strictlysupreme Chapter 442 Dad?
Chapter 442 Dad?
"Who!"
"Who's there!"
The treacherous slaves became vigilant.
In this cloud and mist, the breath and Cultivation Base fluctuations have been completely covered, making it impossible for them to judge the specific strength of the person who just spoke.
"Master..." Sun Xiaokong was a little dazed when he heard this familiar voice.
"Master...Master?" Ding Min was also taken aback, "You mean it was your Master who spoke just now?"
"That's impossible. Isn't it that only cultivators under a thousand years old can enter Izumo Ridge at this time?"
Sun Xiaokong didn't explain anything, but just stared at the direction from which the voice came from.
There were two figures walking slowly over there.
It's getting clearer.
The corners of Sun Xiaokong's mouth also gradually rose.
Until the end, he looked overjoyed and blurted out.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Why are you here!"
As Huo San was walking, he carelessly swung a branch he had broken off from nowhere.
"You said why we are here, isn't it because the Master is worried about you..." Huo San came casually.
"..." The corner of Hu Li's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help giving Huo San a disdainful look.
This is not serious nonsense, ah
She was the one who suggested to come in and have fun, how could she say this with such a not wanting face...
Zhou Linger was a little lost.
When Huo San appeared, her whole body trembled unconsciously.
Isn't this the indelible image in memory?
It really exists...
I have always thought that this is her most important person...
Could it be...
So he called tentatively.
"father?"
"what?!!!!"
The whole audience was dumbfounded.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Huo San coughed violently.
"Ling'er..." Sun Xiaokong opened his mouth wide and twitched it from time to time, "That's my Master, not your father. If you call me that, Uncle Zhou will be angry..."
"Then why is the figure of your Master indelible in my heart?" Zhou Linger muttered to herself, "Could it be..."
"Okay! Stop talking!" Huo San interrupted directly, "If you talk too much, you won't be able to explain clearly!"
At this time, whether it is Sun Xiaokong or Hu Li, there is something strange in Shendu's eyes looking at Huo San.
"You see what I did, and I didn't do anything," Huo San said with an innocent face, "It's just because my image is too great, and the imprinted memory cannot be erased..."
Hu Li snorted softly, but didn't say anything.
Sun Xiaokong nodded in doubt.
"Ok……"
"Hey, Xiao Kong, this is your unreliable Master," Ding Min lowered his voice and leaned into Sun Xiaokong's ear, "I didn't expect him to be quite handsome..."
"Excellent, honorable!" Huo San looked smug, "If you want to praise me, speak up, I am quite easy-going, hahaha... ah—"
The sudden stabbing pain from his waist made Huo San's laughter bend.
"..." Ding Min stopped talking.
Apart from feeling her cheeks burning slightly, she also remembered a sentence.
There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not fast.
But the crafty slaves around were a little unhappy.
"Hey, who are you guys? Do you still put us in your eyes?"
Before Huo San could respond, Sun Xiaokong said first: "You rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs still want to be my Master's eye shit? I really want to blind you!"
"..." The crafty slaves were speechless for a while.
Huo San gave his little apprentice a thumbs up without hesitation.
"The apprentice is doing well, he deserves to be the master's true biography!"
Hu Li held his forehead with one hand.
This pair of living treasure master and apprentice is really too second.
She was so embarrassed that the soles of her shoes were almost digging out a big house.
And in Ding Min's mind, the eight characters of "without hair on the mouth, can't do things well" are becoming more and more conspicuous.
"You dare to ignore us, then we have no choice but to deal with you!"
"Do it!"
The leader, the tricky slave, ordered to fight together, trying to deal with this annoying guy first.
"slow!"
The treacherous slaves froze at the same time. "What are you doing?"
"It's okay, I just yelled casually," Huo San smiled, "I didn't expect you to be quite obedient."
The treacherous slaves' hair exploded.
The black air all over his body was rising uncontrollably, and the anger in his heart was even more uncontrollable.
"Boy, it seems that you really don't know how to write death..."
"How to write it? Isn't it written like this?"
Huo San raised his hand and gestured a few times casually, and all the treacherous slaves had the word "death" on their foreheads.
Even the one that has been hiding in the dark has not been let go.
The crafty slave was horrified.
If you still don't understand that the opponent in front of you can't deal with it, then you have lived for so many years in vain.
"not good!"
"Everyone go!"
As he said that, he wanted to get away and run away.
"whoosh"
"boom"
It just turned into a burst of black light and was bounced back, as if it hit an invisible wall, and it made me dizzy.
"How is this going!"
The treacherous slaves panicked even more, and tentatively groped around.
Sure enough, there was an invisible wall surrounding them.
"What the hell did you do!"
"It's nothing." Huo San spread his hands, "You guys used tricks to trick my little apprentice, do you think I, as a Master, can think of a way to vent my anger on him?"
Then he winked at Sun Xiaokong.
Sun Xiaokong understood immediately, a carp stood up straight and rushed into the invisible barrier.
"Damn it, it's fun for you bastards to plot against the young master, isn't it?"
"Just now, it was the young master who couldn't let go of his hands and feet. Now I have to let you all know how hard the young master's iron rod is..."
For some reason, the cunning slaves tightened their buttocks at the same time.
But it quickly returned to nature.
"Boy, you don't think you can fight the six of us with just one person..."
"Know that we are all in the same Realm."
"Want to be in the same Realm? Bah!" Sun Xiaokong spat fiercely, "Just you rats who forcibly elevate the Realm with your weirdness, dare to say that you are in the same Realm as Xiaoye?"
"I really think that I can do it after a few successful sneak attacks..."
"If you really do it head-on, I don't think you can even deal with Liuyun Sacred Land's personal transfers at the peak of the Integrated Union realm."
Sun Xiaokong sneered, and with every movement of his footsteps, he flashed in front of a crafty slave.
A golden iron rod followed and blasted it alive.
The vicious eyes swept across the remaining five unconsciously trembling figures one by one.
"How about it, it doesn't feel good to be treated as prey."