Chapter 437 Panlong Gun

After the completion of the task, I did not dare to delay on Sunday, so I directly submitted the task to return to the grocery store.

This task took a lot of time, and it was passed by people. Zhou Tianzhen was afraid that what he saw when he went back was a future world.

It was dark in front of Zhou Tian, and then he returned to the grocery store.

"Yan'er, Jinlian, Feng'er, Xiaoqing, Yingzi, Juliel, where are you?" As soon as he opened his eyes on Sunday, he found that there was no one in the grocery store. It was quiet and terrible. At that moment, he felt cold in his heart and howled.

At this time, an old woman of 70 or 80 came in from the door of the grocery store and shouted affectionately to Zhou Tian, "Skin!"

Seeing the old lady shouting at herself so affectionately, Zhou Tian suddenly felt dizzy. Needless to ask, this old lady must be one of the six women. Zhou Tian has been gone for thousands of years. Even if the time passed by the world is different, I'm afraid that the real world has passed for a long time.

"Wife..." Zhou Tian hugged them with tears in his eyes. Although his wife is old, he must not despise them. In the years of his absence, they have been widowed for such a long time. Since he has come back, he will definitely make good compensation to them.

"I'm back, you've suffered over the years..." The man did not shed tears, but before he was sad, Zhou Tian's mood was extremely complicated at this moment, and when she saw a strong old man staring at him, his mood was even more complicated.

"What are you doing!" The old man's momentum is like a rainbow, his voice is like thunder, and the tiger is windy, and he doesn't look like an 80-year-old at all.

"I don't care about you when I hold my wife." All kinds of thoughts in Zhou Tian's heart kept turning over. Did his wife remarried?

"You should call me mother-in-law. I'm here to make soy sauce. Why are you holding me!" The old lady in Zhou Tian's arms also said, "If you don't let go, I will shout rude."

The old lady's teeth are leaking, and it takes a long time to say a word, so her tone is extremely affectionate.

"You are not Yan'er, Jinlian, Feng'er, Xiaoqing, Yingzi or Juli'er." Zhou Tian quickly let go and looked at the old lady in front of her. It seemed that she really didn't look like Yan'er, but more like the Queen Mother.

"My name is Wei Shufen. It's not your Yaner, Jinlian, Fenger, Xiaoqing, Yingzi or Julier - you are playful enough." The old man grabbed it with one hand and took out a denture from her pocket. After taking it, she spoke much more clearly.

"He is my original wife. Don't think my wife is beautiful and eat my wife's tofu. I'm 80 years old this year, but it's no problem to beat ten or eight small physique boys like you!" The strong old man took the old lady into his arms and revealed his strong front elbow.

"You're back. Why has it been so long this time? It's been a month." When the old man was showing his muscles, Cai Yan and Jin Lian came back hand in hand. "Uncles and aunts are here to make soy sauce. The soy sauce in our store is cheap and tastes good. The uncles and aunts in the nursing home in the north have come here."

"It's only been a month now?" When he saw Cai Yan and Pan Jinlian on Sunday, he couldn't help but feel happy and took the two women in his arms.

"You're going to die." Being held by Sunday, the two women blushed and quickly broke free, "Get soy sauce for the uncle and aunt."

"Uncle and aunt, I'm really sorry just now. I said I recognized the wrong person. Do you believe it?" I took the soy sauce from the shelf on Sunday and handed it to the aunt.

"You treat us as Alzheimer's disease." The old man stood in front of the aunt and took the soy sauce for fear that there would be irrational behavior on Sunday.

Seeing that the uncle and aunt did not forgive themselves, Sunday could only make amends with a lot of money. In the end, Sunday calmed the anger of the uncle and aunt with the price of two bags of soy sauce and half a bag of instant noodles.

"What's wrong with you? Now that the taste has changed, I don't plan to bring my sisters back. I'm going to like aunts." The grocery store was about to be held, and Pan Jinlian snuggled in Zhou Tian's arms and canceled.

"And she is also an 80-year-old aunt." Cai Yan also laughed.

"Don't mention it. You don't know how long it took for me to take this mission. I haven't seen you for thousands of years. I thought I would never see you again. Can I not be excited?" Zhou Tian sighed and separated for thousands of years. How can such lovesickness be expressed?

"T Tell us where you went this time." Cai Yan is very curious about the tasks he performs on Sunday.

"Wait for Xiaoqing and the others to come back together." Luan Feng and Xiao Qing need to practice. Huahai City, which lacks aura, is naturally not a good place to practice. Therefore, the place where the two usually practice is the northwest demon clan.

The disaster has opened up a cave for the two of them for their practice.

In the evening, in addition to Juliel's residence, the girls returned to their seats, and Sunday began to talk about her strange task.

In the middle of the night, all the women were already asleep. On Sunday, they went out of the grocery store with one hand, and an ink gun appeared in her hand.

In this task, in addition to getting four grocery store upgrade fragments, the biggest gain of this task is this black long gun, which is integrated with eight exquisite gold armors.

This gun, called Panlong Gun, is refined from Zulong's spine. Its power is far greater than that of ordinary top-quality fairy treasures. It is among the best. It makes Zhou Tian quite happy to get such a long gun.

Zhou Tian's main battle weapon is this gun. What Zhou Tian has learned is related to the gun. Previously, Zhou Tian's hundred-flower silver gun was only a medium-grade fairy treasure. With Zhou Tian's immortal cultivation, this gun can't fully exert the power of the immortal at all. But now, with Zhou Tian has this plate of dragon strength, he can be fully stimulated, and his strength can definitely be improved. Upgrade to one or two grades.

"With this gun, I should be able to beat that Yang Jian." Zhou Tian stroked the strong body of the dragon gun and thought in his heart that Yang Jian's cultivation is the peak of the immortals, slightly higher than himself, but the body should not have reached the level of immortality, so he should have some advantages in the body. In the battle, he should not fall behind.

"Win Yang Jian, you're dreaming. A guy in the middle of the immortals actually wants to win the god of war Yang Jian." Not far away, two figures suddenly appeared. One of them, wearing a white robe, with long hair, holding a sword in his hand and a wine gourd on his waist, was extremely chic.

The other person has a sharp-billed monkey's cheek, which is abnormally thin, just like he has just sucked two catties of heroin. He can't wait for the wind to blow, and the man will be blown away.

"Gaga, I think this boy is also dreaming. Yang Jian is very good at it. It's not so easy to win him." The thin young man scratched his head and said with a grin.

(to be continued)