Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 539
The Forest King is the illegitimate son of Dugu Yidao, who has lived in Wuhun Continent since he was a child.

And the slave market in Time City is to protect the forest king.

I don't know what will happen if Dugu Yidao knows that the forest king framed the emperor in Wuhun Continent?

After being discovered...it must be, cheating with strength!
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The four little guys ran happily, the head of the Yan family and Yan Erji followed behind, no one dared to stop them.

Mrs. Ghost is quite satisfied with going out this time. They are all obedient and not very naughty.

Back in the courtyard, the little guy must be the first to look for Ling Yun.

Pat pat pat

After a few knocks on the door: "Papa, get up!"

"Eunuch Sun... is gone, big lazy pig, bad boy, sleep late."

The little guy pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

Beibei also went to shoot, and shouted: "Handsome Shushu, I'm getting paid."

"Aunt An is here!" Ji Wuxue said.

silence for a while
There was still no movement at the door, but the little guy started kicking the door bang bang bang, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

As soon as Mrs. Ghost entered the yard, she immediately stopped them. There was no one in there.

"Sissy, give me a hug from your godmother, your father is not feeling well, can we not disturb his rest?"

"Don't... woo..."

The little guy started crying, Mrs. Ghost was dumbfounded, did she say something wrong?
"Godmother, let us go in!"

"Brother is not inside!" Little Irene said directly.

She swept through her consciousness, and it was empty inside.

"Well, where is my papa?" The little guy asked, sniffling.

Just now she thought something happened to Ling Yun, so she was very nervous.

Ji Wuxue guessed: "Uncle, he must be cooking delicious food!"

"Really?" Beibei looked stunned, how positive is the handsome uncle?It's not time for dinner, and my saliva is drooling just thinking about it.

Mrs. Ghost wiped it, and said: "Godmother will not hide from you, he went to beat the bad guys, just to catch the bastards of little Irene."

Little Eileen nodded: "Brother is the best, I'm going to help my baby get revenge."

Having said that, the little guy was much quieter, sniffing, and ahaha.

Beibei was hungry and didn't know when Lingyun would come back to cook, so he could only take out a can of milk powder and share it.

Good guy.

Usually there are three spoons in a bottle of milk, but now they told Mrs. Ghost to put six spoons in it!
The seven elves were just outside the yard, only then did Sissy think of them.

The milky voice asked childishly: "Yan Mama, who are they?"

"Night Elf!"

"Will it shine?"

Little Irene immediately asked: "Glow? This baby likes shiny babies the most."

"Puchi, who told you that night elves can glow?"

"Oh…"

"Patriarch, let them in quickly!" Madam Ghost shouted outside.

The Patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Erji waved at the seven elves, signaling them to go in, but he retreated after seeing nothing happened.

Beibei looked at them curiously and said, "Godmother, they can talk obviously..."

"Well, I know what you want to ask, but you have to ask them." Mrs. Ghost pointed to the elves.

The youngest one was Liya, watching them drinking milk powder with eyes, swallowing saliva non-stop.

The biggest elf, Lilith, said, "We are afraid, so we dare not speak. Thank you for saving us."

"You guys are hungry. I'll give you an order right away to get you some food!" Madam Ghost knew from the way they looked that they must be starving.

After eating a stone table of meals, they were really stunned by their guts.

Afterwards, Mrs. Gui curiously asked about their origins, but they didn't seem to want to communicate more.

The helpless Mrs. Ghost had no choice but to give up, and the rest of the time was spent listening to Sissy bragging.

It's not bragging, it's just telling some small stories that Ling Yun and her usually tell, mixed with some of her unique insights, to pass the time.

The hearts of the seven elves were hot when they heard it, especially the Journey to the West that the little guy asked the six protectors to tell.

Mrs. Ghost laughed, disregarding her image at all, because Beibei was so funny, she kept imitating some strange movements.

Samurai City

Ling Yun dressed up as an ordinary monk, the so-called dressing up was two black lines drawn on his face, he was not as handsome as before!
The black hole was directly in the crape myrtle formation, and suddenly someone broke in, and the three elders of the later stage Wu family guarding the formation immediately surrounded Ling Yun.

A golden robe Wu Jinyou, a white robe Wu Yinyou, and a green robe Wu Qingyou.

The three are semi-monks. They were lay disciples of Putuo Temple in their early years. They have profound Buddhist teachings, mastered various martial arts, practiced magic, martial arts, and fairy arts.

"Little friend, listen to me, go where you come from! Don't make mistakes." Wu Qingyou persuaded.

Ling Yun shook his head!
"Third brother, this person's origin is unknown, his movements are unpredictable, it's best to be careful!" Wu Jinyou narrowed his eyes and stared fiercely at Ling Yun.

"Brother is right, this thief must be plotting to seize the Ziwei Heavenly Formation!" Wu Yinyou's eyes glowed with a demonic light, and he looked Ling Yun up and down.

Protecting the formation is their top priority. Whoever dares to seek it must be prepared to die.

Ling Yun remained silent, but an excited and weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stepped in midair, looking down at the ants on the ground like an elephant.

Some play!
These three old men are very powerful when combined, they can completely torture two Situ Haonans.

Ling Yun's blood boiled again.

Although I don't understand why they are willing to guard this formation.

Obviously capable, but doing it like returning to the countryside.

"Are you talking, are you dumb?" Wu Yinyou roared impatiently, without saying a word for a long time, like a fool.

Ling Yun suddenly turned and stared at Wu Yinyou!
Those are a pair of eyes like the abyss of hell!
And Wu Jinyou yelled loudly like thunder: "Second brother, be careful!!"

"Damn it!" Wu Yinyou cursed directly, being suppressed by Ling Yun's supremacy, he was pressed from the air to the ground without any resistance.

He felt as if a continent was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe. That force was also mixed with the fear of his soul, making him like a frightened ant, who could only bow his head and surrender.

boom boom boom

The entire formation space shook violently. After the practitioners inside woke up, they were all panicked, and they didn't know what happened.

"Little friend, you passed! You bastard." Even though Wu Qingyou had a good temper, he was burning with anger at this moment, pointing at Ling Yun angrily.

Ling Yun still had the same attitude...but he was full of coldness in his heart, because he hated people pointing at him and scolding him.

Wu Jinyou's palm ignited flames, and he slapped Ling Yun fiercely, making the air in the entire space scorching hot!

This is Wu Jinyou's Raging Flame Palm Technique. The flames are overbearing, and it is difficult for ordinary people to resist. They have already cultivated to the point where they can use them freely, send and receive themselves, and are proficient. According to Ling Yundao, the martial arts are about to become gods.

Wu Qingyou didn't hesitate, put his palms together, and what he was talking about was reciting scriptures.

A string of golden scriptures flew out of his mouth, instantly surrounding Ling Yun, and the redundant scriptures gathered into golden arhats.

(End of this chapter)