Chapter 87: Playwright Possession(2/2)
The fat old man took a deep breath and said something serious and thoughtful. He felt a chill on his back. It was a good thing he didn't have hard sex that night, otherwise it would have been a lot of fun.
Well, I was shocked.
Zhao Yun smiled and finally felt relieved. He was fooling one after another. Judging from the fat old man's demeanor, this trick was very effective. The most important thing was that what he said was true, so the fat old man couldn't help but not believe it.
"The Heavenly Martial Realm of the Royal Family."
Zhuge Xuandao murmured, having heard the conversation just now exactly word for word, he took his seat as he was being called.
"The Heavenly Martial Realm of the Royal Family."
The fat old man was also muttering, he couldn't help but put his hands in his hands, and his eyes were particularly deep.
"Daxia Hongyuan?"
In the blink of an eye, the two of them looked at each other and said in unison, there are only two Tianwu realms in the royal family, one male and one female. Zhao Yun's master is obviously a male, he must be Hongyuan. As for Daxia, all the members of the royal family have names before their names.
There is this compound surname.
"When did you get out of seclusion?"
"That's an ancestor-level royal family. When we meet, we have to call each other "Master."
"This is scary."
The two old men, one hanging on the tree and the other sitting under the tree, talked to each other and talked endlessly. Especially Zhuge Xuandao, when he mentioned Hongyuan's name, he seemed to have forgotten his embarrassing situation at the moment.
There was also the fat old man, with the cool breeze still blowing behind him. That night, he was walking in front of the gate of hell! Even if he was injured, it would be easy to kill him at the Tianwu realm.
Is this an exaggeration?
Zhao Yun coughed in his heart, and the two old guys took their seats opposite each other. It would be easy to find him. If Hong Yuan really came, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Thinking of this, he glanced at the Moon God, who was quite comfortable, lying on the moon as if nothing happened.
Seeing it, he felt relieved.
There is a god in his mind. Even if Hongyuan comes, he will not be afraid. At worst, he will continue to cheat! With the Moon God around, he has enough confidence.
When he was thinking, the eyes of the fat old man and Zhuge Xuandao fell on him. The meaning of their eyes was still very obvious: You melon boy, you have cultivated so many virtues in your previous life, and you have become a master of the royal family.
Moreover, he is still at the ancestor-level Tianwu realm.
This means that we have to call you Junior Uncle! You are not a big man, but your seniority is not low!
Zhao Yun felt uncomfortable being stared at.
Look at Luna, the eyes of the two old men are a little slanted, my disciples, is it appropriate for you two to call me uncle?
Chapter completed!