"Teacher Who the hell are you? Why are you here? "
As soon as the Pharaon rushed in, he just wanted to call. His eyes glanced at the jinjiaye on the side, and immediately asked in a rough voice with eyebrows.
Jinjiaye's blue eyes are clear. When he heard the king's rude voice, he said, "my name is ye. Are you looking for your sister?"
At this time, he seemed to be secretly reaching out and pointing to the door behind him: "sister is inside! Very angry. "
Sister??
Very angry??
The Pharaon frowned, but also turned directly, pushed open the door and went in.
At this time, the wind is burning. When I hear the sound of pushing the door, I can't help but roar: "Stinky boy, you dare to come in, do you want me to beat you to death..."
The front foot of the Pharaoh just stepped in, and the back foot was stiff there!
Is that about him??
Did he destroy such a large part of the wind house, so his elder martial sister was angry??
However, it should not be?
Wind Xi at this time, in a glance under the sweep, only to see that push the door into the Pharaon, willow eyebrows slightly frown.
But when he saw the furtive gold leaf behind the Pharaoh, his face was dark again.
However, it was soon suppressed.
Maybe, it's too much of a fuss for a child to make a fuss about.
Damn it!
Although the heart felt very angry, but the arrival of the Pharaoh, also let the wind gradually convergence of their emotions.
"Come in, old man."
Although the Pharaon had just come into the fog, she was still drunk.
However, as soon as I came in, I saw the wind blowing from my feet. Suddenly, I had some doubts in my eyes.
I think, at this time, it's for the past in the pagoda field.
In the opinion of the Pharaon, his elder sister should have reached that "realm". However, judging from the reactions of those people before and what they heard, they naturally understood something.
But although the heart doubts, but also can not be so rash.
Seeing the look in the eyes of the Pharaon, Feng Xi naturally understood what he was thinking.
He did not immediately open his mouth to say anything, but calmly picked up the white steamed bread and ate it.
The Pharaon thought that if his "elder sister" asked him to come here, he would explain to him what was going on!
Is it to say that he was mistaken? Or something went wrong.
However, he came, but she did not intend to explain.
What his master said, he was also a great master. He even despised his accomplishments at the Ninth level. If he didn't kneel and look down on his face, it would be difficult to get the name of a nominal disciple.
However, the ability of this "elder martial sister" can be seen in advance. It is just the second level peak that is similar to the ability of mole ants. There is a big gap between them.
Could he be his master's first nominal disciple???
Is it possible??
This really made the Pharaon feel a little uneasy and impatient, but because she was too calm and self-confident, she felt inexplicably that this "elder martial sister" should not be a fake.
It's just, what the hell is going on?
Just when the Pharaon seemed to be in a tangle of impatience, he solved the wind of a steamed bread, and slowly turned his hand, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.
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