Chapter 55           

This pressure.

This momentum.

It is definitely only owned by the Ninth-grade Great Martial Sect, or even... it may be a terrifying existence at the peak of the Ninth-grade!

Yan Tingshan's mind was about to be hit.

The ninth-grade Great Wu Sect looks at the whole country, no... there are not many people in the world, and the ninth-grade peak is even rarer.

The possibility of appearing in Haitang Mountain is even smaller.

so……

This person in the dark is Fairy Flower!

"hateful."

Yan Tingshan cursed in his heart, is it really related to Fairy Flower?

It’s a pity that I finally found a blessing in the world and wanted to give up like this!

The masters in the early eighth grade did not dare to move at all.

Wang Liu, a disciple who was only at the peak of the sixth grade, was even more unbearable. He felt like he was carrying a giant mountain on his shoulders, which made his knees weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

This is not the end.

Under the shocking pressure, Wang Liu could clearly sense that his muscles and bones were collapsing inch, and he would soon die of a disaster!

"Master, save me!" Wang Liu roared.

Yan Tingshan was sweating in cold sweat on his forehead. Now that he is unable to protect himself from the clay Buddha crossing the river, how can he save his disciples?

But strangely, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Wang Liu collapsed on the ground.

"Senior, I have no intention of disturbing you, so I'll leave now!"

Yan Tingshan, who was pale-faced, clasped his fists and spoke respectfully. How could he have the energy he had before and said that he must have this place?

Seeing that no one in the mountains responded, Yan Tingshan picked up the disciple's collar and left quickly, and stopped from afar.

I only saw fog suddenly rising from Haitang Mountain, and the fog was hazy and covering the near sea.

People.

They are all realistic. Although the spiritual veins of Haitang Mountain are amazing, they must be enjoyed with life.

After all, there are still few fools who touch the stone after all.

"Master, is Hua Xian in Haitang Mountain?" Wang Liu coughed out a mouthful of blood and said hoarsely.

"uncertain."

Yan Tingshan's vision was low: "But there must be Dawuzong here."

He cursed and said, "Special code, when will the ninth-grade Great Wushu Sect be so worthless?"

But later the complaints were so small that even the apprentices around them couldn't hear them.

Yan Tingshan is also a Wuzong, and he is very clear that as his realm improves, his five senses will increase exponentially.

If the Great Wuzong heard it, maybe I will explain it here today.

"Let's go, it's good to be lucky to be able to save your life."

Yan Tingshan sighed: "Maybe Fairy Flower has really entered the Divine Sect..."

"hiss!"

Wang Liu took a deep breath, but because of his serious injury, the cold breath made him cough violently again.

I was in a mess for a moment!

...

The clouds and mist are shrouded in a fairyland, like the Begonia Garden.

Xu Lai stood on the balcony, stretching out his hands to touch the big guy in front of him.

Um.

A divine dragon transformed into a spiritual vein was dark all over, and its body shrank to only one meter short.

It squinted its eyes and enjoyed the caress of Xu Lai's palm. It was the one who exuded shocking pressure just now.

"If you can, don't kill people, just shock them. Just shock them. I don't want to be stained with blood here." Xu Lai said calmly.

"Woo." Shenlong nodded his head very lively.

"Go."

Xu Lai waved his hand, and the dragon got into the fog again.

Xu Lai's thoughts drifted away.

My daughter and wife have to live here for a long time. Xu Lai doesn't want them to see the blood in the mountains. It's so scary.

"The dragon vein spirit is warmed day and night, and after slowly adapting, they will not resist when they move to the Immortal Realm or Heaven."

Xu Zi-speaks to himself.

From the moment the dragon vein was formed, he took every step forward, which was not only a great formation for protecting the house, but also laying a good foundation for the cultivation of his wife and daughter.

at this time.

With the retreat of the eighth-grade Wu Zong Yan Tingshan, the other martial arts masters who have been paying attention to here are silent at this moment.

No one chose to force himself, and he left with tactfulness.

At the same time, the Martial Arts Association issued a ban—

Not a ninth-grade master, you cannot enter Haitang Mountain!

This is a respect and show of kindness to the master behind Haitang Mountain, and it also protects those warriors of low-level realms.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Ruan Tang and the three girls finally returned home. They were lying on the sofa at the same time. They were so tired that they piled up all over the floor.

"Xu Lai, I discussed it with Yiyi. She likes the style of Chinese courtyard very much, so there is no need to redecorate it."

Ruan Tang said lightly: "I decided to save you 20 million yuan in decoration expenses. When Yiyi gets married, she will redecorate the house and use it as her daughter's dowry."

Hundreds of millions of luxury houses are used as dowry...

Ruan Lan shed tears of poverty: "Yiyi, I will rely on you to raise my aunt in the future."

"No prospect."

Ruan Tang kicked her sister and looked at Xu Lai again: "What do you think?"

"Listen to you, you are the head of the family." Xu Lai smiled.

I don't know why.

Ruan Tang felt inexplicably warm, but she remembered that Xu Lai deliberately kissed her not long ago...

While his pretty face flushed, he also felt cold: "That's it."

"By the way, Ruan Lan, I contacted the moving company. Please help me watch it tomorrow. You must pack up the apartment as soon as possible." Ruan Tang said again.

"As for orders, my sister."

...

The next day.

Eight in the morning.

Thirty luxury business cars parked at the entrance of Xinghe Kindergarten.

Each car only carries one family with daily necessities for the next three days.

It is so luxurious that passers-by are sighing that being rich means being willful.

After signing the disclaimer agreement, many families rushed to Jiuye Mountain.

Xu Lai, wearing a shirt, beach pants and a pair of flip-flops, sat in the last row of the business car.

He looked at his wife, who was sitting beside him, wearing a fairy-like dress, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"

Oh.

Ruan Tang pulled the corners of her mouth, and the man's mouth was a lie, but she didn't believe it.

They came late, at the end of the convoy.

But the problem is-

Why does the family of three have more money to laugh in the car!?
To be continued...