C6485 You Still Don't Want to Show Yourself?
C6485 You Still Don't Want to Show Yourself?
"That's great. I was just worrying about where I could go. I can go and get a drink. I am a little hungry."
Seeing that the patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Zhenyuan, wanted to go with them, Zhao Guoguang and Huang Yiqing were naturally overjoyed. They were so happy that they almost cried out '热烈欢迎'.
"Hehe …"
"After two years, it is only right and proper for me to go to Yingbao's house as a guest. But now is not the time …"
Zhang Xiaofann suddenly spoke up.
Hearing this, Zhao Ying'er and Zhao Guoguang looked at each other. They did not understand what Zhang Xiaofann meant by saying this.
Amongst the people present, only Wang Zhenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then carefully sensed it.
"Oh?!"
At this moment, even Wang Zhenyuan felt something. His face revealed a look of surprise. He had obviously sensed something.
Zhang Xiaofann slowly turned around, his eyes cold as he looked at the distant sky.
"That person in the sky, you have been secretly observing for so long. Don't tell me you still don't want to show yourself?"
"Could it be that you want me to personally invite you out?"
Zhang Xiaofann's cold voice was transmitted into the sky from afar. Shangguan Wudi and the other four brothers were also stunned.
From the meaning of Zhang Xiaofann's words, it seemed like someone was hiding in the clouds and secretly watching them?
However, none of the five brothers, including Shangguan Wudi, felt anything about it.
"Hahahaha …"
"As expected of the Law-free Devil Sovereign, he is actually able to detect my existence in the Chinese Cultivation Realm!"
A hearty and unrestrained laugh suddenly came from the sky. Shangguan Wudi and the other five brothers' expressions also changed, and a hint of astonishment appeared in their old eyes.
As for why Shangguan Wudi and the rest of them were so surprised, it was because the hearty laugh was too familiar.
The laughter gradually faded away, and a deep purple lightning bolt about a thousand feet above the octagonal pavilion suddenly flashed out. Numerous dense arcs of lightning were continuously moving up and down like tiny rivulets.
In the end, these dense arcs of lightning finally condensed into the figure of a middle-aged man.
When he saw the scene in front of him, Wang Zhenyuan's expression suddenly stiffened.
"A thunder-attribute mutant?!"
The middle-aged man was wearing a long purple shirt. On the left and right sleeves of the shirt, there were two purple lightning imprints.
The middle-aged man looked exactly like Shangguan Wudi, except that he was only fifty-five years old.
However, the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with an ancient aura, as if he had experienced countless reincarnations and tribulations in this world.