Worldly Stunning Blade

The old voice came from outside the door. Michaelton was like an electric shock. The whole person suddenly bounced up from Ling Feng's arms, and then pushed Ling Feng out with both hands, and fell on his horse.

"Feng, are you all right?" Mitchell pushed, but he used a lot of strength. Seeing Ling Feng's embarrassed appearance of getting up from the ground, Mitchell couldn't help shouting, hurried forward to help him up and asked nervously.

"It's all right!" Ling Feng shook his head with a bitter smile and pushed it like this. At most, it's a little ugly. It's impossible to hurt anything. It's just that it's lingering. There must be no way to continue, "let's see what the old attic wants from you first!"

"Hmm!" Mitchell stretched out his hand and closed the hair that had just been scattered because of passion. The blush on his face flashed away, restored his usual grace, and then turned his eyes to the door, "old cabinet, come in!"

When Mitchell helped Ling Feng to get up, he had lit all the lights in the bedroom. Although they were dim lights, they would not appear very dim after they were lit.

"This is the king's bedroom. It's not polite for the old slave to come in. The old slave is at the door of the bedroom!" the old and bent figure appeared at the door again. It's still so respectful and polite that people can't find any problems. The old cabinet hung his hands naturally beside him. Although he looked a little shaky, his voice was very loud, "Wang, the current patriarch of the Youxia family is visiting!"

"Grandet?" Mitchell frowned. How could this miserly guy come to the quiet night palace?

Grandet was the most stingy patriarch in the history of the Eurasia family, which also led to the decline of the modern Eurasia family. If you think about it, when a clan leader talks with other families, his clothes are not ragged, but they are definitely the most common thing in the whole Hai clan. Let's forget it. Every time we negotiate, we will secretly ask each patriarch: "do you have any change with you? I'll buy something later. I only have gold coins..."

The most hateful thing is that bargaining is a normal thing in business negotiations, but absolutely no one will go too far as Grandet. He desperately wants to take advantage of it, even half a dime. However, it makes sense to think about his appearance that people want to give away money.

Over time, few people would like to do business with Grandet. Grandet's son is handsome. Euscia is a relatively off-line person. He is only interested in art and nothing about business. Many people are lamenting that such a large euscia family has ushered in an era of decline after reaching the top again, and grandi euscia and handsome euscia will completely push the euscia family into the abyss.

Mitchell also hated Grandet, because every time Grandet came, the first thing he did was to cry for poverty, and the second thing was to borrow money. Even if there were no problems with the family's expenses, he would borrow money. It seems that this has become a habit of Grandet. It's not that Mitchell is reluctant to give up the money. You know, there are many treasures in Mitchell's quiet night palace. It's enough for the euscia family to spend one or two at random for a period of time, not to mention the tribute from other races in the deep sea every year - this tribute is not required by Mitchell, but because of their respect for Mitchell, Every year, he will consciously pay tribute to some of his income and some rare treasures. As the strongest God level master in the deep sea, Mitchell is absolutely eligible for this treatment.

After listening to Mitchell's brief statement of grantee, Ling Feng couldn't help laughing bitterly. Because Mitchell didn't know that there is a well-known "grandstand" in Lingfeng's hometown - earth, and it is also the same stingy and stingy.

"I'll go and see what that guy wants to do. Old Ge, you can show Ling Feng around!" Mitchell nodded gently to Ling Feng, her eyes full of tenderness, but when she turned to face old Ge, her face regained that grace and indifference.

"Old attic, take Mr. Ling Feng around the quiet night palace!" Mitchell nodded to the old attic and went out of the bedroom.

"Mr. Ling Feng, this way, please! This is Wang's bedroom!" the old man stretched out his right hand. Although he didn't say anything too much, Ling Feng could still feel a serious warning from his tone.

"Er..." Ling Feng touched his nose. It seemed that it was a little inappropriate for him to stay in the bedroom alone. After all, Mitchell did not announce his identity like these people, so it was really inappropriate for him to stay as a man.

He stepped out of the gate of the bedroom and looked at the sparkling outside the crystal wall, but there was an old attic's monotonous voice that was always like a machine: "Mr. Ling Feng, please follow me this way!"

"So old-fashioned, not afraid of rust?" Ling Feng murmured in a low voice, but the pavilion was a little dignified, and Mitchell was not there. Ling Feng couldn't do anything special, so he had to follow behind the old attic and start a one-day tour of the quiet night palace.

"Mr. Ling Feng, this is our XX scenic spot. It costs XX. Look here..."

Oh, wrong. It's not a travel magazine. It's really not a travel magazine. Whoever says it's the author of a travel magazine will be angry. Therefore, there is no one-day tour of the quiet night Palace at all. The real situation is that Ling Feng thought that the old man would take a one-day tour of the quiet night palace, but the old man took him around and soon came to a garden.

The undersea garden is very beautiful. Many small fish swim around. Many undersea plants are planted on the ground. The gorgeous color is more exquisite and dazzling than the green plants on the ground, although it has no atmosphere. However, after the old man took Ling Feng to the garden, he no longer left. He just waved his hand. Ling Feng saw that all the scenery had disappeared, and he seemed to be in another space all at once.

"Domain?" as a supreme master, Ling Feng suddenly felt the source of the change, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the rickety old man in front of him.

Pop, pop, pop!

A sound like fried beans came out from the old man. With a few simple stretching exercises, the rickety figure was no longer, and a burst of fine awn suddenly broke out in some turbid old eyes, which looked very clear. This is still the old man who looks like a candle in the wind and is clearly a top expert.

"If you leave the quiet night palace now, I won't do it to you!" the old GE's voice hasn't changed. It's still as old as a machine. Ling Feng always thinks that the old Ge is not simple. From Mitchell's narration, the old Ge shouldn't be the trembling look just now. Now if you want to come, it should be that he pretends to confuse people at ordinary times. Now the old man in the attic is the real old man in the attic.

"What if I don't leave?" Ling Feng touched his nose. Do you look small and white? Otherwise, why does the old man in this attic look at himself like this? There are other reasons. In fact, people with a clear eye should have seen the relationship between themselves and Mitchell. Ling Feng absolutely doesn't believe that people like GE Lao can't see it.

"If you don't leave, I'll definitely make you regret coming to the deep sea!" suddenly, there was a magnificent momentum on the old cabinet, and all the air engines were locked on Lingfeng. Lingfeng vaguely felt that this momentum was very close to Mitchell and krulia. Although not God level, it is definitely the peak of emperor level, infinitely close to God level!

"I'm curious. Why are you so opposed to me being with Mitchell?" Ling Feng is not afraid of the old cabinet. He has broken iron teeth in his hands. He can still fight hard with broken iron teeth, but he is curious about why the old cabinet is so targeted at himself. He doesn't want to be unclear.

"I have my reasons for doing things!" Lingfeng couldn't help rolling his eyes. No, Mr. Ge, as a manager of the imperial concubine, is also a person who is good at observing words and colors. He is not so big as to put on such a big oolong. Doesn't he know what Mitchell will do if he hurts himself?

"What do you think Wang will do to me?" an ugly smile squeezed out of the old bark like face of the attic. "To tell the truth, I also know that Wang will be angry, but there are some things I must do! In a word, you can't leave? And I want you to promise that I won't see Wang again in my life!"

"Old man, do you think I'll listen to you?" even the clay figurine has three points of fire. Being forced by the old cabinet, Ling Feng is naturally unhappy. Originally, Ling Feng is the kind of person who respects me a foot and I respect others a foot. Now that the other party is not polite, Ling Feng doesn't need to give him face. Besides, this face is not for the old cabinet, but for Mitchell. So Ling Feng threw his mouth directly and put on a look that I just don't go.

"Then don't blame me!" a light flashed in the old man's eyes. Lingfeng immediately felt that the pressure in the whole space suddenly increased. A stream of sea water appeared out of thin air and turned into a strong column of water, rushing towards Lingfeng.

"Take out this little trick, old man, aren't you really old?" Ling Feng didn't put the water column in his eyes at all. With a gentle stroke of his right leg, a strong wind blade shot at the water column, and cut the water column in half.