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Chapter 260 The old urchin

If this is true, Azhi's eyes were full of excitement. I really need to ask for advice. If I can't have a good conversation, wouldn't it be a waste of this great opportunity? Before coming, Azhi heard some descriptions of Grandpa Jinping's personality to the forefront. Although it would be biased, it could at least be used as a reference.

"Okay, Wang Yan, stop and rest for a while!" After Wang Yan used the 32nd turn attack, his fatigue was revealed. Seeing the situation, the young man did not force Wang Yan to continue training, but let it rest for a while. He lowered his head and came to Panda and said, "Father!" This shocked Azhi and Zhongnan. What, father? Panda is his father! This sudden message decisively controlled the scene. Panda said that he found that Mr. Jinping could also let the elf learn genetic skills. Unexpectedly, he got the moon first and let his son enjoy this treatment first. Azhi couldn't help but smile. He also had a good impression of this young man of similar age, and his father's relationship with him had the urge to get closer.

Grandpa Jinping nodded calmly, and then said in a angrily manner: "Xiao Pan, I have taught your king Yan to follow the bet to learn to turn around and attack. This matter will come to an end! Now, get out of here!" After that, he seemed dissatisfied. Grandpa Jinping, who was angry, added another sentence, "I will definitely beat you next time!" Waving his iron fist as big as a white-flour bun, jumping up and down like a naughty boy, was so cute. It was completely different from his serious and pedantic image before.

The boy named Xiao Pan is about twelve or thirteen years old, about the same age as Azhi, with fair skin tight on his face, so pink that it seems to be able to pinch water. Whose face is as pink as peaches makes people feel the urge to caress. It is so cute and charming that it is so cute and charming. With his tall body and leisurely temperament, he is simply the prince charming in the girl's heart, not inferior to Azhi. Of course, the premise of this equality is that he does not have such a big head - nearly half bigger than ordinary people, sticking on his extremely thin neck, which looks extremely inconsistent, and destroying his harmonious and harmonious aesthetic.

The boy seemed to care about his big head at all. He shook his head happily and laughed: "Grandpa, don't worry, next time, you will definitely lose to me!" The boy's steady victory did not arouse the disgust of Grandpa Jinping. He always retained confidence and was so energetic that he was once young. He remembered that he was very energetic when he was a teenager, so he loved the boy very much, and did not have any indifference to other visitors in his words.

"What are you saying? Hurry up and apologize to Master Jinping!" Before Grandpa Jinping could speak, the young father, Panda, spoke first, seemed to be angry that his child was ignorant. His tone was extremely stern, and he was full of respect for Grandpa Jinping.

The young man hesitated for a moment, lowered his head to apologize, but Mr. Jinping looked at Panda gloomy and scolded sternly: "Why do you want children to be so sarcastic? Isn't it good for children to be determined to win? Do you want him to become a timid and mediocre ordinary person?!" Panda was told with a blue and white handover on his face, and he felt embarrassed. In fact, he didn't want his child to stand out. He just said that just now, hoping that he could leave a good impression in his heart, and then give more guidance to his children. The simple scenes were actually taken seriously by Mr. Jinping. I have to say that the old man Jinping is so simple and cute.

Fortunately, the young man was smart and rushed to Mr. Jinping, pulled his collar and acted coquettishly. Perhaps he regarded the young man as his grandson. Jinping was very tolerant of him and did not continue to tangle on this issue. Azhi, who had been watching next to him for a long time, spoke: "I heard that Master Jinping has a skill to turn decay into magic, which can allow the elves to learn talented genetic skills with extremely small chances. I have been admiring you for a long time, and I will come to ask for advice today!" As soon as Azhi said this, everyone's attention was immediately shifted. Especially Shi Ping, who was particularly surprised, looked back at Panda, and Mr. Jin Ping, who knew something, laughed heartily again. He walked to Azhi, tiptoed, stretched out his hand to Azhi's shoulder, and smiled knowingly: "Young man, do you know how many trainers come to visit me every year?"

Just as Aji was about to answer, Jin Ping murmured to himself: "There are tens of thousands of people! In total, about thirty trainers come to visit me every day. I tried every means to help me, but I didn't agree. Training and cultivating elves depends on the tacit understanding between myself and the elves, so there is no possibility of success overnight. If I help every visiting trainer, I will be exhausted to death in just one year. No, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for just one month!"

As Mr. Jinping spoke, he became more and more excited. Fortunately, the young man gently patted Grandpa Jinping's back in time, so that he could calm down his anger and relieve his excitement. Grandpa Jinping just came back and said, "This is because I deliberately showed that I was not easy to get along with, so that most of the people were driven away. Tell me, why do I have to open the back door for you as soon as you come?!" Jinping's words made Azhi, who was ready to speak, suddenly lose his voice. Who would have thought that this old man was not only weird in temper, but also so straightforward.

It seemed that he was planning to speak nonstop, and Mr. Jinping turned around casually, dragging a long tone into his mouth - "No, let's go-away--"

Deliberately suffocating people's appetite, Azhi pretended to be expecting and asked quickly: "But what?!"

Seeing Azhi's anxious expression disguised, Jinping, who was like an old naughty boy, seemed to have achieved his goal. From then on, he said, "Since you are the one brought by Xiao Pan, of course I want to give Xiao Pan and Datou a face. In this way, I will give you a chance. As long as you can beat me in the following bet, I will promise you any reasonable conditions." Jinping's eyes floated over Panda and his son, and fell on Azhi, with a faint urgency and expectation in his eyes.

Azhi glanced at Panda's son, the boy with an unusually big head. This person should be the big head in Grandpa Shiping's mouth. He turned his head and covered his mouth with his hands, looking like he wanted to laugh loudly but was holding it hard. Bet? Azhi turned his head in confusion. He just heard Jinping say that he had also made a bet with Datou!

"Of course, I do!"
Chapter completed!
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