Although Shenyan looks polite, once he reaches his bottom line, it's more terrible than provoking a flood of beasts.
I didn't expect that he didn't get angry this time. Instead, he laughed.
This is the second time today that they don't understand.
The first time was because of Chutian, but who was the second time?
Many young people look at the golden light of the warrior.
When they saw the face of the warrior, they all showed a clear look.
But clearly, and mixed with a lot of dignified.
It seems that this warrior can pose a strong threat to them.
"Brother Yan, I'm really sorry. I've been closed just now. I came here in a hurry as soon as I got out of the gate. In a hurry, I accidentally damaged your gate. " The warrior of golden light turns to look at the God speech childe, hey hey of embarrassed say.
This is a very handsome young martial artist. He is only sixteen or seventeen years old. He is wearing a golden training suit and looks very lively.
"You are still so reckless. Forget it this time, and pay attention next time." Master Shenyan looked at the young warrior and said.
"I will pay attention, I will pay attention." The young warrior nodded and said.
Then he looked at the Super Pride of the Sirius, "do you want my uncle to show you? I'll tell you, you're not qualified. You'll pass me first. "
The Super Pride of Sirius looked at the young warrior and asked, "who's your uncle? I don't seem to have much in common with him
"My uncle is him." The young warrior stretched out his hand and pointed to Chutian. He raised his head and said.
What? The young Tianjiao at the scene looked at Chutian and the young warrior, looking very surprised!
There is no difference in the age of the two.
So they can't accept the difference of one generation.
Even Chutian was puzzled. At last, he seemed to think of something. Looking at the young warrior, he asked, "are you xiaojinwu?"
Chutian can still see the essence of the young warrior, which is a pure blood golden crow.
He searched all the memories in his mind, thinking that if he could reach the martial Saint realm at the age of 16 or 17, it would only be the little Jinwu he saved in those years.
He later heard that the little Jinwu had awakened the highest level of Jinwu's blood, which was extremely terrifying.
It's not surprising that he has reached the level of wusheng at this age.
"Yes! Uncle Chu, I'm the little Jinwu. "
"I wanted to go to you for a long time, but my father always told me to practice in silence, which made me have no time at all. It was not easy to get together with this party, so I came to you in a hurry." The young warrior looks at Chu Tian's excited way.
When their mother and son were in danger, it was Chu Tian who rescued them.
Although he had been in a coma at that time, he still had a feeling in the dark, and he knew the story from his mother's story.
Therefore, he not only thanks Truman for saving their mother and son's life, but also admires Truman's character.
After all, Chutian was just a warrior in the realm of Wu Zun. Even the martial saint of Tiantong family wanted to take him away, but Chutian remained unmoved, which was enough to prove Chutian's character.
Therefore, he has great admiration for Chutian.
"There's not much difference between us. You don't have to call me uncle, do you?" Chutian said with a slightly embarrassed smile.