I, the last cultivator in the world

Penguin laughed.

I laughed very happily, and I took such a big advantage by mistake.

As for the parting of the love Peter mentioned, how could it be possible to part with it.

I don't lack anything, what your Peter family can afford, and he himself has it.

As for the friendship that Peter England mentioned, they remembered it.

Penguin almost laughed out loud.

I, Mr. Huaxia Ma, still need your friendship?

"Mr. Peter, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. This painting is also very precious to me. No matter what conditions you say, I will not consider it."

"If it's okay, hang up, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Penguin Ma casually found an excuse and hung up the phone.

Before Yinglun Peter on the other end of the phone could speak, Penguin Ma had already hung up the phone.

"You guys still want this picture, it's a dream." After Hanging Up the phone, Penguin Ma said with self-deprecating words.

Ma Yuqin looked from the side with a dazed expression. It turned out that the little brother Ma on the Internet was her father.

She also heard the reason of the matter, is this painting really that important?

"Xiaoqin, you are going to Shanghai tonight."

Penguin Ma is now more determined to let her daughter go to Shanghai as soon as possible.

"Okay." Ma Yuqin nodded without saying a word this time.

"Okay, you can book a ticket. I'll call Xiao Wang now and ask her to take you to meet Charlene." After Penguin Ma finished speaking, he began to call the national Xiao Wang.

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Europe.

Yinglun Peter held the phone in his hand with a depressed expression. The penguin horse was too shameless, and he hung up the phone without giving himself a chance to speak.

Isn't it a good gentleman?

You, Mr. Ma, Huaxia, are also a person of face in the world. Why do you respect others so ignorantly now?

Penguin Ma is unwilling to give up, and Peter Yinglun can't help it. He can't threaten Penguin Ma, right?

Who is the penguin horse, how can they be threatened.

Besides, that eastern country is full of mysteries, and the oriental fairy is also from the Chinese country, and their Peter family dare not be presumptuous.

"No, I want to tell Grandpa the news about the Eastern Immortal."

Yinglun Peter ran out with his mobile phone.

Peter England came to an ancient castle, and reached the interior of the castle after going through layers of checkpoints.

"Third Young Master, you are here." The old butler in the castle greeted England Peter.

"Grandpa Billy, hello, I want to see Grandpa." Peter Yinglun was still very polite to the old housekeeper.

Although he is only a servant of Peter's family, his status is very high. Apart from the old man, Peter's family belongs to his highest status.

He has been with the old man for decades. Although the two are in a master-servant relationship, they are more like brothers.

"Third young master, the patriarch has fallen asleep, come back another day, I will tell the patriarch that you have been here." Butler Billy refused Yinglun Peter's visit.

"Grandpa Billy, I have something very important to report to Grandpa, so don't delay it." Yinglun Peter said urgently.

"No, nothing is as important as the patriarch's sleep." Billy the butler shook his head mercilessly and refused.

"Isn't it okay to do things about the Eastern Immortals?" England Peter asked.

The old butler was taken aback when he heard it, and said excitedly, "Say it again? Just now you said it was about the oriental gods?"

"Well, it's him." England Peter confirmed.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go in and inform the patriarch right away."

The old butler was a little excited after hearing this, and walked in quickly.

After a while, the old butler came out and said to Peter Yinglun, "The patriarch let you in."

England Peter came to the depths of the castle. The decoration inside is not luxurious, but it has a long history, and the walls reveal a long-standing atmosphere.

"Patriarch, the third young master is here." The butler walked out of the deepest room and said in a deep voice.

"come in."

A muffled sound came from the room, revealing an irresistible majesty in the voice.

"Yinglun pays homage to Grandpa." After Yinglun Peter entered, he looked at the old man on the bed and performed a special etiquette.

"Little San'er, you said you have news about the Eastern Immortals?" The old man's eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see through Peter England.

This old man is the patriarch of the Peter family, Dura Peter.

"Well, today I saw the calligraphy that grandpa gave to the Eastern Immortal a few years ago."

Yinglun Peter told everything he knew, and he didn't even dare to hide the content of his call with Penguin Ma.

Dura Peter listened carefully to Ying Lun Peter's description, but he didn't speak.

He knew that the calligraphy was in the hands of the Eastern Immortal, and if the Eastern Immortal didn't take it out, no one could take it away from him.

What surprised him the most was that the Eastern Immortal actually sold this painting?

Is it short of money?

impossible.

"Did you not explain clearly why the Eastern Immortals sold this painting?" The old man asked with a frown.

"Grandpa, it wasn't the Eastern Immortal who sold it, but a girl who sold it. She is an anchor from Huaxia. I checked and she should be the younger sister of the Eastern Immortal."

England Peter said honestly.

Dula Peter smiled after hearing this, with a nostalgic expression.

Their family is also a cultivator, a western cultivator. A few years ago, he failed to make a breakthrough in cultivation. When he was dying, Xia Feng's appearance saved his life.

And Xia Feng also helped him break through, the old man knelt on the ground on the spot to worship Xia Feng as his teacher.

Xia Feng said at the time: You are not qualified to be a teacher, I just do it conveniently.

No matter what Xia Feng said, the old man was very grateful and invited Xia Feng to come to his house as a guest. Xia Feng accidentally saw Liu Shiru's writing in the castle. The family asked for that picture.

In their eyes, maybe Xia Feng liked that picture, or maybe he didn't want to accept their favor, so he deliberately chose a picture and took it away.

From then on, Xia Feng was like an oriental fairy in the heart of Dula Peter, who could save his life and help him break through with a single finger.

But since then, Xia Feng has disappeared without a word, and the old man regrets this matter very much.

Now Peter in England suddenly said that he had news of the Eastern Immortals.

Dulla Peter was very excited.

"Say hello to Huaxia, I will go to Huaxia myself."

As soon as Dula Peter said this, no one thought it was abrupt, but took it for granted.

The oriental fairy is too mysterious.