The First Strong Control In History

To know.

Since this time, Yuan Bei's five senses have been greatly improved, and the advantages brought by the advancement of race are too great.

Standing on the ground, he could even hear the gossip of a woman in a shop a hundred meters away.

but.

There is still a distance from the door to the back kitchen.

But he didn't sense any sound at all, as if this person appeared out of nowhere!

Not even a footstep was heard!

This is scary.

You know, with his current perception, even Xiangnan can sense some.

You are Xiaoxi's brother, right?

The old man looked at Yuan Bei, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he saw something outrageous.

Immediately, his complexion wrinkled again.

it's me.

Although Yuan Bei was surprised, he was not too flustered, and just nodded slightly.

He could see it.

This is definitely a boss!

Among other things, just standing here now gives him a feeling of being suppressed - this is not a deliberate act, but an instinctive reaction of a creature facing a higher class and a higher race than himself .

Not to mention.

Yuan Bei, who has the talent of [Adaptability], is extremely sensitive to this perception.

And it can make him feel such pressure.

There are only those kings who have completely walked out of the road of kings!

After all, no matter how strong Yuan Bei is, he is definitely not weaker than anyone in terms of race.

How outrageous!

Take a step to speak?

The old man said gently.

Yuan Bei nodded.

I talked to my parents who were busy at work, and the two of them naturally had no objections, so they went with Yuan Bei.

The two quickly sat down at a table outside.

I didn't expect Xiaoxi to have a brother like you.

Just as he sat down, Yuan Bei was a little puzzled by the old man's first words.

What does it mean?

The old man looked at Yuan Bei and said, Xiaoxi told me that he has an awakened brother, but I didn't believe it at first.

Yuan Bei scratched his head: Why?

Have you heard of some rules?

The old man said slowly: Children born in one birth, if there are strong ones, there will definitely be weak ones.

Xiaoxi's birth, logically speaking, his elder brother should be just an ordinary person.

Yuan Bei's heart skipped a beat.

Therefore, Yuan Xiaopang has strong luck and a natural god.

My brother is a non-chief and mediocre?

Ah... what kind of bullshit theory is this?

Never heard of it!

I am indeed his brother.

Yuan Bei arrived helplessly.

The old man's eyes flickered suddenly, but he used some abilities to wait and see.

He turned to look at Yuan Bei.

hiss!

The old man gasped at the time!

I almost didn't call it a good guy!

Good guy!

This luck is dark!

It's like reaching out and seeing that the five fingers are pitch-black and moldy!

Could it be bad luck wherever you go, something wrong wherever you go?

This is in the dimensional space. I'm afraid you will meet a full-level boss at the first level? !

He couldn't believe that he was still alive and well!

After a moment of silence, the old man's voice sounded:

I believe it.

You are his brother.

Replacement as fake!

Yuan Bei: ...

I always feel that you have done something very disrespectful!

The old man looked at Yuan Bei silently.

The heart said that this kind of luck can make it to this point.

Must have put in a lot of hard work...

Yuan Beidao: Let's talk about Xiaopang.

Ok.

The old man nodded: Xiaoxi has a strong fortune and can inherit my mantle.

It's also the first time I've found such a suitable person in such a long time.

Yuan Bei was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man, and said hesitantly, You, can you see his fortune?

Yuan Bei might not believe anything else, but when it comes to fortune, which involves metaphysics, he has to believe it.

After all, from the perspective of normal people, Yuan Xiaopang is just lucky.

The old man nodded: Yes.

After thinking about it, Yuan Bei still didn't say anything to show him his luck. He always felt that the result he got might make him a little uncomfortable.

You want to take him in as a disciple?

After thinking for a while, Yuan Bei said: You should know that Xiaopang is only a junior high school student now, even if he is accepted as an apprentice, he cannot go with you.

At his age, I still don't want him to experience too much.

Besides, I have been away all the time. To put it a bit selfish, he is in Lake City, and his parents at home are somewhat of a comfort.

Crisis is everywhere in the dimensional space, and no one can guarantee that he can return safely every time.

Especially one like me.

Having said that, Yuan Bei paused and looked at the old man.

The old man's kind face was also slightly frowned at this time, as if he was a little distressed: Is that so...

Yuan Bei suddenly asked again, I don't know your name?

The old man froze for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face: They all call me Mr. Yun.

? ? ? ?

Hiss!

Good guy!

Yuan Bei took three breaths on the spot!

Mr. Yun, one of the three lives? !

This……

silence.

Yuan Bei could only remain silent at this moment, hesitating for a few seconds, and suddenly a righteous look appeared on his face:

Sir, I haven't finished talking just now.

Although Xiaopang is still young, as a man, sooner or later he has to go out to face the wind and rain outside. How can a man hide in one place!

Apprenticeship, right?

No problem at all!

You come home with me now, and I'll take out all his luggage!

You take the person away directly, you can go wherever you want!

I think my parents can absolutely understand that a man should be his home everywhere.

Mr. Yun: ...

He seems to know a little bit why Yuan Bei is burdened with such luck, but now he seems to be doing quite well...

Then Xiaoxi...

rest assured!

He is very happy to have you as his teacher!

If he doesn't want to leave home, I'll send you even if he breaks his leg!

Mr. Yun waved his hands again and again: No need, no need...

I don't need to take Xiaoxi away either, it's the same here.

Yuan Bei nodded.

That would be all the better.

Sansheng is like the Mr. Ming he met before, he is a good talker.

There doesn't seem to be any sense of oppression, especially Mr. Yun's face, which looks like a Maitreya Buddha, which makes people feel no sense of distance at all.

This may be the reason why Sansheng is called Sansheng.

And he looked at Mr. Yun's face, don't sleep, and to some extent, he was somewhat similar to Xiaopang.

Could it be that the European gods are always surprisingly consistent, but the non-chieftains each have their own bad luck?

Things come to this point.

There is basically nothing to say.

Mr. Yun seemed to be very particular about these things. After talking with Yuan Bei, he went into the back kitchen to inform Yuan's father and mother.

Looking at this strong man who is at the top of the pyramid in the whole world, and talking happily with his parents, Yuan Bei still couldn't help but feel a sense of separation.

It can only be said that it really deserves to be Sansheng.

In the end, without stopping too much, he turned around and left, just like an ordinary fat old man, wobbly disappearing at the corner of the street.

Looking at the back of Mr. Yun.

At this moment, he felt the powerlessness that Zhang Peng treated him with.

I worked hard to draw a lottery, and finally managed to py a few big bosses, but Yuan Xiaopang just walked around the road twice alive, and this can directly py one?

Where is this going to make sense!

But he was also really happy for Xiaopang.

and……

If Xiaopang inherits the mantle of Mr. Yun, will his luck become more exaggerated in the future...

That's it.

Yuan Bei is still earning blood!

This wave, this wave seems to be Yuan Xiaopang's blood, but the wool professional household, the thigh emperor, and the leek emperor Yuan Bei may become the biggest winners!