King Kong Tiger King Wang Mi’s status and martial arts skills are not mentioned for the time being. Just being the second person on the first floor is already a prominent status. Except for his eldest brother, who on the entire first floor dares to disrespect him?
He developed an unruly spirit.
"How presumptuous! You are the one talking nonsense in front of the young master!"
The old man in purple glared at his brother fiercely, his face was as cold as ice, and a faint murderous aura rushed towards Wang Mi. Then he turned around and said respectfully: "I will obey the order of the young master."
"Brother, you!"
Wang Mi was frightened by the invisible murderous aura of the old man in purple. He simply glanced at his elder brother and stopped looking at his elder brother. He clenched his fists tightly. It was really frustrating to be shouted at by a little girl!
"Young master, don't be offended. My brother has an upright temper and doesn't know how to speak. In addition, he has been neglected in discipline in recent years, and he doesn't understand etiquette anymore."
The old man in purple smiled and then bowed deeply to the little girl to apologize.
"Keke... Lu Lao said something harsh. I know this is a bit difficult, but now I don't have enough manpower around me, so I can only give you two a hard time."
The little girl is young but very proficient in social skills, she giggled.
"What are you saying, young master? It is a blessing for both of us to be able to work for the young master!"
The old man in purple clothes immediately said seriously.
"Well...the others follow me!"
The little girl took a deep look at the old man in purple, nodded slightly, then turned around and looked at the sleeping boy in the room. His black hair was fluttering, and he led everyone away, but she no longer missed him.
"Brother, I don't accept it!"
Seeing that everyone had gone away, Wang Mi asked with a red face.
"Shut up!"
The old man in purple shouted angrily, with anger flashing in his eyes. If it hadn't been for the Lord of the Castle, he and the others would have died tragically long ago, and how could they still have the prestigious status they have today.
Human beings, as human beings, know how to repay kindness!
"I...I just want to return this life to the castle owner, but now..."
Seeing that his elder brother was really angry, Wang Mi lost his confidence and said weakly.
"Although you and I have outstanding martial arts skills and high cultivation levels, how far can we rank in the three realms? Can we be able to enter the castle master's eyes with just one skill?"
Seeing that his old brother looked aggrieved, the old man in purple smiled slightly and asked softly.
"The master's cultivation has already reached the heavenly realm. One person and one sword are invincible in the three realms. The cultivation of the two of us is not worth mentioning in front of his old man."
Wang Mi looked yearning and full of awe.
"Then if the two of us want to always be by the Lord's side and listen to the Lord's teachings day and night, is there any chance?"
The old man in purple sighed and his tone became more serious.
"This... is absolutely impossible!"
Wang Mi's expression froze and he said dumbly.
What kind of person is the Lord of Tiandao Castle, the Sword Immortal of the Three Realms! How can it be that little people like them can touch him?
"We are not that lucky."
With a low sigh, Wang Mi luckily sat on a rock, always by the side of the fort master, listening to the fort master's instructions. I'm afraid there are only a handful of such people in the Three Realms.
"There is another opportunity before us, and you almost made us miss it!"
The eyes of the old man in purple gleamed, and he said in a hateful voice.
"What!"
Wang Mi stood up from where he had just been sitting down. With a happy face, he excitedly held the hand of the old man in purple and laughed.
"Hmph! I usually ask you to think twice before you act, but where did you listen?"
The old man in purple shook his head slightly and said a little funny.
"Do you know who that little boy is in the house?"
The old man in purple took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice.
"Brother! Is it possible that he...he is from a famous family or has a close relationship with the castle master? No wonder the young master has someone to protect him, and he still has to have the person with the highest cultivation level among us to be responsible for him.
safety.”
Wang Mi said mysteriously.
With a soft "pop" sound, the old man in purple stretched out his hand to hit Wang Mi and said in a low voice: "You are so stupid! The little boy inside doesn't care who he is, I'm mainly talking about the future!"
"future?"
Wang Mi touched his red and swollen forehead and asked puzzledly.
"Idiot, look at the young master's attitude towards him, this little boy will most likely be the male master of Tiandao Castle in the future."
The old man in purple chuckled, stroking his beard with his right hand, and his eyes flashed.
"Don't say it's ten years, it's worth even a hundred years!"
The old man in purple clothes and Wang Mi looked at each other, smiled, and said lightly.
Just when the two of them were laughing proudly, a purple lightning suddenly appeared on the horizon. With a "boom", the entire low house was blown to pieces. The old man in purple and Wang Mi immediately turned pale and hurriedly flew away.
Go up, the smiling expression just now is still condensed on your face now.
Among the ruins, two people were lying inside, and the little boy among them was held in one of his arms. The old man in purple squinted his eyes and was about to step forward, but found that there seemed to be something between the little boy and that person.
There was a connection, and a faint purple light flowed between the two of them. Wang Mi was also stunned, not knowing what to do.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Wang Mi looked at the old man in purple with confusion on his face.
"If they were not close relatives, they would never have such a close connection. I think the relationship between this man and the young master must be extraordinary."
The old man in purple also had a solemn expression and said in a low voice.
"Then what should we do?"
Wang Mi couldn't help but nodded. Seeing the strange looks of the two of them, they really didn't know what to do.
I don't know how long it took, but Cheng Chi felt a coolness emanating from the top of his head, as if he had suddenly invaded a clear spring, which was extremely cool.
Cheng Chi slowly opened his eyes and found that he was on an isolated island in the sky surrounded by light. A towering tree stood on the island. A five or six-year-old child was standing in front of the tree, looking at the scene in front of him in trance.
Big tree.
"Little... kid, who are you?"
Cheng Chi slowly walked to the big tree and asked in a low voice.
"Um...who are you?"
The little boy turned around and saw Cheng Chi approaching slowly. His cute little nose wrinkled, as if he didn't see Cheng Chi.
"Me? My name is Cheng Chi, and I don't know how I got back to this place."
Cheng Chi chuckled, trying to keep his smile as kind as possible.
"Uncle, how could you come here?"
The little boy asked even more doubtfully.
Cheng Chi was very funny after hearing this. Why couldn't he come? Although he often went to some strange places these days, it seemed that these places had become his favorite places.
"This is my dream."
The little boy murmured something, which made Cheng Chi suddenly freeze there. What, in your dream? How could he be in his dream?
"No, I mean, kid, you...what do you mean?"
Cheng Chi swallowed and asked carefully.
"I have been having this dream for as long as I can remember, and I have learned a lot from it. I once asked my mother, and she said that this was something my father left to me."
The little boy looked at Cheng Chi and said seriously. His expression didn't seem to be that of a five or six-year-old child.