Chapter 138 (1/2)
Han Tian's three people were suspicious and worried, and carefully looked at Wu Tian's look.
He looks calm and normal, but his white hair is the best proof of his mood this month.
”It worries you.”
When he saw the three, Wu Tian's face was softened and a smile was added. However, it disappeared without a trace and was replaced by cold.
”You Hungry, let's have a barbecue Han Tian has some incoherent words. By the time he reaches the pulse stage, he has been able to develop the valley. It doesn't matter whether he eats food or not.
Wu Tiandao: ”wait a moment, poetry, take me to see your father.”
”Oh The little girl nodded.
”Wu Tian, do you want us to accompany you...”
No day smile, way: ”no, you prepare barbecue, and then prepare a few catties of good wine, wait for me.”
”All right, then.” Han Tian nods.
Wu Tian picks up the poem and walks out of the room. Under the guidance of the little girl, she quickly disappears in front of Han Tian.
”Little guy, have you noticed that there seems to be something wrong with Wu Tian?”
The little guy held his chin, pondered a little, and said, ”Han Er Huo, your head is finally open.”
”Kaiguang? Two goods? ”
Han Tian roared: ”son of a bitch, I told you, don't call me two goods, you can't hear people clearly? Oh, I forgot. You're not a human being
The last thing I like to hear in my life is this sentence. Now it's my turn to get angry: ”Han Er Huo, there is a kind of saying that frog Lord has suppressed you for 10000 years.”
”Come on, who is afraid of whom?”
The two began to prepare the necessary tools for the barbecue.
After a few months, you can't walk around the palace.
Wu Tian seems to be walking slowly, but the speed is very fast, shrinking into an inch, a step of 50-60 Zhang.
A moment later, under the guidance of poetry, Wu Tian comes to a palace. The brilliant and majestic atmosphere suddenly comes to you. There are three huge gold characters engraved on the gate of the palace. Great respect!
This is a forbidden area. No one dares to set foot at will except the master of the hall of Shura, even the other eleven.
Shua!
A dark shadow appeared and fell in front of them. It was the dark guard who led several people to Cuishan residence for a month.
Dark Wei respectfully said: ”childe, the great master has been waiting for you, please follow me in.”
”Wait for me?”
Wu Tian was thoughtful and walked into the hall door. The decoration of the hall was also magnificent. If Han Tian was here, he would know that this was the first stop of the Shura hall a month ago.
”I'd like to see you.” Dark Wei knelt on one knee and said, ”great respect, no day has come.”
In front of the high platform, there is a golden throne carved with dragons and phoenixes. The great one sits on it, hears his words, opens his eyes, and says faintly, ”well, you can go back!”
”Yes
The dark guard paid homage and turned to leave.
Wu Tian's eyes are calm. He looks at the middle-aged man in black on the throne. He is eight feet tall and rather thin. His eyebrows are like ink paintings. His eyebrows are slightly raised. He looks like two machetes pointing at his temples. His dark eyes are deep and sharp, and he looks directly into the heart.
This is Wu Tian's first close-up, face-to-face look at this peerless hero, and did not deliberately release momentum, but still make him feel flustered.
At the same time, the great master is also looking at the sky free, straight figure, calm and self-confident, not humble or arrogant, Frank. In the face of many times more powerful than himself, there are not many people who can be so calm. There is a flash of appreciation in his eyes.
Especially when he saw Wu Tian's white hair, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Shua, the great venerable appeared beside Wu Tian, but he looked at the poems, and his eyes showed a trace of softness.
”Poetry, still angry with dad.”
Tone is very gentle, at this moment he is no longer the hand covering the sky, but a father who loves his daughter and longs for her forgiveness.
”Hum!” Little girl head a Yang, ignore.
The great master said with a smile: ”poetry, father and dad have explained that it is imperative to send you Angel peak, dad is also to protect you, want to let you safe growth, happy life, you forgive dad, OK
”If you don't forgive me, I won't live with you. I'll follow my brother.” The little girl didn't look at it, she said directly.
A stiff smile, the great master with a bitter face, looking to heaven for help.