Those red hairs were as thin as steel needles, as bright as blood, very sticky, and still bleeding, but extremely soft, but the fingers seemed to have signs of rot.

Lin Fan was grabbed by the ankle, and he suddenly looked down, with strange eyes and a scary smile. However, before he could resist, he saw the red-haired arm forcefully pulling him to the ground.

Ouch!

Lin Fan suddenly roared, blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, and kicked his red-haired arms with both feet, but he still couldn't get rid of the terrifying power.

Then he was dragged under the bed.

…

"Grandpa is gone?"

Mu Nianyao came back, blinking her eyes and holding a marshmallow in her hand.

Ximen Hai on the side was carrying big and small bags with a look of helplessness on his face. He acted as a porter for this shopping trip and even hung bags around his neck.

"Um."

Mu Huaibei nodded and watched Ye Ning's car drive away. He spoke in an old voice, "When a dragon and a tiger fight, one of them will be injured. Is it that you don't know who is the dragon and who is the tiger?"

"Who is that person?"

"Mysterious."

"Grandpa even hid it from me!"

Mu Nianyao, slightly confused, took Mu Huaibei's arm.

"The God of War in the Northern Wilderness."

Mu Huaibei replied.

"..."

"Beihuang...God of War?"

"He's so young!"

Mu Nianyao stood there blankly as if struck by lightning, her face full of shock, her breathing rising and falling, her perfect body curves making people think.

She didn't expect that the young man she had ridiculed before turned out to be the invincible God of War in the Northern Wilderness!

So young, so heroic and upright, as if he were a god, and there was an inexplicable aura in his movements, yet he seemed so approachable.

Faced with his own ridicule, he just laughed it off.

She had always thought that the Beihuang God of War was a middle-aged uncle with unshaven beard and unkempt appearance, who must be at least forty years old. But now, Mu Nianyao felt that she seemed to be wrong, and how wrong she was.

I didn’t expect that the person I met tonight would have such an amazing identity!

"What are you thinking about, girl?"

Mu Huaibei asked with a smile.

"grandfather."

"Why didn't you tell me his identity in advance?"

"It hurt me just now..."

Thinking of what she had said to the Beihuang God of War before, Mu Nianyao's face was burning with pain at this moment, and she felt like she had been slapped in the face invisibly by her grandfather.

"hehe."

"Silly girl, don't think too much. The God of War in the Northern Wilderness is not so narrow-minded and won't argue with a little girl like you. Your parents will come over for dinner today. Let's go home quickly."

Mu Huaibei smiled and rubbed his granddaughter's hair.

"oh."

Mu Nianyao lowered her head slightly.

The smile and shadow of the Northern Wilderness God of War kept flashing through her mind. That warm smile was inexplicably contagious and made Mu Nianyao feel very comfortable.

"grandfather."

"Who is better, the God of War of the Northern Wilderness, or Brother Dragon King?"

After getting in the car, Mu Nianyao spoke curiously.

For Mu Nianyao, the Dragon King of Yanjing is her belief. The man who has been enveloped by the divine ring since birth is the person Mu Nianyao wants to marry in her dreams.

But now her faith has been shaken!

Mu Huaibei leaned on the back seat and replied with a smile: "When a dragon fights with a tiger, one of them will be injured. How do you think the Dragon King compares with the God of War?"

"this……"

Mu Nianyao suddenly looked suspicious.

"Grandpa, there is no way to compare these two people. Besides, they are not on the same level at all. He is the God of War in the Northern Wilderness. He is the best in the world, defeating the god-level experts of all countries and intimidating China. As long as he is around,

The countries will stay dormant obediently, never daring to cross the border!"

"It's just that I didn't expect that the majestic Beihuang War God would be so young. It really surprised me. He's not as old as Brother Dragon King!"

Ximen Hai drove the car and listened quietly to the conversation between his grandfather and granddaughter. Whenever Mu Nianyao mentioned the Dragon King, his face would occasionally flash a look of disdain, even a look of contempt.

In his heart, he is not worthy of being the Dragon King or carrying the shoes of the Northern Wilderness God of War!

It’s just a bug with a good family background!

On the other hand, Ye Ning returned to the hotel and the phone in his pocket rang. The caller's number was unfamiliar and was not in Ye Ning's phone address book.

Ye Ning took out her phone and saw it was an unfamiliar number, so she was about to hang up.

But he hesitated.

The call was answered again.

Zi La La.

Immediately afterwards, a harsh sound came from the other end of the phone, like the sound of a tape recorder jamming. After a few seconds, the sound gradually disappeared.

But no one spoke.

Ye Ning also chose to remain silent, put the phone on the table, turned on the speakerphone, waved to Qinglong, and then the two of them peeled oranges and looked at the phone.

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing for a while. Except for the occasional buzzing sound from the phone, there was no other sound. This scene was very strange.

beep.

Two minutes later, the unknown number interrupted the call.

"Who is so boring?"

Qinglong frowned, his eyes sharp.

At the same time, he stuffed another orange slice into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Ye Ning drank a glass of boiled water.

"God knows."

Ding!!!

At the same time, the phone rang again, and it was the unfamiliar number again. Then Ye Ning put down the water glass, looked at the unfamiliar number that called again, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

Qinglong's face turned cold and he stretched out his hand to refuse, but was stopped by Ye Ning.

Then the call was answered.

Zi La La!!!

It was still a harsh sound, but this time the noise was very brief, lasting only tens of seconds, and then disappeared, and then someone spoke on the phone.

"hehe!"

"Son-in-law Ye Ning."

"You are much calmer than I thought."

Ye Ning frowned.

The voice on the phone sounded very familiar, like a man or a woman, with a feminine husky voice, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

Qinglong immediately stood up and retreated. At the same time, he gave an order to Tianji Hall to quickly locate the unknown number and find the caller.

"So...who are you?"

Ye Ning asked back.

"Ho ho!"

Then the other end of the phone rang, a soft and hoarse sneer, which made Ye Ning feel uncomfortable all over, and the hair on his hair stood up slightly.

"Don't you keep looking for me again?"

"I am a poisonous snake!"

"Are you surprised that I would contact you?"

Ye Ning's eyes shot out two gleams of cold electricity.
To be continued...