Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Zhang Linger laughed a few times.

Then he asked curiously: "I don't know what the old gentleman is doing here?"

Wang Xu pursed his expression, and after gathering the fishing rod, he didn't have any pretensions at all, and squatted on the ground directly, with two haggard palms in his arms.

After shrugging his nose, he said, "I'm here to find someone."

"The person you are looking for, sir, is Lu Shan?"

Ye Mujiu blurted out.

She subconsciously thought it would be Lu Shan, because Lu Shan had already expected the appearance of the old man, and how could there be such a coincidence in the world?
She doesn't believe it.

However, Wang Xu's next answer disappointed her.

Wang Xu shook his head, expressing his denial.

Then, his nose seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and he didn't care about the presence of outsiders. He wiped his nose with his sleeve, and the snot and saliva stained his clothes.

It seems that the faded places on the cuffs should be like this.

Although this behavior was very indecent, everyone did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.

Both eyes fell on Wang Xu.

Wang Xu didn't care too much. After shrugging his nose, he took out a small knife from his pocket, and there were a few small balls of mud on the ground emitting a strange smell.

"Forehead……"

They really did not expect that the old man would be so sloppy now.

Apparently, that little ball of mud wasn't anything clean.

After all, it was a young girl who loves cleanliness. Seeing this scene, she was somewhat uncomfortable, especially the pungent smell, so the two subconsciously took a step back.

At this moment, they suddenly thought that the grilled fish they ate before seemed to be from the hands of the old man...

amount……

The two suddenly felt a little nauseous.

However, due to sympathy, it was difficult to react, so I had to suppress my nausea and pretend to be calm.

This small action fell before Wang Xu's eyes, and his expression was obviously much more indifferent.

He curled his lips indifferently, and said casually, "The person I'm looking for is called Zhou Mu, I wonder if you know him?"

"know."

When Zhou Mu was mentioned, Ye Mujiu was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he asked, "Why do you keep looking for him?"

"You know him?"

Originally, Wang Xu was just asking casually, but after getting an affirmative reply, he became excited all of a sudden, his complexion became rosier than before, he stood up, and pulled his palms out of his cuffs.

Excited, he pulled Ye Mujiu's arm, rubbing his snot-smeared cuffs against Ye Mujiu's beautiful blue robe.

"Calm down... calm down."

The sudden enthusiasm frightened Ye Mujiu, and even Zhang Linger, who was on the side, was a little puzzled after seeing this scene, why the old man was so excited after hearing Zhou Mu.

Her gaze flicked back and forth between the two, but she couldn't see why.

"Calm down, hurry up, take me to him, immediately, immediately..."

Wang Xu was so excited that he almost pulled Ye Mujiu away, while Ye Mujiu followed him passively.

Don't look at Wang Xu's white hair and old-fashioned appearance, but his steps are very vigorous when he walks, even the young and vigorous Ye Mujiu is far behind, and after walking for a while, the fragrance is on his forehead sweat.

But Zhang Ling'er was simply left far behind.

Just as he was about to leave the gate, Wu Ming appeared.

Seeing Ye Mujiu, he just wanted to say hello, but when his eyes touched the old man who was about to have physical contact with Ye Mujiu, his expression changed immediately, his brows raised, and he yelled loudly: " You old man, you even dare to touch my people, you are courting death."

In fact, there were clothes blocking the two of them, and there was no physical contact at all, but in Wu Ming's view, this was no different from provoking him.

As soon as the words fell, the majestic aura around him swept out the next moment.

In just a short moment, there is a tendency to crush.

He didn't dare to attack rashly, for fear that the aftermath would hurt the weak Ye Mujiu.

Taking out this posture is just to frighten the blind old man, and by the way, to show off his prestige in front of Ye Mujiu, and perform a good show of a hero saving the beauty. If he can capture the beauty's heart, he will make a lot of money. sent.

but.

Ideals are beautiful.

The reality is very skinny.

After he assumed this posture, he thought that the sloppy old man would be shocked, but in the end, the old man's eyes showed a bit of disdain, and he began to chew on words, staring at him and saying: "You said I Is it the old man?"

What he hates most in his life is that he is called an old man.

Someone said this to him before, but he couldn't beat that person, so he had to give up, but now it's different, he can't take care of the old ones, can't he still be the young ones?

Under the powerful aura of the other party's eyes, the old man was still calm when he spoke, and even surpassed Wu Ming in terms of momentum.

This made Wu Ming's heart skip a beat.

Before he had time to react, the majestic and ferocious spiritual power around him suddenly fluctuated. Then, he heard a slap, and there was a red slap mark on his face. Under the slap mark, there was a stain. A little white thick liquid, a bit like a snot that hasn't been wiped clean.

Wu Ming was stunned, and stayed where he was, covering his face, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Now he is at least a martial artist in the Faxiang Realm, and there are several saints around him to protect him, let alone the humble old man in front of him, even the Heavenly Sword advocated by the Temple of the Sword God, I am afraid that he cannot get close to him, let alone Not to mention the loud slap in the face.

With this crisp applause came from afar.

Both Zhang Linger and Ye Mujiu were stunned.

But after a while, the two calmed down.

After all, as Wang Xu, he was able to sit on an equal footing with the domain king of God's Domain, and it wasn't too much to slap Wuming.

plop plop

Three figures appeared quietly, and after stepping out of the void, they came to Wu Ming's body in one step.

All three were dressed in white.

Although there is no trace of spiritual power around them, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that these three are strong men who hide their secrets.

These three are the saints who secretly protect Wu Ming.

Now that Wu Ming has been humiliated, as guards, they cannot escape the responsibility.

So, they showed up one after another.

"Do it."

One of them spoke softly.

Then the three of them approached the old man who looked harmless to humans and animals.

At this moment, the old man had already let go of Ye Mujiu, with a calm expression on his face, as if he hadn't restrained himself from the upcoming offensive. He picked out his nose, then kneaded the object into a ball, and put it on his fingers. Play around.

It looks disgusting.

But Wu Ming's face was very pale at this moment.

This can be said to be a great shame and humiliation. If it doesn't save face, it will be ridiculed if it is spread out. How can he, as the young master of God's Domain, gain a foothold.