"Miss, the master asked you to come over, and this young master is also with you."

In a corridor, an old man with golden hair stood in front of them and said respectfully.

"Understood, Grandpa Ers." Nile'er said obediently to the old man.

"Let's go, Long, I'll take you to see my grandpa." She looked at Long Ritian with a sweet smile.

"Hmm." He nodded lightly.

When the two disappeared, the old man of Mingsi narrowed his eyes, and a powerful breath accidentally radiated from his body, and then disappeared again.



They walked through the corridors and came to a large courtyard.

After walking in, I saw an old man drinking tea.

"Grandpa..." After seeing the old man, Nileer ran over, threw herself in the old man's arms, and cried coquettishly.

"Hahaha, Le'er is back safely. You don't know how much Grandpa misses you. Don't run around next time, okay?" The old man laughed happily.

"Well, grandpa, I listen to you." Nile'er said with narrowed eyes.

"By the way, grandpa, let me introduce you. This is Long, I met in Yitai City, he is mine..." She said shyly.

"What's yours? Hahaha." The old man's eyes flashed, and then he smiled, not looking at Long Ritian at all.

"By the way, Le'er, you go to Grandpa Les." The old man said suddenly.

"Oh, good." Although Nile'er didn't know why, she still went obediently.

Only the old man and Long Ritian were left in the yard.

"Little friend, I hope you can leave Le'er consciously." The old man looked at Long Ritian lightly and said, with the majesty of a superior emanating from his body.

"Oh? What if I don't?" Long Ritian smiled faintly.

"I can give you a seventh-order magic crystal. If you leave Le'er, the seventh-order magic crystal is enough for you to create a small family or do some business."

The old man said coldly.

"I'm with her, aren't these all mine?" Long Ritian said indifferently.

"Young man, don't be too greedy, Le'er is not for you." The old man slapped the table and pressed his body with a powerful aura.

Feeling the pressure of this Dousheng level, Long Ritian smiled, no wonder he was so confident.

Fighters in this world are divided into ten levels: Fighter, Fighter, Fighter, Great Fighter, King of Fighters, Emperor of Fighters, Emperor of Fighters, Emperor of Fighters, Saint of Fighters, Emperor of Fighters.

The old man has reached the Dou Sheng, and he is already at the peak of the continent. After all, there are only a few Dou Di strong in this continent, one is the emperor of the Apocalypse Empire, the other is the Elf Queen, the other is Gold Beamon, and the rest He is the Dou Di of the Dragon Clan.

Among them, the golden behemoth and the dragon are the strongest.

"You should take back your aura, it's too weak." Long Ritian looked at him and said jokingly.

"Arrogant." The old man became angry and grabbed him.

hum…

A divine might emanated from Long Ritian's body, the sky instantly changed color, the thunderclouds pressed the top, and the thunder snake kept rolling.

thump!

The old man was immediately pressed to his knees on the ground.

Long Ritian looked down at him lightly, like a god looking at the world, without any emotion.

And Nile Er, who had just found Les, saw her grandfather's direction, and immediately panicked, and wanted to run there.

"Miss, this is a terrifying enemy." Les looked in that direction with horror in his eyes.

"Long won't do anything to Grandpa." Nile'er ran in that direction anxiously.