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Obviously, the sixty-year-old man was afraid that Tian Zongyu would really go back on his word when Mo Ya called out. Before Mo Ya could finish calling, his left hand suddenly came out and tapped her on the head. Mo Ya barely raised her head.
Falling down instantly.
"Grandpa, you bad guy, why did you knock my sister unconscious! Grandpa is a bad guy... Grandpa is a bad guy... Grandpa is a bad guy..." Meng Ting stood next to the sixty-year-old man, crying while crying.
The sixty-year-old man looked extremely ugly when he heard his granddaughter yelling. He turned his head sharply, looked at Meng Ting fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice: "If you yell here again, will you believe it, grandpa?"
I’ll knock you out too.”
Meng Ting looked at the stern-looking old man in his sixties and really didn't dare to scream anymore. Her tears were like broken jade beads, dripping down one by one. She pursed her mouth and kept sobbing there, letting the people on the side see her.
All feel pity in their hearts.
Seeing that his granddaughter finally stopped quarreling with him, the sixty-year-old man turned around, looked at Tian Zongyu, yelled several times, and said happily: "Tian Shaoxia, you'd better cut off your hand tendon quickly, don't waste time here.
Yeah, fifty thousand taels of gold, anyone who sees it will drool."
"Old money lover..." As soon as the sixty-year-old man finished speaking, Meng Ting hurriedly said something. She quickly closed her mouth, turned away her tear-stained head, and looked away, sulking with her grandfather.
When the sixty-year-old man heard Meng Ting's words, his face froze and he couldn't get angry. His originally proud face was mixed with a trace of depression.
"It's OK to cut off my hand tendon. But what if you still don't let these innocent people go after I cut off my hand tendon?"
"Haha, Young Master Tian, don't worry about this, I can vouch for my personality." The sixty-year-old man said shamelessly.
"Humph, I would rather believe in pigs, dogs, and turtles than your personality. Old thief, please listen to me clearly. If you dare to break your promise, I will gather all my cultivation skills.
, who will die with you, when the time comes, I will let all your 50,000 taels of gold go to waste, plus your life." Tian Zongyu said with a sneer, his voice was extremely cold, making Meng Ting, who was crying and sobbing,
He couldn't help but stop sobbing and looked at Tian Zongyu in shock.
After listening to Tian Zongyu's words, the sixty-year-old man's face became extremely ugly, but he did not get angry, but said in a deep voice: "I will never make trouble with these mortals, don't worry, Young Master Tian." This is the truth. With Tian Zongyu's talents and others
Judging from the fight between the five people, this kid's cultivation skills are really terrifying. If he really wants to kill all these mortals, Tian Zongyu will really defeat them to the death. He really has no confidence in avoiding his desperate blow and possessing
For a person with high cultivation skills, even his physical body, his violent collision has the power to break mountains and crack rocks. He cannot take such a big risk and put himself in infinite danger just to take the lives of twenty or so mortals.
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"That's very good." After Tian Zongyu finished speaking, he stopped talking. As soon as he turned his attention, the Lan Yu Divine Sword in his right hand had quickly flown out and hung in the sky a few feet in front of him. However, this time,
The Lanyu Divine Sword was not aimed at the enemy's magic weapon, nor at the enemy's head, but at its master's left arm.
"You...are you really going to cut off your hand tendons?" Meng Ting, who had been crying, looked at Tian Zongyu in surprise and said in panic.
"Is there any way you can do it? You, the beast grandfather, are threatening me with the lives of dozens of people!" Tian Zongyu controlled the magic weapon, looked at Meng Ting with a smile and said softly.
For some reason, Tian Zongyu hated the sixty-year-old man in his heart and gritted his teeth. However, he could not hate the old man as his granddaughter. Instead, he felt extremely close to him.
"You... aren't you a devil? Aren't you a great villain? Why do you care about their life and death? Run away! If grandpa dares to kill these mortals, I will fight him forever." Meng Ting was angry.
cried the ground.
As soon as Meng Ting finished speaking, there was only a crisp "snap" sound. The sixty-year-old old man flashed his left hand and slapped Meng Ting hard in the face. He stared at her and said fiercely: "Eat everything inside and outside."
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Mengting thought she had never been beaten by her grandfather. After the sixty-year-old man finished beating her, five finger prints appeared on her shiny face instantly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. However, it was of no use to her.
She wiped it with her hands, but looked at the old man in disbelief, her face full of sadness and loss. This time, Mengting did not cry, she just stood there, looking at her grandfather in a daze, with nothing but endless expression in her eyes.
In addition to the sadness, there was also a sense of confusion, as if the person in front of me day and night had become extremely strange in this moment.
Under the gaze of his granddaughter, the sixty-year-old man turned his head hastily. He couldn't bear to look any further and said to Tian Zongyu in a deep voice: "Young Master Tian, you'd better cut off your hand tendon quickly!"
Tian Zongyu looked at this scene, and when he heard what the sixty-year-old man said, he just shook his head helplessly, and the different Lanyu Divine Swords hanging in the air slowly advanced towards his left arm again.
Seeing that Tian Zongyu's Lanyu Divine Sword was about to insert into his arm and cut off the tendons, suddenly, there was a loud bang and a black light flashed. For some reason, the lion's head staff in the hand of the sixty-year-old man unexpectedly
It flew back violently, and at the same time, screams started to sound, and the sixty-year-old man who was holding Mo Ya suddenly let go of Mo Ya, "Thump thump thump..." and backed away several feet.
, and finally sat down heavily on the ground. Two streams of rich blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face had turned extremely pale.
Looking at Mo Ya who was knocked unconscious by the old man, her body did not fall to the ground because of the lack of the hold of the sixty-year-old man. She still stood there as if she was being supported by someone.
Everyone didn't know what happened and looked at this strange scene in horror. Even the sixty-year-old man didn't know what happened. He stared blankly ahead at the place where he had just stood.
He looked confused and frightened, and even the most basic defense had been forgotten. Of course, this did not rule out that he had completely lost his defense power.
Tian Zongyu was also stunned. He stopped trying to cut off his hand tendons with the Lan Yu Divine Sword and looked at the empty space around him. The unconscious Mo Ya stood there as if she was asleep, as if she was assisted by a god. What on earth is going on?
?This sudden change made everyone confused.
However, the fact that a middle-aged man in his sixties was so seriously injured on the ground cannot be ignored. So, who was the person who attacked him? There were only two people standing beside him, and that was
Mo Ya and Meng Ting. Mo Ya is the granddaughter of the old man, and she was slapped by him. She stood there in a daze, not moving at all. It was definitely not her fault, and she could not have done this. But Mo Ya
, has always been in a coma. Even if she was pretending to be in a coma, she should have recovered after the old man was knocked to the ground. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be her fault.
Everyone stood on the spot, completely shocked by this bizarre attack.