Griefly, "Is it your dead pig's head that moves your hand?"
Yuan Miaomiao looked innocent and raised her hands.
"Qing'er, it's not me!"
"Who else can you be if you are not? Could it be..."
Bang!
Wen Qing'er's head tilted and fell to the ground.
This time, half of the face was distorted.
Covering his face with both hands, the nosebleed involuntarily.
He turned around and looked at Yuan Miaomiao.
Seeing Yuan Miaomiao holding his hands up, this time I really believed what Yuan Miaomiao said.
His eyes also began to become frightened.
He knelt on the ground with his hands covering his face and looked around in panic.
He looked like he saw a ghost in broad daylight.
"sister..."
Wen Wan'er looked around and felt a little scared.
This method must at least be a half-step start toward the Yuan Dynasty.
Yuan Miaomiao pointed to the direction of the hot spring tentatively, "Can it be that Ninth Young Master do it? You have said bad things about him all the time."
Wen Qing'er covered her face, "Don't fart! He has this method if he has a few pounds, and I'll do it again..."
Bang!
Wen Qing'er's head tilted and crawled on the ground.
Tears burst out.
Wen Wan'er turned around and scolded Wen Qing'er angrily, "Stop talking!"
Looking around, Wen Wan'er was not sure if Wang Han did this, but based on her understanding of Wang Han's brief contact, Wang Han was really able to do this.
But... Wen Wan'er doesn't believe that this method can be achieved by Wang Han's realm.
The direction of the hot spring is one kilometer away.
It is true that Wang Han is a genius, but his hands are not able to stretch out so long.
Yuan Miaomiao guessed, "Can it be that the Ninth Young Master secretly brought bodyguards and other moves? Qing'er has said so many bad things in the past half day, and I may not be sure to take action if I hear the Ninth Young Master's report?"
This explanation is very reasonable.
Wen Wan'er angrily scolded Wen Qing'er, "Why don't you apologize to Mr. Wang!"
Wen Qing'er was afraid of being beaten. Even though she was dissatisfied with her heart, she still covered her face and knelt on the ground, "I was wrong, I will never dare to say bad things about the Ninth Master again!"
Never beaten again.
This made several people very sure that what Yuan Miaomiao said just now was true.
Wen Wan'er looked around and wanted to find where Wang Han brought the person hidden in the dark.
Wen Wan'er has seen the ability of the Ten Masters. As the prince of the Ten Masters, it is completely reasonable for Wang Han to go out to take over a master.
Wang Han in the hot spring smiled a little.
This move is really too cool.
When you meet those little Karamis, even if you can't get the head of a thousand miles away, you can easily get a thousand meters away.
This free trip was not in vain.
Both internal and external skills have been greatly improved.
Wang Han's sensory ability is twice as strong as before.
What we need to do next is to break through the state of mind of the Five-Balloon Realm. If the internal strength of the Five-Balloon Realm progresses slowly, Wang Han is not only talented, but also many times more diligent than many ordinary people. His family is not short of money, so he can do it.
Easily reach the Seven-Turn Vajra Realm.
Then there is also the mental method given by my father-in-law Wu Fa. After understanding it, you can enter the Secret Realm of the True Self and see what it looks like.
But somebody has velvet paper!
I also know the positions of several demons, so I can go over and have a few demons to temper my mood.
Hurry!
Wang Han went out to bathe.
Appreciate your strong body.
When I saw the bone-clearing knife, I wanted to hold it on Wang Han and couldn’t get it off!
Oh shit!
I really envy Su Qi!
Look around.
Ninety percent of the primordial qi of heaven and earth was sucked in this place, and it took at least one or two years to restore its original appearance.
Anyway, I have told Zhai Yueping several times before, so Wang Han can feel at ease, but Zhai Yueping said that you, the Lord of Penglai Pavilion, must always hold your foothold when speaking.
Wang Han went to the locker room, took a shower in his own independent dressing room, and walked outside with his clothes.
The old Pavilion Master lay down at the window and looked for a long time, and then sat down after confirming that Wang Han would not make any trouble.
Several people in the attic were fucked and silent.
Zhai Yueping still kept holding the teacup, "I'm so stupid, really."
Yu Guizhi picked up the blanket from the ground and shook it aside and spoke first, "Old Pavilion Master, are you sure he is the son of Wang Muhou?"
The old Pavilion Master looked out the window and was silent for a long time and said, "It's very sure!"
After Yu Guizhi paused, "If he was Wang Muhou's son, then there would probably be more than one ten-man behind him!"
The old pavilion master hummed and laughed, "The Lord of the Nine Ways in the World! He is worthy of being the son of destiny! The father of tiger has no dog son!"
Yu Guizhi looked out the window and said, "Old Pavilion Master, these ten guys are afraid that they are far less simple than we imagined. I told the Pavilion Master just now that the ten guys can have this sword too sharp, so I'm afraid that
It hurts ourselves, if we stop now, it will be too late!”
The old Pavilion Master picked up the blanket from the side and shook it again and spread it on his legs.
"Guizhi, do you know what the biggest difference between you and Yueping?"
"Please make it clear to the old Pavilion Master!"
The old Pavilion Master smiled and said, "Yueping is more courageous than you! If you just want to be stable, you can only do small business for the rest of your life, and risks and opportunities coexist.
Have you ever seen those who train horses, those who are very good at running, often start with fierce horses, but once the fierce horse is tamed, you will get a BMW. Of course, horse racing is also a technical job.
The Ten Man has already met this horse, it is a strong BMW. I know, what are you worried about? I’m afraid that the Ten Man will backfire us at that time, right! It’s undeniable that they are very likely to make a trap for our money.
Support them and then take a bite of us.
But so what? If our Penglai Pavilion cannot even bear this consequence, how can it develop to this day?
Yueping should have told you that we support not only the ten-man family. When chaos comes, the heroes compete for the way. At that time, it is equivalent to raising a Gu. We control these Gu insects behind the scenes and let these Gu insects swallow each other and fight each other.
Finally, choose the best insect.
Of course, during their battle, we will also secretly develop and strengthen our own power, and we are not afraid of not being able to control them!"
Yu Guizhi was stunned for a moment, "Old Pavilion Master, what do you mean..."
The old pavilion master smiled and said, "You are usually smart, why are you confused today? Penglai Pavilion has been rooted in the storm for thousands of years, so naturally it has Penglai Pavilion's own trump card! Chess pieces are chess pieces after all, and you may be the Di Wuji of these ten guys.
I don’t know very well that he was blocked by the king of Muhou, and he had the reputation of being half a son.
I really want to talk to him and see who is better!”
Yu Guizhi was silent for a moment and said, "Then what do you mean...the ten guys will give them as much as they want?"
"The most important thing in our Penglai Pavilion is money! If you want a horse to run, feed it some grass. If the horse eats more grass, feed it more. No matter how strong it is, it will be ridden by us sooner or later.
!
Yueping, he should be coming out soon! Go and meet him again, don’t neglect this Ninth Young Master!”
Zhai Yueping stood up after hearing this.
Yu Guizhi looked like she wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing this, the old Pavilion Master said, "Say whatever she wants!"
"Old Pavilion Master, I'm afraid the son of destiny is not that easy to control!"
The old Pavilion Master laughed and said, "Guizhi, you don't understand this. If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, the son of destiny must not be touched, but if it is a chaotic era when disaster is coming, the son of destiny will be miserable.
Very, look at that Wang Muhou, a man who is one step away from becoming a saint! No one dares to breathe in the whole world. That monster who is the best in the world will die early when the troubled times are coming! This is their fate in the troubled times
!
The son of destiny in the Dharma-Ending Age, haha, when the devil rages the world, what do you think of him at that time?”
Yu Guizhi shook her head and smiled, "What a pity!"
"What a pity?" the old pavilion master asked in confusion.
"The character of this young man is the best among all the young man I have ever seen!"