Chapter 483 Qian Renxue arrives, Shura Field? Get ready to go!
Qian Daoliu fell into the shock of Luo Yu's rapid increase in strength, and floated in mid-air in a daze.
It took a long time to calm down.
Swallowing his saliva, he asked again: "Are you sure the two Luo Yu are the same person?"
Qian Renxue was annoyed by the questions.
"I'm sure, and definitely, and according to him, he killed Tang Hao a few days ago among all the high-ranking soul masters in the continent."
"What? Did he kill Tang Hao?" Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with light.
"Yes." Qian Renxue nodded.
Qian Daoliu beat his chest and stamped his feet for a moment, his old eyes showed a look of relief and joy, and he laughed heartily.
"Hahaha."
"Good kill."
"Good kill!!!"
"This future grandson-in-law really makes me so excited that I don't know what to say."
Qian Renxue looked at her grandfather who was emotional and incoherent, and was full of surprise.
"Granddaughter, my grandfather has never told you before that Tang Hao is your father-killing enemy."
Qian Daoliu said: "At that time, although your father's purpose was not pure, he wanted to get his hands on the hundred thousand year soul beast beside Tang Hao."
"Being beaten to death is also due to inferior skills. It is your own fault."
"But the fact that cannot be erased is that Tang Hao killed your father."
"I have always wanted to avenge him, but Tang Hao cowered up and couldn't find any trace of him."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect to be beaten up by my grandson-in-law, it's so cool!"
Qian Renxue didn't feel well when her grandfather mentioned her father, whom she had never met before. Moreover, she had heard comments from elders before that her father's reputation was not good, so she naturally had no favorable impression.
But when she learned that Luo Yu had casually helped her deal with the enemy who killed her father, she felt something different in her heart.
"Is this... is fate?"
After Qian Daoliu laughed out loud, he glared at Qian Renxue and scolded:
"Xue'er, if you don't stay with your grandson-in-law, why are you here?"
"Hurry back and stay with me."
Qian Renxue: "
She clearly remembered that grandpa didn't look like this just now.
Is grandpa a chameleon?
"Why are you standing there, go back and find him quickly." Qian Daoliu urged.
Qian Renxue's red lips twitched slightly, "Grandpa, aren't you a bit...a slap in the face?"
"Just now, I threatened to kill him if I couldn't win him over."
"Ahem, cough, cough, did I say that? Why don't I remember?" Qian Daoliu looked confused.
Qian Renxue curled her lips repeatedly.
Qian Daoliu emphasized:
"How could I say I want to kill him? If he can marry you and have children, let alone kill him, just let him come and kill me."
"Come here, cut off the head I enshrined, and give it to my grandson-in-law for fun."
Qian Renxue didn't want to talk anymore.
I would like to remind you that you are the chief minister of Wuhun Palace and the face of Wuhun Palace.
Is it so unruly?
If Qian Daoliu heard his granddaughter's thoughts, he would definitely scold her.
"Integrity, how much is integrity worth? Is it worth having my grandson-in-law?"
"Let's go, Grandpa, it's almost dawn, what are you doing floating here?
Qian Renxue was about to fly to Wuhun Palace, but with a whoosh, Qian Daoliu stopped in front of her.
"Xue'er, you are going in the wrong direction."
"Shouldn't you be returning to Tiandou City?"
"Why should I go to Tiandou City? I need to go back to Wuhun Palace to take a shower, change clothes, and rest!!" Qian Renxue complained.
Qian Daoliu hated the fact that iron could not be transformed into steel, so he scolded: "Go back to the Martial Spirit Hall."
"Is there no place to buy new clothes in Tiandou City?"
"Isn't there a hotel over there to take a shower?"
"It's quite far, why are you flying back?"
Qian Renxue was furious, of course she knew what the little old man was up to.
It was obvious that he wanted to push his granddaughter out.
"Huh, I'll go back!"
"No, you go back to Luo Yu quickly and stabilize your relationship. Otherwise, if you let this man go, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Qian Renxue said angrily: "Grandpa, I think differently from you. I don't want to contact him with any purpose."
Qian Daoliu kept urging.
"It's okay if you don't have any purpose. Then you should contact me. Don't not contact me."
"Why are you always running to our little broken martial arts hall? Are you uncomfortable following your grandson-in-law?"
Qian Renxue was speechless.
She was very clear about her grandfather's arrogant and indifferent demeanor in the past.
Who would have thought that when Luo Yu was mentioned, he seemed to be a different person.
She suddenly understood.
It turns out that grandpa also looks like he's trying to please me.
It's just that people in the past were not qualified to let grandpa do this. They didn't deserve it.
In the end, Qian Renxue failed to return to Wuhun Palace and was blocked by Qian Daoliu from going back to Tiandou City, asking him to buy two more pairs of good-looking clothes.
You need to have a good exchange of feelings with Luo Yu.
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The next morning.
The bright sun rising in the east casts golden light and shines into the hotel room.
The room was full of messes.
A torn long skirt, stockings, and a pair of fallen high heels.
When Luo Yu woke up from his sleep.
Cover the beautiful people around you with quilts.
He walked quietly through the crowd, put on his clothes, walked out of the house, and arrived outside the hotel.
Looking at the endless stream of Tiandou City residents and various vendors on the street in front of the hotel, the corner of his mouth curled up.
Thinking back to what happened last night.
It gives a full sense of accomplishment.
He didn't expect that his body would be so strong now.
The body was forged by the golden lotus that transcended the tribulation, the physical enhancement brought by the Dragon God's martial spirit, the blessing of the Dragon King's soul bone, the tempering of the divine source, and various heaven-defying opportunities elevated his physical body to the realm of true gods.
With one against ten, there is no pressure, and even more strength.
What success can be compared to conquering one's own women?
Luo Yu's eyebrows rose, feeling that A Wu and the others might not wake up before noon.
His eyes were fixed on a steamed bun shop on the street. The steaming basket was filled with white steamed buns lying inside.
I walked straight over, bought one, and walked back while eating.
When he walked back to the door, he was stunned.
I saw a golden figure.
(End of chapter)
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