his old face is a little languid, but his eyes are squatting, and he is very clear at first glance.

He saw Lingyun and others coming in, and even grinned, as saying hello, and also holding the wheelchair armrests with both hands, it seems to want to stand up.

"Yu Qiong, are you coming back?"

He Wenqi heard He Yuqiong call him, nodded and grinned.

It’s just that this smile is too stiff.

"Grandpa, you...you know me? Really good?!"

He Yuqiong almost did not believe his eyes, and quickly grabbed a few steps, rushed to the front of the old man, crying.

She is really excited.

"Cough, Yuqiong, good boy, I have been better for more than ten days, and now I am eating well, sleeping well, everything is fine, you don't have to worry."

"I heard that some time ago, you went to Beijing to buy medicine for me. How about, did the medicine buy it?"

Although He Yuqiong is crying, she is also carefully observing He Wenzhao, but she is excited, but she does not feel that the father has anything unusual.

Hearing the old man's question, He Yuqiong quickly wiped a tear and nodded. "Grandpa, I bought it for you. I also invited someone who can treat you. I just didn't expect that I came back late..."

He Wenzhao grinned again. He slowly raised his arm and pointed to the person sitting on the sofa next to him: "It doesn't matter. Grandpa is much better now. I can recover health. Thanks to the guru who came back from your uncle. He is rescued, he is the savior of Grandpa, you have to thank him for me."

He Yuqiong was busy asking about the physical condition of the father, and he couldn’t take care of anything else.

This is human nature, because everything in front of us can't be faked. The person in the wheelchair is indeed her grandfather He Wenzhao.

However, Lingyun, since he entered the house, never said anything, but if he had nothing to look at the "Guru" on the sofa!

The house is very large, and it is said that there are two hundred square meters. In the large living room, it is more than just one person.

On the west side of the living room, there were more than 30 people at the moment. They were divided into four rows, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes and meditating, without saying anything.

Among these people, there are seven or eight pure ancient martial artists, each of whom is far beyond the ones that Ling Yun had killed outside.

The other twenty people, all without exception, are spiritualists. They sit on their knees, their lips can't open and close, and they have words in their mouths.

Although Lingyun can't be sure that these spiritual masters are descending teachers or masters of martial arts, he can see through the realm of these people at a glance!

More than 20 spiritualists, each of them is not under the supervision of He Yuqiong’s three spiritualists. All of them are above the fifth floor of the gods. Even the four or five people in the first row have the temper The strength of the nine-layer realm!

Even Lingyun can't figure out what to do, how can I find such a horrible lineup, but with his current cultivation, he will not put these people in his eyes.

What really makes Lingyun slightly jealous is the one who sits next to He Wenzhao and sits on the sofa!

Lingyun could not see the other side's realm!

Ling Yun knows that the characters who can not see the realm of cultivation have at least the strength of the late stage of building the foundation. Therefore, after he entered the house, he deliberately gave the back to the more than 30 masters behind him, but pretended to be nothing. Next to the guru on the sofa.

If it is not bad, this is the Kunba master in the mouth of the flying head.

The guru is very short, his skin is grayish-black, his skin is thin and thin, his skin is slack, and he is wearing a robes of Nanyang monks. He sits on the sofa and turns a blind eye to Lingyun and others. Until He Wenzhao introduced him, this is only a combination of ten hands, a slight owe to the body.

"Thank you, Master, your great grace... We are sure to repay..."

He Yuqiong bowed to the guru.

The guru smiled, nodded slowly, shook his head, or did not respond, that way, really makes people want to go up to his face.

"Yu Qiong, this is right, Grandpa has not hurt you for a while, but..."

He Wenzhao suddenly turned his head: "Yuqiong, these days, when you go, Grandpa wants to come and think that you are still too young now, let you be the heir to our family, it is still too difficult for you! So Grandpa is now Tell you, the heirs of our family, or your uncle is more appropriate, I decided to give it to him!"

He Yuqiong suddenly stopped!

"Grandpa~www.wuxiaspot.com~How are you..."

He Wenzhao’s eyes narrowed up at this time, and the face of the old dragon clock seemed to have a fierce light: “Yu Qiong, you still have to exercise for a few more years, and when your uncle feels that your ability is enough, he will give the family power again. For you..."

At this time, there was a smug voice from the door: "Now you have seen it, have you heard it? Yuqiong, this is what your grandfather told you personally, do you listen or not?"

Lingyun was sneer, and said that after waiting for this half a day, the fox tail was finally exposed!

He suddenly stepped forward and stood in the middle of He Yuqiong and He Wenzhao. He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder of He Wenzhao: "Father, I am sick, I have said so much, I should rest and rest?"

The voice has not fallen, saying that it is too late!

Lingyun God read a move, Qingying Feijian and Yinyang Qijian sword also sacrificed!

A green shadow, a touch of gray light, while stabbing the body of the master!