Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 989 Ridiculous
"You want to abolish my cultivation?"

Tian Ermiao looked at it coldly.

"Ah."

Lu Ming sat down on a small stool and said, "It's really rare to have a late foundation cultivation at such a young age. Unfortunately, you're unlucky today."

"The fish in this river are very difficult to catch. The fish are very picky eaters, and they like people's hearts the most."

Lu Ming took out another fishing rod, "After sitting for a long time, I didn't catch one. I'm really angry."

Tian Ermiao said, "Why don't you catch any fish?"

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, "When you came, there happened to be a fish about to take the bait. Because you distracted me, the fish ran away. Do you think it has something to do with your ass?"

"One look from me can distract you, have you cultivated to your ass?" Tian Ermiao said coldly.

Hearing this, the gray-clothed monk hurried away from Tian Ermiao.

The brain is sick, it is purely a person who does not want to die!
This is how the Foundation Establishment cultivator talked to the Golden Core cultivator?
The gray-clothed monk secretly glanced at Lu Ming, and sure enough, Lu Ming's face changed color in anger.

Lu Ming stared at Tian Ermiao, "That is to say, you didn't take the initiative to come here on your knees?"

"There is no one who can make me kneel on my knees, and you are even more unqualified." Tian Ermiao said.

"Ha ha."

Lu Ming actually laughed, "Since you don't take the initiative to come here, then, for the sake of my heart, I can only do it myself."

Woo!
With a jerk of the fishing rod in his hand, the golden fishing line flew towards Tian Ermiao.

At the end of the fishing line was a silver hook, unusually sharp, emitting a cold light in the sun.

With the blessing of Lu Ming's Golden Core stage, this fishing rod is no longer for fishing, but for killing!

The gray-clothed monk seemed to have seen Tian Ermiao's end.

What happened?
The fate of death!
He felt that the fishhook could smash Tian Ermiao to pieces.

He shook his head slightly, wondering why there were so many lifeless things.

If someone clearly gave him the opportunity but still didn't grasp it, he deserved to die.

However, his pupils shrank sharply.

Because the fishhook didn't move in front of Tian Ermiao.

There is still one meter away from Tian Ermiao.

No, the fishing line is obviously long enough.

So……

The grey-clothed friar gasped.

The reason was that Tian Ermiao stretched out her finger and tapped on the fishhook lightly.

You know, the cold light on the fishhook is the blessing of the Golden Core stage, and it can be touched by the foundation cultivator?
You can't die if you touch it?

Tian Ermiao not only did not die, but the fishhook flew upside down.

"Ok?"

When Lu Ming opened his eyes, he added more strength to his hands.

The hook has a tendency to fly to Tian Ermiao again.

However, before turning around, the flames burst out.

There was nothing left of the fishhook burned by the red flames.

Then, the fishing line also burned and moved towards Lu Ming's right hand.

"What kind of fire is this?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

He actually had a taste of jealousy.

As a result, Lu Ming threw the fishing rod into the river.

boom!
However, the fire suddenly flourished in the water.

Burn the fishing rod and fishing line completely.

This is not over yet.

The surrounding drinking water was "cuckling" and bubbling.

The water actually boiled!

Lu Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.

The grey-clothed friar even sat down on the ground.

He was terrified.

If, just now, when he was yelling, Tian Ermiao released this fire, he thought he would not even have bones left...

I have never seen such a powerful foundation cultivator.

He is in the late stage of foundation establishment, so he understands the gap between the late stage of foundation establishment and the golden core stage.

In his eyes, Tian Ermiao, who was much younger than him, was able to burn the fishing rod in front of Lu Ming, a cultivator at the Jindan period!
terrible!

However, he got up suddenly.

When Lu Ming was fishing, he didn't like to be disturbed by others, and Lu Ming's fishing rod was even more taboo. Usually, others couldn't even touch it.

Now, the fishing rod is burned.

How could Lu Ming let it go?

But no, Lu Ming was trembling all over, he was angry.

Lu Ming stared at Tian Ermiao with a pair of eyes that seemed to be bursting with flames.

He said: "The method is good, but you used it in the wrong place!"

Listen, Lu Ming's voice is trembling, his tone is extremely low, one can imagine how angry he is.

Tian Ermiao didn't care at all, he said, "I just want to go in."

"You came at the wrong time." Lu Ming's voice was cold.

"Oh." Tian Ermiao smiled, "No one is allowed in and out when you are fishing?"

"Can come in and out, but don't get my attention."

Lu Ming said: "Today you are the third person who caught my attention, and the first two became bait."

Hearing what Lu Ming said, Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes.

Tian Ermiao himself has killed many people, but he will not kill for no reason.

The middle-aged man in front of him just relied on his cultivation to kill people indiscriminately.

Such a person would usually die if Tian Ermiao met him.

But, as I said before, he misses Lu Yao's love.

Since Lu Ming and Lu Yao are both from Baoge, he doesn't plan to use the killer.

Tian Ermiao said: "Catch your fish honestly. I entered the central area and nothing happened."

Tian Ermiao was giving Lu Ming a chance.

However, in Lu Ming's eyes, this opportunity is like his fishing rod being burned.

What a shame!
Another fishing rod appeared in his hand.

This fishing rod is very different from the previous ones.

The rod is white, the line is black, and the hook is a palpitating red.

Moreover, the fishhook is particularly large, just like the claws of a big eagle.

The aura of golden core exuded from Lu Ming's body.

The breath is suffocating.

The gray-clothed monks all retreated into the city gate, but they still couldn't bear it.

However, Tian Ermiao, who was also in the late stage of foundation establishment, stood there naturally, and he casually glanced at the distinctive fishing rod.

After her eyes fell on the monk in gray, Tian Ermiao sighed slightly.

He held the pass high.

Lu Ming was slightly surprised when he saw the word "Baoge" engraved on the pass.

But soon, he sneered, "I don't care which city's Baoge you got this pass from, and I don't care what kind of connection you have with Baoge, but..."

"Since what you took out is the passport of the treasure pavilion, I spare your life. After I find out that the passport was given to you by the treasure pavilion of that city, I will take the owner of the pavilion to die with you."

Woo!
As before, the fishing rod flicked, and the huge hook attacked Tian Ermiao.

The reason why Tian Ermiao took out the pass was to give Lu Ming one last chance.

Since he was not sure, Tian Ermiao had nothing to say.

His fingers flicked lightly.

A red dot flew out.

landed on the hook.

However, the hook was still coming towards him.

Lu Ming snorted: "Your flame is indeed very special, but my fishhook has been refined for 81 days with spiritual fire before it took shape. Do you think you will burn my fishing rod?" gone?"

"ridiculous!"

(End of this chapter)