Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1229 Acting like a spoiled child and compromising

Not far away, Gong Siyu's back froze, coldly disdainful, and sneered.

Ling Yu, who was planning to leave, suddenly remembered something important halfway, Sakai Gong Siyu took his hand and returned to the sinkhole where the old man stayed.

Gong Siyu didn't know what Lingyu was going to do, so he could only follow.

The old man was still in the sinkhole and didn't leave. When Lingyu and his apprentice candidate were back, he laughed: "What? Is it repentant?"

Gong Siyu had a cold face, looked away, kicked his hands in his pockets, "You think too much, I came with my wife, she is looking for you."

The smile on the old man's face disappeared instantly, his eyes were serious, as if he had never been confronted and despised like this.

There was a coldness in his piercing eyes, the vast and vicissitudes of life.

"What's the matter."

Seeing the spirit walking quickly, the old man asked blankly.

"Excuse me, do you know where the time **** quicksand is?"

Lingyu almost forgot that he had used up Emperor Baimei's Sand of Time, and promised that he would return it to him if he had a chance.

No, now is the opportunity.

She happened to be in the void.

"Quicksand? What do you ask this for?"

"I want to ask him for some sand of time, he owes favors, and he has to pay it back." The spirit is sly and respectful, and said truthfully.

Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows that had been flying into the temple, and snorted coldly: "He has always been cold-tempered and doesn't like to meet outsiders. If you ask for it yourself, you will inevitably come back empty-handed. I advise you not to think about it. The sand is precious, but not everyone can get it."

Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, and this old man was kind and peaceful just now, and looked like he was close to the people!

Why did he change his face now, a look of arrogance?

and many more……

The old man said just now... if she wants it by herself?

In other words, he wanted to tell her that if he asked for it, it would definitely succeed?

There seems to be something wrong, Lingkui felt.

She turned her head and glanced at her man quietly, her eyes turned to the sky, her face was beautiful and charming, but she looked arrogant as the old man could speak without disdain.

Looking at the old man...

The eternal vicissitudes of life, the vast and unpredictable eyes are immersed in arrogance and cold, like sullen, angry?

With his own consciousness and wit, it is impossible for Linggui to fail to see what is going on with this old man.

"Just tell me, how can I run myself and ask for some childhood sand for me? I promise to complete the task for you!"

Ling Gui faintly has a tendency to sell his own man. He knelt before the old man with a "puff", laughing innocently, very warmhearted.

The old man didn't seem to expect that Linggui would give him this trick.

Slightly surprised, then don’t have a deep glance at Gongsiyu, and from an angle that Gongsiyu can’t see, point to Gongsiyu in the direction of secretly, and then said in a mysterious way: "Crook is a chaotic disciple, inevitable He is extremely intelligent and should understand what the old man means."

"Understand! I understand!" Lingyu gave a thumb to the old man, "Wrap it on me!"

Then he got up suddenly, and ran towards Miyajiyu.

"Disi~"

Standing on tiptoe, the spirits encircled Gong Siyu's neck, and the voice was heartbreaking.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Gong Siyu was slightly startled, and glanced at the old man on the side. Seeing that he was so eager to see the spirit, he was so enthusiastic about him, and concluded that there was a ghost in it, but he still smiled very gently and hugged her. His waist was full of petting eyes.

"Do you still remember, because we owed Emperor Baimei a favor for looking for memory, I still wrote an IOU?"

Ling Yi snuggled into Gong Siyu's arms, rubbed his eyes, and looked up.

"Remember." A hand stroked Lingyu's beautiful face, his fingers rubbed the corners of his lips, Gong Siyu sighed, his purpose was too obvious, he seemed to expect Lingyu to do something.

"Now we have an opportunity to pay off the favor of Emperor Baimei, as long as you..." Lingyu turned his head and pointed at the old man, "Knock him in the past and shout Master, so that he will help us find time. God has taken the sand of time!"

"..."

"If you don’t want it, it’s okay. The big deal is to turn around and be caught by Emperor Baimei. He bit the two of us so hard that we have to go to some Longtan Tiger’s Lair to help him find a rarer treasure. Maybe I will do it for him. What's particularly excessive. I heard that the ghost market has become popular recently. It is to find a wife for the dead. Where are so many female corpses matching? Would you say that Emperor Baimei will let me pretend to be a target of **** in order to make more money? Go and make money for him? Then you have to lie in a coffin with the male corpse and wear a bridal outfit..."

The spirit was sly thinking, with a face of innocence, his charming little mouth, his white fingertips drew circles again and again.

Halfway through the conversation, Gong Siyu's face became increasingly ugly, as if he couldn't listen anymore.

"What a mess! If he dares to call you like this, I will demolish his shop!" After a pause, Gong Siyu looked down and squeezed Ling's chin, "I'll just kowtow to him, no You talk nonsense, otherwise, I will get angry."

Gong Siyu's words were cold and sharp. When the words fell, he felt that his tone was too strong and seemed a bit fierce. For fear that the spirit would feel wronged, he felt that he was fierce to her. He squeezed her smooth hair and slapped her in a big hand. With her small face, bowed his head and kissed, sighed, he really couldn't help her.

He walked towards the old man who looked unpredictable and majestic.

He took a deep breath, restrained his unwillingness, stood still, and asked coldly, "Even if I really want to kneel on you and worship you as a teacher, I still have to know who your last name is, what your name is, and who you are. ."

The old man sat domineeringly on the black rock, his majestic and grand voice echoed in the sinkhole.

"The old man's name is Sanqing, and he is an old acquaintance who is also an enemy and a friend of the sly teacher, Wutian, and both come from the realm of the gods. Don't worry, you won't lose face."

"Senior brothers are called, let's listen."

Gong Siyu realized that the old man in front of him had only vaguely said about it, Sanqing? He had never heard of a **** named Sanqing beside the sly ancestor Wutian.

"From the largest to the smallest, they are called Yuanzun, Laojun, Tianyantong, Guide Monk, and Miaofa."

"..."

Gong Siyu's face was cold and at a loss. He hadn't heard of any of them. He quietly turned his head and glanced at Lingshui. The result was the same. He shook his head and looked confused. God Realm has these. person?

But Gong Siyu didn't think much about it, for the sake of Guier, for the sand of time she wanted, kneel down.

The old man Fang Zheng didn't seem to be leaving when he stayed here.

Before thinking about it, Gong Siyu had a gloomy face, knelt on his knees, facing the old man, seriously kowtow three heads, and cried out coldly, "Master."

The old man laughed happily, raised Gong Siyu, and caressed his neat short hair lovingly, "Good boy! The old man is in the void now, there is no gift to give you, so I will take this with him for the time being. The Fenglong Jue you wear is given to you as a token."

(End of this chapter)