"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't let you down!" The young man nodded, his firm eyes flashing sharply.

The old man's smile became deeper and deeper, and he was obviously very satisfied with the young man's ambition. He paused and said with a hint of meaning: "Tianxin, this soul master competition is of great significance to you. The resources in the sect

Limited, those who do nothing are not qualified to obtain it, and this competition is the best way for you to prove yourself to the sect."

Hearing this, the young man's breathing became a little heavier, and his eyes were filled with hot light. Although grandpa said it tactfully, he still heard the underlying meaning.

In other words, the family has regarded this soul master competition as a benchmark for evaluating themselves and Yu Tianheng. Whoever can achieve better results in the soul master competition will be the one the family will focus on training in the future and give more

Cultivation resources.

However, the excitement lasted only half a second. The young man suddenly thought of something and murmured: "But Grandpa, there is a place for Tiandou Academy where Tianheng is to directly advance to the finals?"

"Why, don't you have the confidence to lead Thunder Academy to the finals?" The old man glanced at the young man with a smile.

"Of course!" The young man was stunned for a moment and then realized what he was doing.

"In that case, what are you worried about?" The old man smiled slightly and breathed a sigh of relief, "More experience is not a bad thing. The Soul Master Competition is a carnival for all the younger generation. If you can compete with them, you can also accumulate more.

Some experience, finally..." Just as he was talking, the old man's face changed in vain, his mouth opened, his eyes widened, and he looked into the distance in disbelief.

There was shock, confusion, and a little anger in his eyes...

The middle-aged man next to him was walking with his head down, and suddenly found that his old father beside him was missing. He turned around and saw his father frozen in place, staring straight ahead diagonally.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he followed his father's gaze. In an instant, the middle-aged man felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his pupils were slightly dilated, and his face was dull.

The young man next to the old man was the first to notice that his grandfather was abnormal. He subconsciously raised his head and looked into the distance. Then he was stunned for an instant and froze there, like a sculpture weathered by the years.

"Grandpa...grandpa...that...that...that is...yes...yes..." After a while, he swallowed hard, and the young man's face began to tremble involuntarily, and with a trembling voice, he raised his hand tremblingly and said no.

say a complete sentence

"...Little auntie, what do you think our child should be called in the future?" Yang Pojun kept holding her hand without trying to expose Liu Erlong's thoughts.

Feeling the lubrication from his palms, Yang Pojun smiled mischievously.

"Hmph, little bastard, are you really that easy to deceive me when you think I'm a three-year-old? Wait until you settle your three fiancées before discussing the next thing with me!"

Withdrawing his hand suddenly, Liu Erlong raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and glared at him with a hint of sneer and anger.

"Well……"

Yang Pojun scratched his head in embarrassment. He felt that his fish farming skills were not quite up to par. The mermaid didn't seem to agree with him...

He smiled coquettishly and was about to change the subject, but saw Liu Erlong open his mouth. His whole body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer on the forehead. He was stunned for a while, his body trembled slightly, and then his face turned pale, and his pretty face was dull.

Like stone carvings!

"Huh?" Yang Pojun was stunned for a moment, then looked away and looked behind him, only to see three people standing in the distance.

An old man's face was gloomy, his eyes were burning with fire, a middle-aged man's expression was sluggish, his eyes were full of incredulity, and a young man raised his hands slightly, his lips trembled slightly, and his pupils were dilated, as if he had seen a ghost.

Three generations of grandparents, this was their first impression on Yang Pojun.

Damn it...it couldn't really be such a coincidence. I met an acquaintance, right?

This is Yang Pojun’s last thought!

Hold on, hold on, my little aunt and I are in love, there's nothing shameful about it... He could only comfort himself silently like this!

He turned back to look at Liu Erlong, who looked dull, and asked in a low voice: "Who are they?"

"I...my dad..." The voice was soft, but hollow!

His face twitched, and Liu Erlong seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant and slumped down. His face turned from white to red, and from red to white, as if he was changing his face in a Sichuan opera!

"What the hell...future father-in-law?"

Yang Pojun was stunned immediately, what a coincidence!

He opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. It was so real. He was molesting a girl and was hit by his own father?

Report from this world?

It is simply a large-scale social death scene...

Yang Pojun felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his soles dug deeply into the ground, digging out a three-bedroom apartment!

"Dad..." The middle-aged man's throat rolled, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Shut up!" I don't know if he was angry, but the old man was trembling all over, his hands could not help but clenched his fists, a sharp light suddenly burst out from his pupils, he scolded the middle-aged man angrily, and then black smoke seemed to rise from his forehead.

, raised his legs and walked quickly towards Liu Erlong.

"Dad..." The young man also reacted at this time and looked ahead with complicated eyes.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man glared at him angrily, and then followed the old man's footsteps with an ugly expression.

Young man: Who am I? Where am I? What do I see? Am I dazzled?

Rows of question marks filled the young man's brain, and finally turned into one question, who the hell is that kid?

Seeing the old man walking over with an unkind expression, Yang Pojun felt a little flustered, but after all he was a senior sea king and had seen wind and waves, so he was not at a loss for words.

Swallowing, he forced a smile out of his stiff mouth!

Liu Erlong seemed to have collapsed a little, her eyes were vacant, her body swayed, and she almost fell. Fortunately, Yang Pojun supported her in time.

"Don't panic, I'm here!"

Well, in fact, Yang Pojun was not sure, but at the critical moment, he knew that he had to stand up!

"Both of you, come with me!" The old man cast a cold side glance. Although his tone was calm, Yang Pojun could feel his anger deeply.

Although the old man only glanced at himself, Yang Pojun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Will my future father-in-law’s first impression of me not be very good?

Yuan Fang, what do you think about this... This famous line subconsciously appeared in Yang Pojun's mind.

Liu Erlong lowered his head, as if he had lost his soul, and followed the old man with a numb expression.

The middle-aged man's eyes never left Yang Pojun from the beginning.

What did you see just now?

Is this guy holding Erlong’s hand?

And the second dragon seems lifeless?

This shocked him and gave him a strong sense of absurdity.

He smiled sarcastically at the middle-aged man, and Yang Pojun followed suit.

Until this moment, the young man behind was still in a state of confusion, looking at Yang Pojun in disbelief, he had a dreamlike illusion!

No……

I must have read it wrong!

"Snapped!"

"Hiss--it hurts!"

After slapping himself hard, the young man came back to his senses with a hoarse grin.
Chapter completed!