Chapter 382: High God King

Everyone was a little speechless about Wang Le's innocent appearance. [Starter]
At this moment, Wang Le smiled and said, "Last night, she said that she had no class this morning. She thought of coming to her. Where did this person go?"
I saw Mu Xihu answering back, "Sanzhe is not feeling well recently. She accompanied her mother to the hospital."
Before the words were over, Wang Le's mobile phone in his jacket pocket rang again. When he opened it, he saw the message.
"Come to the Red Wall, things are ready for you."
Seeing the content of the message, Wang Le's spirit refreshed, and his face showed a happy expression. Then he put away his mobile phone and said to the old man, "Grandpa, borrow your special car."
Father Mu questioned, "What do you want my car for?"
Wang Le smiled hesitantly: "The old guy is looking for me and has to go inside the red wall. There is no special car, and the boy is afraid of not getting in."
"Then let Chen Sheng drive my car to take you there." Father Mu saw that the old guy was looking for Wang Le, and agreed with him.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Sheng drove Wang Le in his father's special car and left the Lian Ya Yuan towards the red wall.
Twenty minutes later, because it was Mr. Mu's special car, and the old guy had already greeted him in advance, the security personnel simply checked it and let the car go and entered the red wall.
In the other courtyard where the old guy lived, Chen Sheng did not get out of the car and waited in the car. Wang Le opened the door and walked out of the co-pilot position.
When Wang Le pushed open the half-covered courtyard door and entered, the old guy stood with his hands on his back and waited in the courtyard.
When Wang Le approached the old guy, he saw the other party and said, "This ancient method is a defensive technique called King Kong glass hood. When it is cultivated to Dacheng, it can prevent inborn masters from hitting it. That's okay. "
After hearing the old guy's words, Wang Le frowned, always felt wrong, and said, "Cultivation to Dacheng, what does this mean, is it also in stages?"
The fine lines on the corner of the old guy's eyes shook, and he nodded and said, "Yes, like this ancient technique of combat, the general level of practice will be divided into small Cheng, Dacheng and complete."
"How long does it take to reach Dacheng?" Wang Le felt as if he had been pitted again.
Seeing the cunningness in the eyes of the old guy, he said, "It is easy to get started, but the more you practice, the more difficult it will be. As for how long it will take to reach Dacheng, it depends on your fortune."
After a pause, the old guy continued in a serious manner: "It took me seven years to cultivate to Dacheng, and then it took another ten years to reach completion."
"Well, you old man is really in the pit again!"
As soon as Wang Le heard this for seven years and ten years, the number suddenly became so violent that he couldn't help swearing.
The old guy saw Wang Leqi's desperate appearance, and he was always relieved. It was cool, and finally let the kid eat. Now, this little ca n’t stop pulling Lao Tzu ’s face. See the demolished man My heart is open!
"Since you think that it takes too long to practice the diamond glass hood, it means you don't need it." The old guy joked with a smile.
Seeing Wang Le quickly said, "Need, need, of course it is needed."
The old guy's face finally couldn't help but laughed, and he took out a folded piece of white paper from his arms and handed it to Wang Le. He said rudely, "Your boy is always a cheap man. Is the lord of the bastard. "
Wang Le took the paper on which King Kong's glass cover was recorded, and then tucked it into his pocket without looking.
At this time, I saw Wang Dashao looking at the old guy with resentful eyes and said, "Apart from you, in this world, is there any master who specializes in disciples?"
The old guy smiled coldly, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Xiao has cultivated so many soldiers. Who is this little who specializes in master's face?"
Wang Le shrugged and said casually, "Isn't it just to pass on your mantle to defeat? Besides, this is also where you take the initiative to approach the door, put your face forward, and hit the young man, who can blame it."
"Hey, good-forgetful boy, Xiao was remembered for a while!" Said the old guy with a reminder, smiling.
As soon as the words fell, as far as Wang Legu was concerned, he said, "When will your old and schoolmate leave Beijing?"
The old guy was accustomed to this guy's cheeky and did not take it apart, and replied, "Leave it at once."
Wang Le froze, a bit of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and said, "Why not stay a few more days?"
At this time, the old guy did not smile, sighed, looked up into the air, and murmured, "There is less time, so hurry up."
Suddenly, Wang Le's eyes became red. He didn't know whether this difference would separate the heavens and the human, and the sourness in his heart. For a moment, I didn't know how to say it, and fell into silence.
At this time, Wang Le lowered his head unconsciously, and the whole person seemed to lose his strength, because in Wang Le's life course, the old guy was the strict father, and under his stick, he cultivated himself into the best warrior. At the same time, the old guy is a grandfather. For three years in the army, he cares for himself and cares for himself.
Gradually, Wang Le's eyes dripped with tears, and he was afraid he would never see the old man again.
The dull eyes of the old guy flashed comfort. Perhaps in the eyes of the enemy, the orphan-born disciple was indifferent and ruthless. Moreover, the personality of this disciple is always complex and changeable, sometimes even his master Can't see clearly, but he knows that what this disciple most desires is affection.
Although this most gifted disciple always does not understand the rules and tries to make fun of him as a master, he knows that this disciple really cares about himself.
Because the birth of an orphan ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has not enjoyed the affection that ordinary children have from birth, they have no understanding of affection since childhood, and do not know how to express it, so they will always be a little panicked in front of themselves, like A bear child is naughty and wants to get his attention.
The old guy thought of this, and felt sour in heart. He reached out and patted Wang Le's shoulder, and said softly, "Child, don't cry."
Wang Le, with her head down, wiped her tears with her hands, raised her head, and said with a smile, "You must live a hundred more years!"
The old guy froze and laughed.
At this moment, Kirin, who was in the room, came out, and saw Master laughed, and the old man's stingy body stood upright at the temple.
The laughter, the momentum that soared all over, like the roaring ancient beast who was issuing the roar of the expedition, has the arrogance of swarming like a tiger!
Wang Le looked at the old man in front of him, and suddenly popped out of his mind in Taihe Hall that night. He saw the other person sitting on the dragon chair of the Golden Crest Hall through his delusional eyes, like the king above him, with ants in his eyes.
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