My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

Wang Shuyue stood aside, quietly watching Moroccan tortured Fang Liu to the last breath before strangling him to death with her hands, her whole body agitated, her hairs standing upright.

Long Yi's brows were also frowned, and Moroccan's method was too cruel.

However, this is not the time to think about this.

Wang Shuyue wrinkled her brows and came to Yan Li's corpse. She tore off the black cloth from his face, and a completely strange face came into view.

"Who are these two people?" Long Yi asked Moraksha.

Morusha wiped his hand with the handkerchief, and threw it away when he used it up, as if he had killed Fang Liu's dirty hands.

Wang Shuyue saw that the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and said to her heart that since you are so disgusted, why don't you give people a good time and choke them to death by yourself?

If she didn't give this word, she would complain in her heart. After all, if there were no Moraksha and Long Yi today, she would go down to see the Hades.

It's just the method of Moroccan, even if Wang Shuyue wanted to appreciate him, she couldn't be grateful.

"The remnants of the Seven Killing Sects." Morosha sneered, mocking the two men's overpowering ability. Yueyue sounded."

Hearing this, Wang Shuyue understood that the people from the Seven Kills Sect had turned to a killer organization called the Dark Pavilion.

And these two people from the Seven Kill Sects took the orders and came to complete the task.

It's just that, listening to Morasha's tone, Senior Shangguan is actually related to the dark pavilion?

Wang Shuyue suddenly thought of the note that the child handed before she left the city gate. She hurriedly took out the note. Seeing the familiarity brought by the handwriting, she immediately understood who sent the note.

"What is it?" Seeing Wang Shuyue took out a piece of paper, Moroccan curiously leaned over and snatched it over.

The **** eyes swept through the writing on the paper, raised his eyebrows in surprise, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said with an unknown chuckle:

"It turns out that I waited too much."

At this time, Long Yi also saw the note in Morasha's hand. He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes darkened immediately, and he turned around and was about to run.

But he didn't want to. As soon as he turned around, an old man in a white robe walked over slowly in the forest.

For a while, the wind stopped, and the world seemed to be quiet, only the rustle of footsteps was heard.

The white-robed old man changed step by step. He was originally the appearance of an old man in his old age. When he walked near Long Yi, he had become a gentleman like a jade.

He was as beautiful as Long Yi, although he was a little more refined than him, but his overall aura was completely incomparable with the gentleman in white robe.

"Shangguan." Seeing that he couldn't leave, Long Yi could only bite the bullet and salute.

"Heh~" Moroccan glanced at Long Yi contemptuously, seeming to look down on him like this.

But when the white-robed man raised his eyes and swept over, he immediately pursed his mouth flatly, clasped his fists reluctantly, and whispered: "What kind of gentleman is hiding behind and watching the show."

Wang Shuyue looked at the white-robed man walking towards her and blinked vigorously. Then, under Long Yi's affirmative nod, she dared to group this person in front of him with the bunch of "shangguans" he had seen before.

"Senior." Wang Shuyue respectfully bowed her hand in a big gift, "Thank you, senior for reminding me."

Shangguan Haitang waved his hand, "Get up, it's okay."

Wang Shuyue thanked him again, then got up and asked a little curiously: "Then the dark pavilion?"

"Well, ours." Shangguan Haitang nodded, as he replied.

After the words fell, Morosha's jealous gaze almost turned into substance, and he killed Shangguan Haitang with a stab.

It's a pity that under the crush of absolute strength, Shangguan just sneered lightly, and Moroccan stopped cooking.

However, those little bitter eyes kept staring at Shangguan Haitang, and he obviously hated him to the extreme, but he was reluctant to leave first, not seeing him and not bothering him.

Wang Shuyue automatically ignored the words "our family". What kind of joke, is it possible that she should be taken seriously when she is polite?

Besides, she doesn't even know who this Shangguan senior is, she only vaguely guessed that the relationship between him and her aunt's grandmother is unusual.

With the scourge of Moroccan at the forefront, Wang Shuyue is now very careful with the men of these aunts.

At the moment, he didn't ask about Ange anymore, but asked Shangguan Haitang who seemed to know who was going to kill her.

"Baili Tutu." Shangguan Haitang said calmly.

The expected answer was a bit unexpected. Wang Shuyue said with emotion: "I actually become smarter, knowing that I can't kill me, so I started to ask for foreign aid, and I've made progress!"

Moroccan asked immediately: "Why don't this king help you kill her? By the way, relieve the itch."

Since listening to this little ancestor's words, he hasn't killed him for two months, but his hands are not very itchy.

Of course, the old stuff like Fang Liu doesn't count.

Dry old man, where are young and beautiful girls interesting?

"Are you really not afraid that the Baili family will set off your lair?" Long Yi sneered with arms folded, which was kind of a reminder that this Baili family is not an ordinary family, kill it if you say it.

Moroccan snorted immediately, and said annoyed: "This king wants to kill as soon as he wants to kill. Why do you need someone else to answer?!"

The implication, it's up to you!

However, Long Yi's words worked in the end. Moroccan said that he wanted to kill, but he only talked about it, and did not act.

Wang Shuyue raised her hand to support her forehead, only feeling tired.

Fortunately, there is also a sensible and caring senior Shangguan, otherwise Wang Shuyue wants to escape now.

However, the time has come.

Shangguan Haitang pointed to the corpse on the ground, and after appointing Moroccan and Long Yi to clean it up, he suddenly asked:

"I heard you went home a while ago?"

Wang Shuyue nodded, her heart chuckles immediately.

"I can see the family?" Shangguan asked again, his eyes soft.

Wang Shuyue smiled and nodded, she dared not answer.

Fortunately, the other party also knew that he didn't continue to ask questions. He just smiled and said: "Your Shenlong Village has been in the limelight recently. The contest must have been set up properly, right?"

As long as she didn't mention her grandmother, Wang Shuyue felt relieved and immediately showed a relaxed smile, inviting:

"It's almost set up. There will be an opening ceremony performance tomorrow. If seniors are fine, why don't you let me live in the village for a few days and feel it for yourself?"

"The feelings are good!" Moroccan did not know how long she was in the audience. As soon as Wang Shuyue's voice fell, she came up cheerlessly, as if she had invited him.

Wang Shuyue did not roll her eyes, and said bluntly: "There is no balance between right and evil. I don't want to be expelled from the teacher by the master. Please forgive me."

Moroccan squinted his eyes dangerously, but Shangguan Haitang stared coldly, protecting his calf, and said indifferently:

"roll."

It's true that people don't talk secretly, they are concise and concise.

Moroccan: "..." Get out!

As soon as the red smoke rolled, the people disappeared.

Long Yi wondered whether he could also get out of the way, and he sent an order in front of him: "Private to the lower realm, you should be punished heavily, but if you think you have a cause, I will punish you to stay with me!"

Long Yi: "..." Hey, I want to get out.

However, it cannot.

In this way, he accepted Wang Shuyue's invitation.

Wang Shuyue happily led the two to the Oriental Dragon Village built by herself and her friends.

Looking at the neat concrete streets, the bright houses, the strange shops, and the tall chimneys in the distance, the old mountains and old forests that no one stepped in in the past have become a small industrial town.

But it doesn't stop there. The modern infrastructure is only part of it. What is even more eye-catching is the new technology products that are combined with spells.

For example, the sky bridge connecting the two villages is made of modern steel, but without any support, it is all blessed with flying talisman, so it can perfectly appear in the air.

On that day, the bridge was covered with lantern fruit that came from the mountains. It was colorful, like a rainbow bridge, full of magical colors under the dark curtain of the night.

There is also the competition field of this competition. Looking down from the height, it is a blooming lotus flower. In the center of the lotus flower, a suspended super sword stands in the air, magnificent.

Looking at the appearance of that sword, it was the contemporary head of the Yunhe Sect, a scale-up model of the sect inheritance sword in the hands of a single person.

In the dark night, this lotus flower will gather the petals and form a flower bone, emitting wisps of light.

For this lotus stage, the Qing dynasty did not feel amazing at first, after all, he had seen a lot of various spectacles.

But when Wang Shuyue told him that such a stage, he was a little surprised.

Without spells, just relying on agency control, can a mortal really do it in just two months?

Of course I can do it! Everything is possible.

This was the original words of Wang Shuyue at the time, and Liu Fengmian who was beside him could be heard clearly for a long time.

Only then did he remember that he had been to Blue Star and had seen the power of mortals over there. The tall buildings stood on the ground, and they did it without any magic.

There are also those flying and swimming in the water that day, all of which don't need any spiritual power spells, and mortals can control them.

When Wang Shuyue turned on the big screen on the lotus platform, Qingyi felt a bit convinced by this girl.

Before that, he was still thinking about how Wang Shuyue sold tickets to ordinary people, who were sitting far from the stage, and how to see the game clearly.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that there is still such a large screen for live broadcast.

Qingyi smiled satisfied when thinking of the way the country bumpkins from all walks of life came into the city on the day of the martial arts competition.

Shangguan Haitang, who was brought by Wang Shuyue and placed in the five-story Shenlong Hotel, looked at the modern street outside the large French windows, as well as the bicycles and motorcycles passing by the road. Rong Yan's gratification.

"Her offspring are very good."

Long Yi, who was lying on the soft hotel bed, heard so emotionally, hugging the feather pillow, and echoed contentedly: "Not bad, really good..."

I don't know if he is talking about people or the fluffy pillows.

Moroccan still sneaked over and changed his ostentatious outfit.

Wearing a peach-pink shirt bought from a street shop, a pair of white trousers on the lower body, business-style leather shoes on his feet, a pair of sunglasses on his face, shoulder-to-shoulder natural curly long hair, lively He is the second generation ancestor of the city.

He was holding the popcorn he bought from the child, and while eating, he wandered around this already a little lively village, regardless of how heartbreaking the child who was exchanged for the popcorn with a **** monster rabbit was crying. Split lung.

Originally, people and children don't cry, but he wanted to scarely say: "If you don't cry, this king will kill you!"

Where did the children in the farmer’s household have seen that gloomy aura? Looking at the red eyes again, the child started crying with a wow.

Shangguan Haitang stood by the window and saw this annoying guy at a glance, which was really a headache.

She was really worried that he would cause trouble to Wang Shuyue, so she waved her sleeves and lifted Long Yi, who was asleep on the bed, and ordered him to bring the demon head of Morasha over.

Long Yi rolled out of bed, was still dreaming and was not fully awake, but he did not dare to resist, and left in a daze.

......

On the first day of June, the much-anticipated competition came.

First of all, the team leader of the participating sect, leading the disciples of each participating family into the arena.

This illusion and secret realm is the cave house left by the ancient power, and there are countless treasures in it, and it depends on chance.

But with this kind of opportunity, the exchange students from Blue Star have no chance to touch it.

Except for Yunhezong and Danxiazong, the other eight schools directly excluded exchange students from this competition.

This is somewhat unfair to the exchange students. UU read www.uukanshu.com, but He Qiong and others also expressed their understanding. After all, Secret Realm is a scarce resource, and there are places for Yunhe Sect and Danxia Sect. Is lucky.

But what caused He Qiong's headache was that Wang Shuyue and others had this opportunity to participate, but they all chose to refuse.

"Why? This is a rare opportunity. Our Yunhe Sect exchange students are very strong. If you participate, there will be four or five who can be promoted." Seeing that the other sect disciples began to enter. He Qiong said anxiously.

Wang Shuyue smiled, raised the walkie-talkie in her hand, and went hurriedly. The rest, Bai Qingfeng and others, look at me, and when I look at you, they all just smiled, and then left with Wang Shuyue, performing their duties and doing their best to make the opening ceremony well.

He Qiong was taken aback, watching Li Xianzhi and other exchange students all put into work, suddenly understood something, smiled relieved, shook his head, found the minister's side, sat down and waited for the opening ceremony with peace of mind.

After half an hour, the disciples from the top ten sects finally entered and took their seats. The big screen in the hall suddenly lit up, followed by the round stage in the Lotus Center, the lights were on successively, and the big screen automatically played before Wang Shuyue A martial art video prepared in advance.

The camera starts from the distant Qinglong Mountain Range and follows it all the way. Just when people are immersed in their eyes, the "crash" camera turns, the water curtain is lifted, a blue sword flies out of the water, and the Yunhezong disciples are dressed in white, shooting and flying. Sword, dance...

The combination of virtual reality and reality made this opening performance leave a deep impression on the hearts of practitioners.

Other tourists who came to watch the game suddenly felt that the ticket value was back.

However, people who are bent on copying tickets to make money, but have been cut with leeks are doomed to be unable to calm down.

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