blogombal Chapter 449
Chapter 449
The sun sets in the west, and darkness shrouds the small mountain village surrounded by high mountains.
Luo Fanchen looked up and said, "It's getting late,"
"If you have nothing to do, I'll help Tongtong light a fire and cook."
The old man with the broken arm was anxious. The gun-wielding demon he had been thinking about was right in front of him, how could he let him go?
"No, don't go!"
"We can talk about it!"
He chased after him, dodged and blocked Luo Fanchen. After hesitating with a gloomy face, he gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that I spoke too loudly before."
Luo Fanchen hurriedly stopped him and said, "very terrified," "No, don't do this. I still like your cold and aloof look before. Please recover."
"Kukuku!"
The old blind man laughed unabashedly: "This kid is not a good thing either. He is too bad, but I like him, hahaha."
The lame man shouted loudly: "The one with the missing arm, one word to let this kid go away. What is our identity and status? Can we let the young man control us?"
The old blind man smiled and nodded: "That's right, we can't bear this grievance! How embarrassing!!!"
The two sang the same tune, and the old man with the broken arm blushed.
How could he have thought that this kid could suddenly awaken a gun martial spirit? This is totally unreasonable?
The old man with the broken arm gritted his teeth, thinking of the fierce and unheard-of killing gun.
Face, what is face?
Can it be eaten?
The successor is more important, I am shameless! !
"Little Ancestor Luo, I was wrong, please forgive me and let me take a good look at you. I am obsessed with guns in my life."
The old man with the broken arm was in tears and blinked his old eyes:
"You don't want me to be a useless old cripple at this age, kneel down and apologize."
He regretted it so much: "Don't force me to kneel down and beg you!"
Seeing that Luo Fanchen was indifferent,
the old man with the broken arm knew that he had indeed spoken and acted unkindly before and ignored him. He made up his mind, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly.
"Shua!"
Luo Fanchen's pupils contracted, and he took a step forward, and hurriedly supported the shoulders of the old man with the broken arm with both hands to stop the falling trend.
He was shocked himself. This old man was very capable, and he really knelt down to apologize.
"Don't..."
"I can't bear your kneeling."
"This time I'm not saying it in a sarcastic way!"
The old man with the broken arm looked up eagerly, "Little ancestor, are you willing to forgive me?"
Luo Fanchen smiled bitterly: "I didn't blame you, I was just teasing you, who would have thought you would really do it."
The old man with the broken arm said pitifully: "Are you willing to inherit my spear-fighting legacy?"
Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Is this something I can learn?"
You kid knows how to make people angry!
The old man with the broken arm was so angry that his liver hurt, and there were a few old men laughing shamelessly beside him.
"Stand at attention when you are beaten, admit your mistakes when you make them."
"Don't stop me, I'll kneel down and won't get up!"
"Go ahead and learn. As long as you learn, I'll teach you. There are no additional conditions!!"
"Learn, kid, isn't it okay to learn!"
Luo Fanchen "bite the bullet" and agreed, and the old man with the broken arm got up contentedly.
"Look at what happened."
"I was going to say I was here when I met you on the road, but you just left."
The old man with the broken arm was too ashamed to see anyone: "Don't scold me, don't scold me..."
The old beggar laughed and muttered: "Tongtong, learn from your big brother Luo, this kid is too cunning, he got the advantage and still acted cute, he can't stand a bit of loss in the world."
"Hmph!"
The blind girl frowned, and said with a petal-like lip: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, brother Luo is not a cunning man!"
The old beggar suddenly felt a little cold,
The little cotton-padded jacket that had always been well-behaved and never talked back seemed to have a hole in it.
Luo Fanchen could not resist the old man's plea and released the Nine Heavens God-killing Spear again.
"Good spear!"
"It has a restrained fierceness and a long-lasting evil spirit. Its domineering intention is enough to crush Zidian Shenxiao."
The old man's eyes flashed with the spear light. He observed it carefully from a close distance and was more and more shocked. He had read many spears in his life, but he could not judge the grade of this God-killing Spear.
He wanted to put his broken arm on the spear shaft to feel it,
Luo Fanchen agreed, but the divine object had spirit, and the God-killing Spear obviously disagreed.
"Buzz!"
The gun body moved automatically and avoided the old man with broken arms.
"Huh?"
"Is there any gun in the world that I can't control?"
The old man with broken arms was dissatisfied, and his competitive spirit was aroused. His body shook and released a terrifying spear art, like the emperor of spear art, and he would not tolerate any infringement or doubt.
Luo Fanchen was frightened and could not associate the spear art emperor in front of him with the disabled old man who had just cried and begged others to learn secret skills.
As a result, the God-killing Spear was indifferent, and even more disgusted.
The gun body shook, as if to signal that you can't do it, and took the initiative to hide in Luo Fanchen's Dantian.
The old man with the broken arm was embarrassed, as ifThe frustration of flirting with the blind man surged in his heart.
Then he became more and more certain that the status of this spear was terrifyingly high.
"You kid..."
"Too unexpected."
"Let's go, I will pass on to you the unique spear skills that I have mastered."
The lame man who was watching the joke on the side couldn't laugh at this time.
Chao!
This old guy seemed to have lost face, but in fact he won a successor.
What should he do? ?
With a glance, he found the old beggar in the distance, with a miserable face, even more annoyed than him.
Huh——
Fortunately, I am smart and planned in advance.
After the world competition, once the Feng and Huang family kids are defeated, we can naturally accept the successor.
The old blind man came over and pushed the old man with a broken arm away with disdain:
"You take a rest first, I will teach you the fifth form of the Sky-peeking God Refining first."
"Master the fifth form, and you can practice your spear skills with half the effort."
The old man with a broken arm reluctantly moved away, but always stayed nearby.
He looked at Luo Fanchen with fanatical eyes, as if he was looking at an uncut gem.
"Luo, do you want to take a rest?"
Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Time is running out, the World Championship will start in fifteen days."
Seeing that Luo Fanchen was both talented and hardworking, the disabled old men nodded one after another with admiration in their eyes.
"Shua!"
A transparent white magical eyeball condensed on Dacan's chest, and the wheels were spinning, full of spiritual energy. Luo Fanchen observed curiously, and then heard Dacan say:
"If you practice for another 20 or 30 years, you can also practice this mind eye."
"Concentrate!"
"Shua——"
A divine light shot out from the mind eye and sank into the silver-patterned pupil between Luo Fanchen's eyebrows. The profound and complicated information about the fifth style was quickly received.
"You kid, take your time to digest it. With my Soul Emperor cultivation, it took me two and a half years of hard work to master this skill. Even if you are gifted, it will take you ten days or half a month."
The old man with the broken arm got angry and rushed over to curse: "You despicable old thing."
"There are only a dozen days in total, and you have to learn all your broken things."
"The World Championship depends on your unique skills? How can I have time to learn my gun skills!"
The blind man coughed dryly: "Ahem, am I that kind of person?"
"Gun skills cannot be mastered overnight, you need to practice slowly, don't rush."
The old man with the broken arm sealed Tongtong's ears with his soul power, and said sweetly:
"I will practice your *** wall!"
The old blind man whistled, turned a deaf ear, and asked the lame man with a bitter face for wine.
"Boom!"
Luo Fanchen, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
The pupils between the eyebrows alternated between light and darkness, and countless runes gathered and reorganized, shining brilliantly.
Finally, a complicated and special talisman was condensed, which made people dizzy.
"???"
The old blind man was shocked and shook his head suddenly, "Fuck, no way?"
"Blind man, didn't you say two and a half years? This kid learned it so quickly?"
"It should... probably... It can't be so fast. This is a secret skill, not a farmer's rice planting trick. How can it be so easy to learn?"
The beggar and the cripple looked surprised, and the old man with a broken arm stopped outputting and looked over curiously...