Chapter 670 It’s over. Is this grandfather a fool?

Everyone covered their eyes tightly, but they were just women.

But men are not like this.

Some young people who were thin-skinned turned slightly sideways, pretending not to dare to look at Song Sancheng Lord and the fake Mei Ji, but in fact, from the corner of their eyes, they were staring at the girl who was taking off her clothes one by one.

The third city lord of Song Dynasty!

Seeing that Lord Song San had almost taken off his clothes, Wu Fan shouted anxiously.

"Stop, stop! Ji Shang, stop it!"

Wu Fan watched as he was taking off his clothes one by one, and when he saw that only one pair of underwear was left, he couldn't help but become anxious and shouted to Ji Shang to stop!

However, Ji Shang didn't stop, but Mei Ji giggled and said, "Isn't that right, Fellow Daoist Wu, you were the one who started this war, Lord Song San of Shengtian City, but you are the one who wants to stop now! Why is this?"

?But you, Shengtian City, are willing to admit defeat?"

As soon as Meiji said this, everyone in Shengtian City couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Mei Ji! You...you...you go too far!!"

Wu Fan was so angry that he pointed his finger at Mei Ji and roared angrily.

"Who is going too far? We, Lingxiao Mountain, are the hosts today, but what did your Lord Song San of Shengtian City do to us, Lingxiao Mountain?

It's just a dummy transformed from a fragrant handkerchief, but what did your Lord Song San do to that dummy?

Am I, Ling Xiaoshan, so easy to bully?"

Mei Ji roared back at Wu Fan, her towering chest trembling with anger, which attracted the attention of many men!

"Look, City Lord Song San is planning to take off his flowery pants!"

Suddenly, someone pointed at the flowery underwear of City Lord Song San and burst into laughter.

At this time, Mei Ji also saw the actions of Song San City Lord and was so angry that she pointed angrily at Ji Shang and said, "Ji Shang! If you dare to let him take off those pants, believe it or not, I will immediately

Just pull off your pants and spank you!”

After Mei Ji finished shouting to Ji Shang, she couldn't help but coquettishly said to Venerable Heming, "Master! Why don't you take action? Junior brother is getting more and more lawless. You should discipline him!"

Venerable Heming had no choice but to gently wave the Buddha dust in his hand to interrupt Ji Shang's illusion.

The moment the illusion was removed, City Lord Song San came to his senses. His face suddenly changed, his eyes were red, and he was extremely angry.

"Ah! Ji Shang! I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, Ji Shang couldn't help but yawned again. He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Then he didn't even have time to retreat. He just took the sword from Lord Song San and fell down!

"Junior brother!" Mei Ji was shocked.

"Ji Shang!" Venerable Heming stepped forward quickly and waved Lord Song San away from Yifo City. He quickly held Ji Shang in his arms and fed him a pill.

"How is it? Master! How is the little junior brother? Will he be fine?"

Meiji followed anxiously, knelt down beside Ji Shang, and asked in a low voice about Lord Heming.

Venerable Heming felt Ji Shang's pulse and then shook his head gently. The injury was not serious, but his pulse did not look like he was comatose but sleeping, which is too weird."

"What? How could this happen? Junior brother, he has always been in good health. He has never been sick in a few years. Why is this happening all of a sudden?"

Mei Ji whispered worriedly.

Venerable Heming did not speak, but called his disciples, "Take the seventh elder back to rest and find a doctor to find out what is going on?"

The disciples in the sect came over immediately and responded "yes".

Ji Shang was carried down.

"Everyone! We will discuss the matters discussed today another day. Let's go back to our respective guest houses to take a rest!"

Venerable Heming bowed his hands to everyone, asked them to go back to their rooms, and then walked away on the clouds.

Everyone present looked at each other, and then they all started talking timidly, "Today we have really had an eye-opening experience! I didn't expect that Elder Ji of Lingxiao Mountain's magic is so powerful. A piece of fragrant handkerchief can transform into the appearance of its owner. What an ability."

They are all comparable to immortals."

"No! What's even more amazing is that the cultivation level of the Third City Lord Song is similar to that of Elder Ji. I heard that he always calls himself Junzi Sword, and like Elder Ji, he is half-stepped into the realm of the Venerable

I didn’t expect that his willpower would be so weak, and he was soon deceived by Elder Ji’s illusion, and even did such a despicable thing!”

People were talking a lot about the battle they witnessed today, and everyone was wondering about one question.

"Elder Ji's illusion is so powerful. If Lord Heming hadn't interrupted it at the last moment, he could have easily killed Song San. But why was he the one who was seriously injured in the end?"

When one person raises such a question, another person will naturally start discussing it.

"Yes, yes! Do any of you know what is going on? Venerable Heming personally interrupted the competition. Logically speaking, nothing should happen to Elder Ji!

But why did Elder Ji get hit by the sword in the end?

He's still unconscious!"

"I can tell you this question!"

Suddenly, a man with a short pen and a small notebook suddenly appeared in the middle of the crowd, slapped his chest in a very disgusting way, and said to them with a smile, "Do you want to know? I can tell you!"

Several people couldn't help but blink, then looked up and down at the person in front of them, and suddenly said in surprise, "Your outfit looks very much like the legendary white-faced scholar Qi Wushuang!"

"Hey hey hey! Am I so famous? In fact, I haven't done anything famous! I just wrote one, two, three, four, five...seven or eight hundred exclusive headlines about interesting stories about cultivating immortals!"

Qi Wushuang touched the back of his head, with a touch of red on his face.

There is no trace of humility at all.

"So you are Qi Wushuang, fellow Daoist Qi! Oh my God! I really like those interesting stories about cultivating immortals you wrote!"

For a moment, Qi Wushuang was surrounded by a group of immortals, asking them to tell him the follow-up to those interesting stories!

…

In the dream, Ji Shang opened his eyes dizzily and met a pair of big round eyes.

He couldn't help but blink, and after taking a closer look, he realized that they were the eyes of a baby.

"Milk doll?"

"I'm not called Milk Baby!"

When Xiao Suisui saw her grandfather being pulled in by Ah Ling, she quickly moved up to him and opened her mouth to call him "Grandpa"!

She didn't want to hear the word "milk baby" before she opened her mouth, so Xiao Suisui became angry. She folded her hands on her chest, raised her head, pouted her little mouth, and sulked!

When Ji Shang saw her little appearance, he couldn't help but feel some inexplicable familiarity.

He stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows, turned his head and looked around, and then realized that he was in a very strange place.

"Where is this? Have I gone into some secret realm again?"

"This is not a secret realm, it is in my dream."

"Dreamland? Are you the Immortal Master?"

Ji Shang was surprised and panicked at the same time. Killing people in dreams was not difficult for some illusionists, but it was just killing people with low cultivation and the same level as himself.

If your realm is higher than your own, let alone killing someone in a dream, you can't even enter someone else's dream, or pull the other person into your dream!

So at this moment, when Ji Shang heard Xiao Suisui's words, he couldn't help but feel secretly on guard.

After all, he was an accomplished person. Ji Shang's surprise disappeared in an instant. He stood up from the ground and slowly stepped back. At this time, he immediately concluded that he was a soul. He

His soul was pulled into a very scary place.

"Grandpa, please don't retreat anymore. If you retreat again, you will fall into the Wangchuan River like my second uncle."

Ji Shang, who was slowly retreating, suddenly froze, and his eyes suddenly opened wide, "What did you call me?"

There is a place beating in my heart, very fast!

"Grandpa!"

The milky voice was soft and sweet, calling "grandfather" sweetly, and Ji Shang's heart trembled.

"You...who are you? Why...why did you teach me this?"

Xiao Suisui blinked and pointed at his little face.

"It's strange, I'm not wearing a human skin mask now, but you can't see what I look like?"

"how you look like?"

Ji Shang frowned and whispered, what suddenly occurred to him?

"What's your mother's name?"

This child looks somewhat similar to his precious daughter Xi'er when she was a child.

Ji Shang suddenly thought of her calling him grandfather one after another.

Suddenly, he asked with doubts in his heart, "Who is this master, senior? He actually weaved such an extremely real illusion for Ji!"

Xiao Suisui didn't understand what his grandfather meant for a while.

So he quickly said, "Grandpa, there are no seniors here. There are only Suisui and A-Ling! But A-Ling consumed too much mana by forcing you to come here, so she went to retreat again."

As soon as Xiao Suisui said these words, Ji Shang couldn't help but feel a little more panicked.

"As expected, there are senior experts here!"

He whispered, quickly raised his hands and said loudly, "Junior Ji Shang, I wonder what the senior's order was when he called this junior here?"

When Xiao Suisui heard Ji Shang's words, he couldn't help but blink and said doubtfully, "No wonder I haven't heard my grandma mention my grandpa. It turns out it's because my grandpa is a fool!"

Xiao Suisui sat on the ground, holding his cheek with his chubby little hands, and sighed helplessly.

"Senior! Please show up and see me!"

Ji Shang has been calling in the dream space, wanting to see the master he thinks he is!

Xiao Suisui sat on the ground, shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Oh! I didn't expect my grandfather to become a fool. Why shouldn't I tell my seventh uncle and my grandmother about his situation?"

Xiao Suisui sighed again and again, lowering his head and drawing circles on the ground!
Chapter completed!