"He is really dead?" The old man's voice was filled with complex emotions.

"What did I lie to you? Have you seen him?"

The little old man sighed, took off his belt from his waist, and suddenly threw it to Nalan Zhenyue, "Stupid girl, is my sincerity enough now?"

Nalan Zhenyue smiled, "What else?"

The little old man was helpless. Nalan Zhenyue was simply a personal spirit, and he was defeated by her.

The pinching technique was also thrown to Nalan Zhenyue, and the old man did not forget to add, "Remember to give me this book, this is what I have spent a lot of effort on it. A perfect book, this time you really got a big advantage!"

"above?"

Nalan Zhenyue grasped the keywords.

The little old man was stunned and suddenly realized: "Yes, what country do you come from?"

"Baili Kingdom." Wen Qing said.

"That small country beside you." The old man paused and continued, "Don't you know that there are few people in the lower realm, and those who know have found a way to go to the top."

"The next realm of heaven?"

What is the old man talking about?

The fat man shouted, "Old man, please make it clear. If you don't say it clearly, I will beat you up or not?"

"You beat me?" The little old man blew his beard and stared at him, "You big fat man actually said this in front of me!"

The fat man's eyes widened, "What did you say?"

The little old man pointed to Nalan Zhenyue and said, "She has the ability to say those things in front of me. It is her capital. You have so much flesh on your body, and your cultivation is only a little bit. It would be amazing to be able to refine some potions. I am even bigger than you. Don't say that you can destroy you, you only need one finger to destroy your father!"

Barefoot Xiaotian started again.

Arrogant.

Arrogant.

I'm immortal!

The fat man was almost pissed to death.

"You immortal, don't underestimate others. I am very capable!"

"What are your abilities? You dare to challenge your cultivation level at that heaven?!"

The fat man choked up and said that his cultivation was at the heaven level, not only far away from Nalan Zhenyue, but also lower than Wen Qing, even Qianwei was stronger than him.

Although he wanted to fight back, the fat man was depressed.

Because Xiaotian, barefoot, hit him in pain.

The little old man laughed when he saw the fat man like this, "Fatty, you can't tell me. Look at your cowardly look, I'm so proud!"

The mask, the short man Wen Qing Qianwei and the others were speechless.

Barefoot Xiaotian is really arrogant enough!

They were completely different from those in front of Nalan Zhenyue just now.

Hey, this is the world, the strong are respected.

The fat man gritted his teeth, "I'm old, don't be proud, wait, one day I will be better than you!"

"I'll wait, I'll wait!"

"You haven't explained what you said just now?" Nalan Zhenyue suddenly spoke.

What does Barefoot Xiaotian mean just now mean?

She is still confused.

The old man smiled mysteriously, looked at the belt in Nalan Zhenyue's hand, and said, "Since you have got that thing from me, please put it away first. As for the question, I will explain it to you slowly. You are qualified to know, but they are not yet, and they are still a little short! This fat man is more than a little short!"

If you are old, you will know that you are disgusting!
Chapter completed!