Chapter 12 Wutian Dasheng

Hamilton stared at Qin Fangquan for a while, and then frowned and said, "Qin Fangquan?! You're not dead yet!"

"You're not dead. How can I die?" Qin Fangquan said unsaltyly, and his bloodthirsty eyes slowly closed.

"It's best if you're not dead! Our accounts are now calculated together, but it's a pity that Jiang Ling is missing!" Hamilton gritted his teeth.

Miharovic shivered behind Hamilton. He saw the director's ferocious expression and shouted in his heart. The director's expression meant that he was on the verge of riot. As long as the director's mood was out of control, he would kill him. The latest emotional out of control was three years ago, when he calmed a remote area. In the rebellion of the galaxy, the director ordered 10,000 traitors to be buried alive!

Jiang Wei raised his eyebrows, and he finally heard that Qin Fang's uncle and his father Jiang Ling must have had something to do with Hamilton. It turned out that Hamilton squatted on the Herman planet to catch him, and there was actually a public revenge in it.

"Hamilton, you have a big tone, but it's a pity that you don't have much ability. Well, even my nephew can beat you." Qin Fangquan's mouth was not salty and sarcastic, but his eyes looked at Jiang Wei, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

Jiang Wei looked calm, with his chest open, and looked at Hamilton coldly. Although the reason why he could break Hamilton's divine finger domain was to rely on the help of the mysterious master, he is not timid now.

"My father is not here, and so am I. Hamilton, let's forget about it now. Jiang Wei took a step forward and said coldly. The flame knife spewed out vigorously. The flame knife more than five feet long came straight in front of Hamilton, and the air instantly became unbearable.

In the face of Jiang Wei**'s naked threat, Hamilton's face changed rapidly. When he came to Helm Planet this time, he did not have the intention of catching Jiang Wei. He just wanted to see what useful information could be found in Jiang Wei's house, so he did not bring the masters in the bureau except for the Thirteen Blood Eagles. Now Qin Fangquan's strength is comparable to that of him, and Jiang Wei's strength is unexpectedly unfathomable, as well as Gongsun Yang, Yan Guanqiu and other good guys. Now they can't get any benefits from fighting with Jiang Wei. However, Hamilton can't pull him down by leaving in such a gray way.

"Hamilton, don't be unwilling. Jiang Wei is not a wanted criminal now. There is no legitimate reason for you to arrest him now. Qin Fang seemed to see through Hamilton's difficult situation, took out a red letter in his hand and spread it out in front of Hamilton.

"This is the amnesty for Jiang Wei just signed by the Federal President. Take a closer look."

Hamilton blinked his eyes and his face became solemn. After carefully reading the red letter in Qin Fangquan's hand, he didn't open his mouth for a long time and sighed leisurely: "What a magical power. Qin Fangquan used to be just an archaeologist. He hasn't seen you for more than ten years. I really underestimated you and actually have the energy to move the president.

Archaeology? That also depends on who is the archaeology. Qin Fang's breath became unfathomable.

At this time, Hamilton's intelligent communication beep sounded. After he opened the communication screen and saw the image on it, his face changed greatly. His whole body suddenly became extremely respectful. While listening to the words on the other side of the communication, he nodded obediently and dared not say a word.

Qin Fangquan also stood with Jiang Wei, and there was a white-haired old man hanging cross-legged among the stars.

The white-haired old man is like the sun, with golden light all over his body, like the birth of a living Buddha. The image of compassion and majesty is awesome in his heart.

"Old man, you must be the person who helped me break Hamilton's domain in the room just now." Jiang Wei was extremely sensitive and realized that the space power was very similar to the power that had just helped him. At present, it was clear that the old man in front of him must be the master who helped him.

The white-haired old man nodded and acquiesced in Jiang Wei's words. His face was filled with a spring breeze smile: "Jiang Wei, you and I have actually known each other for a long time."

Jiang Wei was surprised when he heard this and looked at Qin Fangquan.

Qin Fangquan laughed and said, "Jiang Wei, do you know who the old man in front of you is?"

"I don't think I've seen this old man before." Jiang Wei thought for a long time and made sure that he had no impression of the old man in front of him.

"16 years ago, he hugged you, but at that time you were just a baby." Qin Fangquan smiled, and then turned to look at the old man, and his face became extremely respectful: "This old man is the common mentor of your father - and one of the four saints of the Eastern gods today, the Great Sage of Wutian!"

Wu Tian Dasheng!

Jiang Wei was suppressed by this name, and suddenly appeared in his eyes - doubts, surprise, disbelief and excitement. In the era of star navigation, there are always some shadows of top warriors in the legends of the world of gods. They have always been the existence of mountains and even the place of faith in the minds of ordinary gods. The four saints are the Taishan Beidou among all oriental envoys, almost representing the peak of oriental envoys, in the mouths of some warriors. Their strength is close to God and is an unattainable symbol.

Jiang Wei has always yearned for the four saints when he was young. The illusion that one day his cultivation can reach their realm. Now Jiang Wei is surprised and happy to see his childhood idols in front of him. Moreover, he heard that the Wutian Dasheng among the four saints is actually the mentor of his father and Qin Fang Quanbobo, which makes him even more excited. He can be regarded as the grandson of the Great Sage Wutian.

"See you!" Jiang Wei was excited and knelt down respectfully and gave a great salute to the ancient martial arts. This etiquette was taught by Gongsun Yang that year, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

"Haha, okay-Okay!" Wu Tian Dasheng stroked the white beard hanging to his chest and laughed and said to Qin Fangquan, "He is affectionate and somewhat similar to Jiang Ling. Haha, a good child."

"Of course, Brother Jiang Ling's child is not much worse." Qin Fang all smiled and echoed.

"Jiang Wei, get up." Wu Tian Dasheng's wrinkled old face was full of a happy smile and waved to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was suddenly pulled by a transparent force like a ball of water and automatically floated in front of Wu Tian Dasheng.