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Tianxuanzi really didn't expect that Song Leizi's family would have extraordinary wine brewed by Mr. Bu.

You must know that extraordinary wine is extremely useful for monks who understand the way of heaven. Even a small cup is enough to cause competition among the old monsters in the world of immortality.

Let alone a jar.

This has to make Tianxuanzi doubt the relationship between Song Leizi and Mr. Bu.

Of course, this relationship is not what you think.

It's a master-disciple relationship.

Fortunately, Song Leizi didn't tell anyone about the room of extraordinary wine in the backyard, otherwise Tian Xuanzi would really suspect that the two of them had some kind of unclear relationship.

"Senior, drink and drink!"

Song Lezi enthusiastically filled a bowl of wine for Tian Xuanzi.

Looking at the extraordinary wine overflowing from the bowl, Tian Xuanzi swallowed.

How much is wasted?

Although this extraordinary wine belonged to Song Leizi, Tian Xuanzi still felt it was a pity.

You must know that just the wine that Song Leizi spilled could fetch a sky-high price at an auction.

If Song Leizi hadn't been there, he would have wanted to lick up the spilled wine.

"Senior, I want to ask you something. You are a big shot in the world of immortality. Do you know my uncle?"

Song Leizi didn't know what Tian Xuanzi was thinking. At this moment, he rubbed his hands and asked with a smile on his face.

"Your uncle?"

Tianxuanzi looked confused and raised his eyes.

“Senior, just keep your word and don’t curse, okay!?”

Song Leizi coughed lightly. Although he knew that Tian Xuanzi was not scolding him, he still felt that there was something wrong with his words.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I wonder who the uncle you are talking about is?"

Tianxuanzi was a little unable to react at first, but when she reacted, she immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing.

"I don't know what my uncle's name is? By the way, my uncle's surname is Hong. He looks like a skinny old man. He usually wears sloppy clothes."

Song Leizi roughly described the appearance and characteristics of the old beggar.

"You said Hong Qi is your uncle?"

Tianxuanzi looked stunned.

"By the way, my name seems to be Hong Qi. Do you know my uncle, senior?"

Song Leizi slapped his thigh and said excitedly that although he did not get along with the old beggar for a long time, he sincerely regarded the old beggar as his elder.

"You and Hong Qi are the same family?"

Tianxuanzi did not immediately answer Song Leizi's words, but asked with a strange expression.ωωw..net

"Yes, although my uncle and I are not related by blood, we have a very good relationship!" Song Leizi patted his chest and said proudly.

"Then how did my friend know Hong Qi?"

Tianxuanzi still looked weird. He wondered if Hong Qi recognized Song Leizi as a junior just to build a relationship with Mr. Bu.

After all, Song Leizi has nothing special except for his strong blood.

"Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that my uncle and I met!"

Song Laizi slowly raised his head and looked at the blue sky. As if recalling the past, he briefly told the story of how he met the old beggar.

Tianxuanzi looked surprised when he heard this.

He never expected that Song Leizi would refuse the old beggar's invitation to become a disciple many times.

"Later!"

"My uncle said he wanted to go back to the sect and said he would be back soon, but it has been so long and there is no news at all. I don't know how the old man is doing outside. Did he eat enough and sleep?

Is it good?"

Song Lezi had a sad look on his face, as if he was worried about the old beggar's health.

"Little friend, you can rest assured that your uncle is doing well!"

The corners of Tianxuanzi's mouth twitched a few times. If Wu Xuanzi hadn't lied to him, the old beggar would be in a fairyland now. Would a person like this not have enough to eat? Can't he sleep well?

Of course, the problem is that ordinary monks don’t need to eat well and sleep well!

"Senior, your tone sounds like you are very familiar with my uncle?" Song Laizi asked curiously.

"More than just acquaintance, Hong Qi and I have known each other since we were young." Tian Xuanzi laughed and shook his head.

"We knew each other when we were young?" Song Lezi said with a surprised look.

"Well, about three or four hundred years old!" Tianxuanzi sighed.

Song Leizi: "..."

When you were young?

Three or four hundred years old?

Well, quite young.

"Then we have really flooded the Dragon King Temple, and every family no longer recognizes each other!" Song Laizi's voice was hearty and he laughed.

Perhaps because of their relationship with the old beggar, the relationship between Tian Xuanzi and Song Leizi became closer and closer unknowingly.

The two were drinking and talking.

"Dad, where did you bring this child back from?"

But at this moment, a pleasant voice came.

"Little brother, you look so cute!"

Before Song Leizi could say anything, Song Xiangxiang had already ran closer, blinked her bright eyes, and reached out to pinch Tian Xuanzi's face.

"Vanilla stop!"

When Song Leizi saw this, he quickly stopped Song Xiangxiang's behavior.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Song Xiangxiang paused and looked over with confusion.

"Second uncle, this is my little girl Song Xiangxiang. She is young and ignorant. If there is any offense to her, please forgive me!"

Song Leizi quickly stood up, pulled Song Xiangxiang aside, pressed Song Xiangxiang's head, and apologized to Tianxuanzi.

Song Xianghua on the side was already in a mess.

Second uncle?

What happened to her father?

You actually called a four or five-year-old child second uncle?

Is this the child's name?

"It's okay, it's okay. Those who don't know are not guilty!"

Tianxuanzi waved his hand, matching his cute little face, not to mention how cute it was, as if he was a child pretending to be an adult.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Song Xiangxiang looked at Song Lezi with a confused look.

"Daughter, this is your blind grandpa's good brother, you want to call him second grandpa!" Song Laizi explained in a low voice.

"ha!"

Song Xianghua's eyes widened, and she looked at Tianxuanzi in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Vanilla, right? Come over to Grandpa Second!"

Tian Xuanzi smiled kindly, turned her hand over, and a pair of earrings appeared out of thin air.

The earrings are very delicate, and there is a smaller blue gemstone inlaid in the earrings, which is sparkling.

"I didn't prepare any good gifts. I got this by chance. It can nourish the body and improve the ability to absorb and breathe out spiritual energy!"

Tianxuanzi handed the earrings to Song Xiangxiang.

now.

Song Xiangxiang was stunned.

How can you not know that the person in front of you is not an ordinary person at all.

"You silly girl, why are you just standing there and not thanking your second grandfather!" Song Laizi's eyes lit up and he urged.

"Thank you Grandpa Second!"

Song Xianghua took the earrings in a daze. As soon as she took the earrings into her hands, a feeling of coolness suddenly hit her body.

"Spiritual power?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Song Xianghua's eyes.



at the same time.

Extraordinary Escort Agency.

Ling He was moving things with a group of bodyguards by the river, but Patriarch Ling's mutterings rang in his mind.

"Xiao Lingzi, I always feel that something dangerous is about to happen. I think we should leave this town!!"


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