The best immortal emperor

Chapter 35
As he said that, Li Ming shouted towards the west wing room: "Siming, come here and make a bow."

Tan Siming responded, ran out, imitated Li Ming's bow, and made a bow.

The sandalwood in the incense chair and the incense burner on the incense chair were bought by the aunt who was in charge of cleaning the house when Li Ming came back last time.

After visiting inside and out, Li Ming took Tan Xiaoling and Tan Siming away, not planning to stay here.

After leaving the gate, Li Ming took Tan Xiaoling and Tan Siming to buy some sacrifices, and prepared to worship at the graves of his grandparents, father and mother.

Arriving at the tomb of the old man, Li Ming took his family to pay respects before leaving.

After the worship, it was getting dark, Li took Tan Xiaoling and Tan Siming to the hotel to stay, and planned to visit Mr. Xialin tomorrow.

Mr. Lin wholeheartedly hoped that Lin Ruyu and Li Ming would have a good relationship. Now that Li Ming has found Tan Xiaoling and his son Tan Siming, he should give Mr. Lin an explanation.

Greater Khingan Mountains.

In the dense forest, two figures ran wildly at high speed, startling a burst of birds.

Fortunately, it was deep in the mountains and forests, and there were no other people, otherwise the way the two moved forward by leaping a few feet would definitely be regarded as making a martial arts movie.

Both of them were in a bit of a panic, their robes were disheveled, and there were leaves in their hair.

But the man running in front was even more embarrassed, his coat was torn, and there were bloodstains, obviously injured seriously.

The injured man was angry and shouted: "Master Fang He, what on earth do you want? You have taken away the blood coagulation grass, why don't you let me go? Do you want to kill them all?"

"Old Man He, don't talk nonsense, when did the old man take away the blood clotting grass? You quickly hand over the blood clotting grass, or don't blame the old man for being merciless!" Fang He shouted loudly.

"Old Master Fang He, don't bully me too much. Although this old man is not your opponent, if you die in a fight, even if you kill him, I will leave something on you forever!" Old Man He shouted coldly.

"Nonsense, quickly hand over the blood coagulation grass!" Fang He said stubbornly.

It turned out that since Old Man He stole the Blood Coagulation Grass from Baiyun Temple, Fang He has been chasing after him. There were several battles on the way, one of which was at Mingfeng Mountain, but in the end, Old Man He fell into it. Run away under the wind.

The old Fang He vowed not to give up if he didn't chase back the Blood Coagulation Grass!

"Old Master Fang He, don't bully people too much! I'm fighting with you." Old Master He yelled, turned around, and slapped Fang He with a strong palm.

Killing is nothing more than a nod, he is also a well-known ancient warrior, so how can he lose his temper after being chased by Fang He for seven or eight days?

The old Fang He chased after him closely, he couldn't wait for old man He to suddenly turn around and rush towards him, but he almost failed to avoid it!

"Take another slap from me!" Old Man He was furious, he missed another slap, the attack was menacing!

Master Fang He had experienced Master He's palm technique before, and it was extremely fierce, and it was by no means something that ordinary physical bodies could resist.Although he is the number one viewer of the Baiyun Temple in the world, he has some strength, but he is not yet able to ignore Old Master He's palms capable of crushing rocks.

(End of this chapter)