After a few people left the room, Muyun's cool eyes were slightly faint, inadvertently looked at one of the rooms, picked up his eyebrows, and then smiled.

"Why, your excellency has not been able to appear in the play for so long, and he still wants to sleep on it?"

The voice of the cloud was slightly picky, with a bit of a sharp and invisible smile, staring at somewhere above the roof.

As soon as the cloudy voice fell, there was a faint fine wind sweeping through, and the hair rate in front of the forehead moved slightly, but in an instant of effort, there was a shadow in the room.

"Hey, little girl, the alertness is so strong, I didn't expect the old call flower I hid so well or was you found, interesting and interesting!"

The old man looked at the cloudy and smiled, and behind the messy hair was a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the clouds.

“It’s the forefathers, I don’t know what happened when the ancestors visited?”

Mu Yunxi naturally felt the strange breath above the roof, but did not dare to determine what kind of high person, but did not think of the original is this powerful predecessor, the cold glare slightly moved, looking at the old man smiled.

"Come on, you little girl don't have to come with the old name flower, I'm so literary, listen to the old call flower goosebumps!"

The old call flower looked at the clouds, looked at the ghostly little girl's face with a meaningful smile, always felt that people's hearts trembled.

His old name is also a lot of readers, who can't see, but he is in front of the ghost spirit little girl, he is really a little confused.

"Well, if that's the case, I won't be polite to you, old call Huazi, you say, what are you doing here?"

He heard the old man called the flower, left his mouth, and looked at the old man who called the flower with a bad smile.

But in my heart, it is clear that this old name is not coming for no reason, and this person cultivates extremely powerfully, even the people who are said by Jun Ling, Mu Yunxiang is even more afraid to look small.

"Little girl, the stinking boy with the thunder element beast next to you is also a thunder spirit spirit?"

The old man asked, looking at the clouds.

Mu Yunxiang heard the old call of the flower, slightly frowning, but a little alert, looking at the old call Huazi calmly asked: "You ask this what to do?"

"Hey, old call me the night stargazing I saw this Xuantong with the Thunder element spirit was born to receive, come, you first tell the old call flower, the bastard is not the thunder element spirit?"

The old man asked with the cloud.

“The recipient?”The old man called the words of the old man was a little stunned, knowing that the old name of the flower is a powerful predecessor, and this time I also thought about what purpose, but I did not expect to look at my own second brother, which is interesting, "Yes, my second brother is indeed a cultivator of the Ray element, but you want to be the master of my second brother?" 」

"That is, it is not the old name Huazi boasting, this occult continent has the ability to be your second brother master in this world is only the old name of the flower, your family two are rare Lei elements cultivators, this great talent can not be wasted!" 」

The old man looked at the clouds.

At this moment, it seems that in addition to the dirty, unkempt appearance, there is a little bit of the high sense of fairy duct bone.

But if he wanted to accept his second brother as a good apprentice so easily, he naturally had to take care of his second brother.

"Can't say that, this world is like a cloud, my second brother is very talented, and the rare thunder element cultivator, naturally worthy of a better master, you..." Miao Yunxiang's eyes swept from the old call flower, with a little thought, obviously a face of disbelief.

This suspicious look can suddenly annoy the old man called the flower son: " fart, the old call on the occult continent really don't believe that you can find another person who can be higher than the old call flower thunder element, you don't agree, Laozi personally went to the stinking boy, see him with the same disagreement!" 」

The old man called the flower boy to blow his beard and stare at the cold drink, and threw himself down the tattered sleeves and walked toward the door of the room.

"Squeaky", the door was opened, the old call to the flower to go, just saw standing in the doorway did not come in the cloud ink, this old man called the flower also staunted, staring at the door of the cloud ink, drink: "stinky boy you do not sound standing in the doorway want to scare people ah, come in, tell this stinky girl you are willing to worship the old flower I teacher!"

The old call Huazi reached out and mentioned it, and the cloud ink was almost unrelenting force and suddenly was suddenly swayed by a huge strong force, and the next second, the whole body was called the flower should be brought into the door.

The hand that the old call to the flower was unremarkable but could not be shaken, and even the clouds that stood on the side could not squint slightly.

I have to deny that the strength of this old name is indeed not generally strong, and if you can really accept the second brother, it is not necessarily a bad thing to let him go to the next level of the cultivation of the thunder element.

What's more, the Lei element cultivators on the Xuantian mainland were originally extremely rare, and the masters of the thunder element were even rare.

So thinking, the cloud returned to God, and the face was restored to a dull color, and continued to look at the old flower.

“I will!”

Although Mu Yunmo does not know how strong the old man in front of him is, and he does not know whether the old name of the flower is really able to teach his own thunder element of the spiritual skills, but he has to admit that Mu Yunmo wants to be strong.

He wanted to make himself stronger, strong enough to stand by the clouds to protect her, rather than every time there were clouds to protect each of them at a critical moment.

He also longed for the man who could shield the clouds from the wind and rain, and used his own strength to defend the clouds.

The direct opening of the thought of the cloud ink did not want to agree, but let the chatter of the old call flower for a while some reaction could not come.

"What you said, old man, this ear of the old name is not very good!"

“I said I would like to worship my predecessors!”The cloud ink looked at the old call flower, the face of the look of a serious, serious look at the old name of the flower.

The voice heard the old call flower face of the heart of the face of the flower, the body hand will be the face of the messy hair was pulled aside, a smile squinting happy said: "Haha, well, since you little boy worshiped the old call Huazi I for the master, it can not be regretted!"