Chapter 311 Lasville

The bright moon hangs high in the sky like a silver plate, sprinkles the clean moonlight.

In a quiet courtyard wrapped in ancient vines, two figures sit on a dark red quaint table. An antique teapot swallows white fog from time to time, emitting wisps of fragrance.

One of these two figures is a middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe and a thin face full of majesty. Ling Yi was an old man, wearing a shabby gray robe and a rather careless look on his face. He was an old man withered bones.

With his legs crossed pleasantly, the old man withered bones half squinted his eyes. It took a long time to abuse the middle-aged man in front of him, "Yaru, we are going to become in-laws in the future. If I have a chance, I will teach you some of my practice experience, which is also a small gift."

"Oh? If you are willing to teach the younger generation some experience in the cultivation of space, it would certainly be great. But we are going to become in-laws, where does this start? Is it just this boy? Although I can vaguely feel that this boy's body is very strong, I don't think much about him if I want to compete for my daughter in the hands of many young talented children of our Tabla family. The thin middle-aged man sneered and looked at the peak standing respectfully behind the old man withered bones.

This middle-aged man turned out to be Irene's father. I don't know how to know the arrival of the dead bone old man, so I came to see him.

"Hahaha... Yaru, let's wait and see!" The dead old man grinned, showing an intriguing expression.

The old man withered bones said so, but there was an inexplicable anger in her heart, but when she thought about it, she regained her composure again.

Irene's father, Yaru, obviously didn't want to stay too much again. He bowed his hand slightly and then whispered, "Senior withered bone, the younger generation is waiting for you in the Tabra family. Goodbye!"

"Wo!"

Yalu bowed his hand to the old man withered bones, and then his body turned into a streamer and disappeared, but his voice echoed in the courtyard, "Kid, don't think that my daughter is all about you, and if you invite a dead bone senior, I will be soft-hearted. Remember, show your strength, or you don't deserve my daughter!"

This voice lingered between heaven and earth, and Yalu had disappeared.

"Cock..."

There was a burst of crisp skeletal joints, and Gao Feng took a few deep breaths, which suppressed the turbulent mood.

At this moment, Gao Feng feels more and more the truth of the supremacy of force in Odin. Only the peak force is worthy of glory and dignity. Otherwise, it will be like a mollusc whose bones have been removed, and it can't stand up!

"Wait, I'll let all of you know soon. Only my peak is worthy of Lin'er!" Gao Feng's chest fluctuated violently, and a trace of persistence flashed in his eyes.

"Boom!"

A strong and fierce breath suddenly broke out on the peak, and he seemed to vent his anger.

"Wh! Sing! Sing! ..."

Gao Feng's body shook, and instantly transformed into a remnant of shadows. His fists were like ancient meteorites, carrying the sound of hunting wind. Any punch was amazingly powerful, almost breaking everything, crossing the southeast and northwest.

He nodded with satisfaction, but the old man drank tea pleasantly, and his face was calm.

"Hahaha... I'm looking forward to what Yalu will look like in a few days, and what will be the expressions of the old guys in their family..."

In the interior of a secluded palace in the densely area of the Tabla family, it was dark, and there were no lighting tools such as fluorescent stones, and only a small candle was slowly burning.

"Papa! Pa! Bang!" From time to time, the orange candles burst into candles one by one, and then quickly disappeared, leaving only wisps of white smoke. Under the candlelight, a handsome and ferocious young face disappeared.

"Huh! The ancestors have gone too much this time! He thought that he could compete with me by using many means to forcibly promote Narachiville to the first level of the Sword King? After all, forced promotion is not really your own power! Latchville, wait, I will let you completely defeat me after the family feast the day after tomorrow! In the family, only our lineage is the strongest! I'm really looking forward to it. In the future, cousin Irene, the eldest of the family, all this will be mine!" The handsome young man smiled almost frantically. It was Ai Lin's cousin, the first genius of the family, and Highlander, who reached the first level of the Sword King at the age of 20.

At the same time, in Lieyang City, in a luxury mansion in the territory of the Tabla family, a 24- or 25-year-old man with thick eyebrows held a strange blood-red sword and stood silently in place with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into some kind of deep understanding...

"Wow!"

The man with thick eyebrows opened his closed eyes abruptly, and suddenly there was a slight electric light flashing in it. The momentum was very amazing. The natural strong spiritual fluctuation actually had the level of sword king.

"I, Rathville, have been stagnant at the peak of the swordsman for two years. Thanks to the love of my ancestors and the rare spiritual things in heaven and earth, I reached the realm of the sword king in one fell swoop. What's more, I was given the trump card to win by my ancestors. I will definitely win the competition after this family festival! I, Rathville, will not only be the first of our young children, but also the future ruler of the family!" The thick-browed young man waved the strange blood-red broad sword in his hand domineeringly, and a unique momentum.

In the evening breeze, Irene was as quiet and beautiful as an elf, standing quietly beside the beautiful jade-like lake, allowing the breeze to blow her three thousand green silks, with a touch of sadness on her beautiful face.

"Ha ha... Lin'er, Grandpa Seven has come to see you." At this moment, an old and kind voice came from afar. When Irene heard this, a faint smile appeared on her face. She turned her body and followed the sound. Suddenly, she saw a thin old man in black robe coming slowly.

"Grandpa Seven, are you here? I haven't come to see Lin'er these days. Lin'er is yours. Irene muttered coquettishly, looking coquettish and lovely.

Only when she sees this seventh grandpa who has loved her for many years will the troubles in Irene's heart be reduced.

"Hahaha... You little girl, old man, I've been in the family these days to inquire about your little boyfriend for you. You finally have some conscience." The old man in black joked kindly.

"Hey hey..."

Irene cutely spit out her lilac tongue and pulled the old man's clothes with a smile, looking very intimate.

"Yes! Seventh grandpa, you are in such a good mood today to see Lin'er. Is there any news from Feng? Irene's eyes lit up in vain, as if she suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise.

"Hahaha..." The old man in black laughed meaningfully, but said nothing more.

"Say it! Seventh Grandpa..."

Irene pulled the big hand of the old man in black anxiously, and her big watery eyes stared at the other party, but her heart couldn't help beating violently.

"Okay, okay, no you, yes, your little boyfriend has just arrived in our family under the leadership of the withered seniors. Now he is arranged by your father in a quiet VIP courtyard. I know the specific location.

"Really? Feng...Feng...Feng, it's really back!"

Irene, who was originally just a little excited, exclaimed, and it was no longer difficult to maintain a calm mood. The small breasts like buds fluctuated slightly, and the beautiful face was even more ecstatic.

"Grandpa Seven, I want to see Feng immediately!" Irene's eyes were full of anxiety and expectation.

"You little girl, Grandpa Seven knows that you will say so. Well, you have a good sleep first, and then Grandpa Seven will arrange it for you, and I will take you to see your little boyfriend tomorrow." The old man in black sighed helplessly and touched Irene's soft three thousand green silks.

"Uh-huh!" Irene nodded fiercely and smiled like a flower.