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Chapter 11:I accept disciples? No, I want to adopt a grandson

“What am I going to do?”

The old man asked, his old face is smiling, and his eyes are even more profound.

"The little guy, you don't cultivate, but you have such a perfect body, can you tell me why."

The Word.

The sky looked stunned.

Then there was a look on his face. First-class station starter

It wasn’t him pretending, it was really embarrassing.

For the wonderful old man's behavior, he actually already had an idea in his heart, the answer is obvious, is to get the body for himself, and only this can be explained.

But God didn’t think of anything at all.

That is their own situation, this obviously too strong and strange old man will not see.

Do you just feel like a non-cultivated person?

A strange body strong perverted?Oh, and strong perverted people.

Dao Tianjun's heart is really a little embarrassed, he looked up at the wonderful old man, the heart has already calculated, "early before answering, I want to know who you are."

"Yes, mentally well."The strange old man nodded.

“My name is Fu Xuan, and as far as identity is one of the guardians of the desert people.”The old man smiled, and immediately pointed to Dao Tianjun's left breast, the natural totem said, "I am more special, I do not have such a thing as you."

With a white beard, the strange old man suddenly thought of something, laughing.

“I am not a native of wasteland, but I am a legend, the first person ever to enter the wasteland, and you can think that I am the son-in-law of the wasteland.”

The eye twitches.

If you can say so much, you are a legend.

“My guardian of the wilderness?”The heavens did not dwell too much on that question, and it looked sorely.

The old man’s eyes flashed, “Don’t you know?”It seems that you are not a member of a strong tribe, a member of a small tribe, or even a village scattered in the wasteland.”

In a short sentence, the wonderful old man judged the possible birth of the Taotianjun.

"Yes, I am a man who lives in a village near the deserted mountains."The sky is not hidden.

"Then can you tell me what happened to your body?"The strange old man asked.

He immediately spoke and spat out a few words.

"The Dragon King made me do that."

At the same time, Dao Tianjun's face appeared excited, "Originally, I and my uncle came out for the Dragon King Festival and the che:n-g people's ceremony, but..."

He was already ready to speak.

In his words, in the narrated, he was originally going to be killed by the baboon, but in the last mysterious life, he was saved, and then he fell silent, and when he woke up, he appeared in this valley.

Then he heard the three-headed him in the valley.

Speaking of this, Tao Tianjun excited, he felt an invincible force, too strong, shaking the mountain, and then he fainted again.

In the middle of the speech, this time he fainted and saw the totem of the dragon king, the wasteland people.

When he woke up, he was like that.

"That's it, when I wake up, it becomes like this, yes, I vaguely remember, the dragon king gave me a stone-looking heart flower."God said.

It can be said that the truth and the false are half-dozen.

The real lie is that there is truth in it!

It is elusive.

The most important thing is that God is gambling.

He lived in the wasteland, saw many things, it can be said that for the dragon king, no one dared to blaspheme, it is precisely because of this, the dragon king sacrifice will be particularly valued.

The dragon king guards the human race from being killed by the beast, and the man is naturally grateful to the dragon king.

So he is gambling, he is the dragon king said that things will be disguised as true, because no one will joke with the dragon king.

“Dragon King?” the strange old man looked surprised.

As strong as he had become heavy, his eyes glittered.

“You mean you woke up in this valley?”The old man’s eyes rolled his eyes and spoke.

Looking at the crystal in the eyes of the old man, like the nine sun god, it is as if it can burn the soul of the person.

The Word.

The sky is full of light, and the focus is on the head.

“Yes.”

The old man took his eyes back.

He was already able to confirm that Tao Tianjun would not lie to him, and that he had just used a kind of magic.

If someone lies in front of him, the eyes of God will sting each other's spirits, that kind of pain, he knows better than anyone, the younger generation will definitely not resist, even the older generation is only a few people.

At this moment, Dao Tianjun was calm, and there was obviously no pain.

Of course, the pain has long since disappeared.

What is pain?Can you eat it.

"Dragon King, this mysterious valley... will not really be the Dragon King creating a special human race."The old man muttered in his heart.

At last he looked into the great rock of the valley, like the stone of the sword of a sword.

At this moment, I noticed.

There is a look in the eyes of the old man.

This valley seems very unusual, more mysterious than he expected, so that the wonderful old man can show such a look, will it be a normal thing?

Suddenly, he felt a hot look.

That kind of eye makes the sky cold, the old man has to think about himself?

"Little fellow, I have a good offer, and you will listen."

The old man looked calm.

He looked at the old man with his eyes, and he looked at the old man.

“Your old man wants me to be a disciple?”

Listening to this sentence, it was the strange old man who stood still, and he shook his head.

“Do I take the student?No, I'm going to take a grandchild, and I'll make a good proposal."A wonderful old man, you have a very cheap boy's face.

God is speechless.

My grandson, I go, white beard everywhere to collect my son is already very strong, now, I even know a grandchild of the wonderful old man.

"Well, I'd like to have a grandchild like you."

The old man smiled, or that kind of mean expression.

"You want me to be unwilling."

God’s heart is groaning.

"How about it, your grandson," said the strange old man with a smile, "Yes, grandson, in fact, if you don't accept this proposal, I have another proposal, that is, I am now slaughtering you."

The strange old man sighed.

"It's a pity that I have lost a good-natured son."

Dao Tianjun looked at the half-cut knife he had placed on the ground, and he was speechless, and at this time he really wanted the white stone knife to enter and the red stone knife came out.

"My son, as a newly grown doll, it is not impulsive, the idea of shā're:n is wrong, the present age is a harmonious years."The strange old man laughed.

"In fact, you do not suffer at all, if you are really willing to agree to my proposal, then you and my grandfather and grandson join hands, not to mention the wasteland, that is, Beidou, flying fairy starland, and even the whole starry sky is our master and grandson's world."

He spoke again, uttering a vast blueprint in his words.

“A promise my proposal?”

The strange old man laughed.

Listen to this sentence, the look of God can be changed again and again.

In the end, he was really speechless.

This old man is really amazing, mouthful to say shā're:n is not good, then how to kill themselves to threaten themselves, the most important thing.

Can the old man hold you in his hand and take away the half-stone knife that stands on my neck?

Let’s talk about something...

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