Uncle is so fierce

"Oh, it's you, I remembered! Zhou Zhuang fell out with the whole demon clan just to save you, right?" Su Fan looked at Xiao Rou in surprise, "I didn't expect you to have transformed into a human form now Ah, I remember you were a little fox."

No wonder I couldn't recognize it, it turned out to be transformed.

I have to say that there is something in Zhouzhuang's vision, and this little girl is really pretty in human form.

Blood earns this wave of blood earns.

Xiao Rou blushed and said: "At the beginning, my cultivation was still shallow, so I could only show people in my original form. Speaking of which, I have to thank the majestic aura of Haotian School, which allowed me to transform into a human form 300 years earlier. The great favor of Su Enren Dade, Xiao Rou will never forget it."

Su Fan laughed, looking at Xiaorou, he felt like the little auspicious little fox from the fox demon world, who grew up without paying attention.

"Let's not talk about that, is this the manuscript I left in your hand?" Su Fan asked.

"That's right, the manuscript you gave last time was updated not long ago, so I can only get the story I wrote before from your home. I hope you won't be offended." Xiaorou apologized politely.

"No wonder, no wonder, these are for emergency use, you can take them as you like." Su Fan said, "Go back and tell Zhou Zhuang, I will write more tonight, and let him come and pick them up tomorrow morning."

"Well, good."

Yanhuo Peak.

Wang Ling hid in the bushes, and said to the soul inside the ring: "Master, I hid the ring near Tang Mengdong's house, you should be able to feel his aura, right?"

"No problem, just hide it well so that no one will find out." Ring Spirit said, "Don't forget to come early tomorrow morning to take me away."

"Don't worry"

The night was getting dark, and Tang Mengdong, who had been tired all day, went to bed, just when he closed his eyes, a faint and precious voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Tang Mengdong Tang Mengdong"

"Huh? Who's calling me?"

Tang Mengdong got out of bed and saw that there was no one in the room.

"Strange, could it be that I was too tired from wrought iron during the day and had auditory hallucinations?"

Tang Mengdong muttered to himself while going back to bed.

"Tang Mengdong!"

Now, he heard clearly that someone was indeed calling his name.

"Don't play tricks there!" Tang Mengdong yelled into the air, "I can wait for you to come out, what kind of man is he who hides?"

"Tang Mengdong, do you know who I am?" The voice in his head called him again.

Originally, Tang Mengdong's temper was relatively hot, and he was tired during the day, and now he met the ring spirits pretending to be ghosts for him.

"I don't care who you are, cnm."

The ring spirit was a little confused by the scolding, but he quickly recovered his demeanor, and then asked:

"You dare to scold me without knowing who I am, aren't you afraid of me?"

Tang Mengdong: "I'm afraid of nmlgb."

Ring Spirit: ""

"Don't you have a tutor? Where's your lord?" The Ring Spirit was scolded anxiously, and started talking nonsense.

Tang Mengdong: "I went to the grave for your master's business!"

Ring Spirit: ""

Nima, Tang Mengdong doesn't play cards according to the routine. Don't ordinary people feel as afraid as grandsons when they encounter this kind of situation?

Why does he come up no matter who it is, just scold him?

It seems that this elder of Haotianzong should not be underestimated!

The ring spirit saw that he couldn't find an entry point, and finally had no choice but to hide in the ring in desperation.

The voice in his head disappeared, Tang Mengdong immediately felt refreshed, and slept comfortably under the quilt.

Silent all night.

The next day, Wang Ling ran to Yanhuo Peak early in the morning to fish out the ring spirit from the bushes.

"Master, how was last night, did Tang Mengdong tremble when he heard your voice?"

"Fuck you, your master was scolded badly yesterday!" Ring Spirit said in a trembling voice, "Damn it, I've never seen someone with such low quality, I'm so pissed off!"

Wang Ling wondered, "What's going on? Who scolded you?"

"Who else?!" Ring Spirit cursed angrily, "Isn't that little bastard Tang Mengdong? I don't know who gave him the courage to dare to scold me. If I get the chance, I must scold him to death! "

"Calm down, master, calm down, we won't have the same knowledge as a blacksmith." Wang Ling comforted.

Now he basically understood that the master must have not gotten any favors from Tang Mengdong last night, otherwise the master would not have been full of anger.

He took out the list of elders of Haotianzong, and drew a red cross on Tang Mengdong's name.

"Master, since Tang Mengdong can't do it, let's change our target tonight," Wang Ling said via voice transmission, "Let's put it aside first, let's start with Su Fan's closest celebrity—Jianghe Yu, and we should be able to gain something. "

"What? That can't be done!" Ringling said angrily, "Continue with Tang Mengdong tonight, the losses suffered last night must be recovered tonight, and I'll scold him as soon as I go up, or I won't be able to swallow it!"

"Think twice, Master, don't be impulsive!" Wang Ling hurriedly said, "We must have a purpose in doing things. You have created a deadly enemy for us by doing this, which is completely meaningless."

"Then what if I get scolded? Why don't you rush in and beat Tang Mengdong up now, or let me scold him tonight? You can decide for yourself!" Ringling's tone didn't seem to allow any room for negotiation. .

"Slap him up? How can I beat him up?" Wang Ling was also anxious, and couldn't help yelling out of his mouth.

"Who are you going to beat up?"

At this time, a sound that could make Wang Ling's heart skip a beat came, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at it.

Su Fan!

Su Fan was looking at him with a smile: "Beating people is forbidden in Haotianzong."

Wang Ling stood up in a panic, hid his hands behind his back, bowed tremblingly and said, "Hello, Uncle Master."

Damn, he won't see me coming, will he?

Do you want to tear up your face and have a fight with him now?

Seeing his nervousness, Su Fan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why is it like a mouse seeing a cat? Am I that scary? Raise your head and talk."

Wang Ling raised his head nervously, and swallowed a few times after seeing Su Fan's handsome face.

"Hey, why don't I seem to have seen you before, which mountain's disciple are you?" Su Fan asked.

Hearing this, Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he hadn't been discovered.

"Reporting to Master Uncle, I am a disciple of Yaochi Holy Land. Because the mountain over there was burned recently, I just practiced here in the morning. I may have lost my temper. I hope Uncle Master will not blame me."

Wang Ling made up a nonsense casually, hoping to fool him.

"Yaochi Holy Land?" Su Fan frowned and said, "You show me your hand and let me see."

Reach out?Why reach out?

Although he was puzzled, Wang Ling still showed his hands from behind his back. His palms were already sweating, for fear that Su Fan would find out that there was something wrong with the ring on his hand.

Su Fan rubbed his chin and said, "You didn't wear a bracelet, it seems that you didn't betray Haotianzong before. Not bad, keep going."

That's what happened, it scared me to death

Wang Ling's hanging heart finally fell into his stomach, and he quickly put down his hands and said, "That's right, uncle, among other things, I'm loyal to our Clear Sky School, so don't worry."

"Well, very good, I like you very much," Su Fan nodded with a smile, "What's your name?"

What is your name?

Wang Ling glanced at a clump of grass from the corner of his eye, and said in a hurry: "Uncle, my name is Wang Caocao."

"Wang Caocao? Your name is fine, it has a sense of art."

Call it whatever you like, I just beg you to leave now!

Su Fan said, "Okay, fuck you, keep practicing, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Su Fan walked towards the top of the mountain, and Wang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, go slowly." Wang Ling bowed.

Su Fan suddenly turned around and gave him a mysterious smile, "Oh, by the way, your ring is very nice."

After speaking, he turned his head and continued walking.

Although it was summer, Wang Ling felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar, and his whole body was shaking.

After a while, Wang Ling finally recovered his strength, "Master, do you think he saw it?"

"I don't know, I don't think there should be any." Ring Spirit replied.

"Then why did he end up saying my ring was nice?"

"I don't know about that either," said the Ring Spirit. "Maybe he really thinks your ring is very nice."

Wang Ling: ""

"But whether he sees it or not, I'm sure I'll scold Tang Mengdong tonight, and it's useless for you to persuade me." Ring Spirit continued.

Wang Ling took the ring spirit to find out what to do. He sighed and said, "If that's the case, then you can scold him tonight, but no matter whether you succeed or not, you have to change people tomorrow, alright, Master?"

"Row!"

On the other hand, the main reason for Su Fan to come to Yanhuo Peak this morning is to find Tang Mengdong to see if there is a way to repair the bridge of death. After all, he has to go to the sea again. Very easy to handle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went up the mountain, I saw an old acquaintance, Wang Ling.

He recognized Wang Ling the first time he saw him, and the reason why he pretended not to know him was to see what the hell he was up to.

Just now, when he patted his shoulder, he put a photo stone on his body, so that even if he was far away in the inner sea, he could see his every move.

After finding Tang Mengdong, Su Fan took out the Bridge to Life, "Nephew Tang, do you think my treasure can be repaired?"

"This is the Bridge of Rebirth? How did it become like this?" Tang Mengdong recognized this thing, and at the same time knew that it was a very important treasure of his uncle, otherwise he would not have asked himself to repair it.

"It's been used too much, there's nothing I can do about it." Su Fan spread his hands and said, "As long as it can be repaired a little, it's fine, and it doesn't need to be completely repaired."

Tang Mengdong nodded, and took the Xiangsheng Bridge to the stove to get busy.

After a while, he walked up to Su Fan, sweating profusely and out of breath. It seemed that he had spent a lot of time repairing this thing.

"Uncle, I can't help you get back to your original state, you can only make it like this."

Although Tang Mengdong's Wangsheng Bridge is not completely new, it is much better than before, at least it still looks usable.

"Uncle, according to my estimate, you can use this Bridge of Rebirth for about ten more times, and it won't work any more?"

ten times?I watched it three times and it was enough!

But he can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't know that the bridge of death had evolved into a fairy treasure.

It is not bad to be able to do this level, three times is enough.

"Thank you for your hard work, Martial Nephew Tang." Su Fan said gratefully, "You disciples of Yanhuo Peak will have a day off tonight, so go back and rest early."

"Great, thank you uncle!"

Tang Mengdong happily ran back to the big furnace to announce the good news to the disciples of Yanhuo Peak.