My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

Latest website: With a "crack", a herring broke out of the water. He stuck out his slender and powerful palm like a bamboo joint. When he held his fingers together, the herring was easily taken into his palm and thrown into the small fish basket beside him. .

The raging storm couldn't shake him anymore, and this person didn't even mess with his hair.

If it hadn't been for Moroccan to bring herself behind this person, Wang Shuyue would be sure that she would not have noticed this person fishing alone by the sea.

He seems to have merged with the surrounding environment and become a part of this space. If you close your eyes, you don't even know that there is another person fishing leisurely in front of you.

When Wang Shuyue looked at this person curiously, Long Yi arrived.

Moroccan put away the red umbrella and arranged Wang Shuyue in the middle with Long Yi. The three of them fought in a row, quietly watching the angler.

I don't know if I think too much, but Wang Shuyue actually felt that the two men beside her were in deep awe of the angler in front of her.

For a long time, after the man caught another fish, he turned around in surprise as if he noticed the existence of three people behind him.

"Three things?"

With a peaceful tone, you can hear that the other party is a good-tempered person.

However, Moroccan's warning gaze was cast, and Wang Shuyue's reminding voice sounded in his mind:

"Don't look at you, don't be fooled by this old monster's skin."

Wang Shuyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, not daring to turn her head, so she slanted her eyes to look at Moraksha, only to find that the hand of the arrogant demon's head hanging beside her was already tensely clenched into a fist.

Didn't you feel any danger? Wang Shuyue was stunned.

The rain stopped, the wind receded, the dark clouds dissipated, and the blue sky and white clouds once again covered the sky, creating a beautiful picture together with the blue sea.

Long Yi pressed his tight throat, first glanced at Wang Shuyue, and then said:

"Shangguan, she is her niece and granddaughter, the surname is Wang, and the name is Shuyue. At the famous sword meeting the day after tomorrow, she will win the top spot, but..."

Speaking of this, Long Yi showed an embarrassing look that his children couldn't handle it, and he paused before continuing:

"She doesn't understand swordsmanship."

"I don't understand at all, but the courage is commendable." Ma Luosha added, with a joking tone.

Had it not been for the angler in front of him, he would have laughed out loud.

The corners of Wang Shuyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she glanced at him.

Moroccan raised her hand and rubbed her hair into a mess, showing a loving smile. According to the negative test, Wang Shuyue shivered, and hurriedly reduced her expression, doing well-behaved.

The fisherman stood up, his rickety figure suddenly straightened up, his tall body blocked the sun behind him, he turned against the light and looked over from under the hat, Wang Shuyue suddenly felt a huge pressure, subconsciously Go back.

But he didn't want Moroccan and Long Yi to shoot at the same time, blocking her waist and pushing her directly up.

"Fuck!" Wang Shuyue cursed in a low voice, but her body rushed to the tall figure uncontrollably, kneeling on the beach, almost falling into a dog and eating shit.

"His swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, granddaughter, my aunt has already helped you find people, but whether you can learn the skills, you have to rely on yourself."

After Moroccan jokingly said, he raised his red robe and disappeared to the shore before the murderous gaze of the angler came over.

Long Yi coughed and coughed, and said lightly: "That is his self-styled title, and it has nothing to do with me."

After clearing the relationship, he slipped away decisively.

After all, with his current status, he shouldn't appear in the Nether.

Wang Shuyue was dumbfounded as she watched the two men fled and left.

It was really uncomfortable to be lying on the beach, she was about to stand up.

Unexpectedly, the angler in front of him snorted softly, and the gravity like the top of Mount Tai suddenly struck, and Wang Shuyue's body that had just been propped up immediately sank!

She hurriedly got luck to her arms, propped up her body, avoided the body from lying down directly, and looked up at the mysterious fisherman in front of her in horror.

Unfortunately, from her perspective, he can only see his hands hanging beside him.

That hand is very beautiful, with distinct joints, but it doesn't appear weak, on the contrary it reveals a strong sense of strength.

Familiar?

Just thinking about it, the man's questioning sound came from above his head.

"Your name is Uncle Morasa?"

Wang Shuyue was taken aback, and immediately shook the pot, "He threatened me!"

She didn't dare to say that in front of Long Yi, but in front of the person in front of her, she felt that if she said it, Moroccan would not even dare to avenge her.

Sure enough, when the voice fell, I heard the man sneer and said: "It doesn't count as if the person who killed this seat is not counted. He dare to act as an impostor. He is so brave!"

Hearing this tone, it seemed that he was really angry.

Wang Shuyue couldn't understand the twists and turns between the three men. She only knew that her arms could hardly support the heavy mountain on her body.

"Senior, if the junior did something that upset you, just preach, I will definitely change it, but now...I can't hold it anymore!" Wang Shuyue gritted his teeth.

When the words fell, the pressure on his back was loosened in vain, and the mountain that was pressing on his body disappeared.

Wang Shuyue was shocked, followed by another joy, and hurriedly stood up, took a step back, and bowed his hands in a salute.

"Thank you senior!"

"I saw you only yesterday, you don't remember me so soon?"

A gentle joking sound came from before Wang Shuyue, and Wang Shuyue looked up and saw that there was only a plain-looking white-clothed boy in front of him. Where else was there an angler?

"Ah this!" Wang Shuyue was shocked to aphasia. She never expected that the swordsmanship experts in Long Yi and Moluosha's mouth were actually the white-clothed young man who generously invited herself to drink soup yesterday.

"Shang, Shangguan Haitang?" Wang Shuyue softly probed.

The other party smiled and nodded, then, the figure flickered, and the image of the tall fishing uncle reappeared. Wang Shuyue saw this flawless change technique with his own eyes, and was shocked for two seconds.

Shangguan Haitang bent down, lifted the fish basket, and pointed to the long fishing rod next to it, "Take it, let's go back to have some fish soup."

I didn't dare to ask ~www.readwn.com~ I didn't dare to refuse, Wang Shuyue responded oh, and honestly stepped forward and cleaned up the fishing rod.

This fishing rod didn't seem to have anything at first glance, but when I looked closer, it was more than ten meters in length.

Wang Shuyue had never done anything like this. She had only seen her father's fishing rod, which was unfolded up to five meters long. It was the first time she saw this kind of fishing rod over five meters.

But this does not trouble her.

Wang Shuyue greeted Yu Qilin in her heart, and with a wave of her sleeve, she wanted to put her hunch into space.

Unexpectedly, the fishing rod did not move, but stopped in place.

"Come on, this is a test for you." Yu Qilin analyzed.

Wang Shuyue was shocked and turned to look at Shangguan Haitang. The man had already walked out a long way, carrying the fish basket.

If she was still here and tangled with the fishing rod, she would have no one to see when she looked back.