Unfortunately, within two days, they bumped into them again
Of course, they could actually pretend they didn't see those people, turn around and leave, even if they had to go further around, they would be willing to do so.
However, there is a Martial Saint, and the range that a Martial Saint can perceive is much wider than them. If a Martial Saint wants to stop someone, a Martial Lord or a fourth-level rookie will never be able to escape.
That's right, Yi'er has finally advanced again, but it's still not good enough!
"Grandpa, what on earth do you want to do?" Lou Qingfeng glared at the bearded Lou Wusheng, feeling the urge to commit parricide in his heart.
Lou Wusheng glanced at him and then at Yi'er, suddenly looking a little shy, which made Yi'er's eyes widen... "Little girl, I have something to say to this kid, you first
Avoid it”
Yi'er glanced at Lou Qingfeng who was extremely helpless, shrugged and walked away, a little further away, and then reached over without hesitation.
"Hey, brat, you and Yi Yatou go together and stay for two days after passing here to Baiyan City outside."
"Why do you have to stay for two days?"
"Those boys will definitely come to the Qingyun Festival... then, then..." Lou Wusheng was confused and hesitant again.
Lou Qingfeng obviously understood very well and glanced at Lou Wusheng with great disdain: "Grandma will come too, right?"
Lou Wusheng immediately became angry: "Stop talking nonsense, just stay if I ask you to stay. Don't you want your grandma to take a look at Yi'er?"
Lou Qingfeng glanced at him lightly, "Grandma has already seen it."
"Hey, when?"
Lou Wusheng glared at Yi'er angrily, but his eyes widened as well. Why didn't she know? When did it happen?
Lou Qingfeng obviously wasn't prepared to explain, but looking at Lou Wusheng, he still nodded: "Okay, I'll stay for two days, what else do you have to do?"
Lou Wu Sheng puffed his beard and stared: "It's okay, just tell her that Yan Linghe seems to be close to the threshold of Wu Sheng, and tell her to stop being so hot-tempered, or she will get into trouble by then."
Lou Qingfeng's face darkened a little, then nodded, "Why don't you tell her yourself?"
Lou Wusheng glared at him, and then glared at Yi'er from afar, "How could I, the mighty Wusheng, speak first? There's so much nonsense..." After that, he waved his hand, turned his head, and left.
He went very fast, he was indeed a Martial Saint... shaped like lightning, shaped like a horned dragon... cough!!