I became a peerless master

Chapter 73 Long Live the Dragon Emperor
Chapter 73: Long live the Dragon King
"To be honest, sir, my great-grandfather, Liu Shiyi, is a serious master of chess and the person I admire the most."

"If it wasn't for him, boy, I wouldn't have gone down the path of no return to playing chess, and I would have completely become a stinky chess basket."

"I heard from the boy that Mr. Chess is outstanding. He is actually someone who has never seen the ancients before and who will never come again. Grandpa specially came from home to meet Mr.."

It was around ten o'clock in the morning in the suburbs of Binhe City. Ye Lang and Lin Mengxi brought the weak Liu Shi in the grocery store and introduced it to Song Ye.

The aloof fairy Lin Mengxi has now changed into a careful and good student, and her identity has also followed Ye Lang's nonsense, and she has become his great-grandfather's great-granddaughter.

Mrs. Liu Shi is his great-grandfather, and I, Lin Mengxi, am Liu Shi's great-granddaughter.

Ye Lang, this scumbag and good-for-nothing young man, is clearly taking advantage of this fairy. He will definitely take revenge if he gets the chance in the future.

Supporting Liu Shi obediently, as timid as a young girl who had never been far away, Lin Mengxi's feet on the ground were already filled with sparks and murderous intent.

It turned out to be the case.

Finally found the root cause of this guy's obsession with chess and his typical addiction and poor skills.

Stinky chess basket, you kid has a profound understanding of yourself.

In the grocery store, Song Ye took a serious look at the old man named Liu Shishi after hearing Ye Lang's explanation.

In less than half a second, his eyes flicked across the old man, and Song Ye felt a heavy twilight coming towards him.

This old man should be very old, very likely to be over a hundred years old, otherwise it would be impossible to exude such a vicissitudes of history and the aura of the loess buried up to his neck.

That's right, the great-granddaughter of the family seems to be in her 20s, so you can know his age by analogy.

Moreover, his great-granddaughter, Lin Mengxi, has a somewhat cold and fairy-like look between her brows. Although she looks like a good student carefully in front of the old man, her clothes and temperament must also be a fairy cultivator.

As for Liu Shishi who was so old and dying, Song Ye felt that he was a mortal.

It's not like he hasn't seen the old fairy before. The lofty Taiyue Tower is similar to the head's bitter bamboo, and his temperament is completely different from Liu Shiyi.

Although he is old, he has white hair and a childlike face, and he has an aura that is very healthy, and even has a red face that is not inferior to a strong boy.

On the other hand, old man Liu, with a sallow complexion and weak steps, even had to be supported by his great-granddaughter to walk. How is it any different from ordinary old people?
However, if there are immortal cultivators in the family, the elderly are considered blessed.He can live to such a great age, and it should be the reason why he is a cultivator among his children and grandchildren, and all kinds of elixir and elixir will nourish his body.

"Mr. Liu is in good health, which is really a blessing to his children and grandchildren."

"Please take a seat here~"

With a gentle smile on his face, Song Ye quickly pulled out a chair and beckoned him to sit down.

His trembling body was shaking constantly. With Lin Mengxi's support, Liu Shi finally sat on the chair, and a few drops of sweat broke out uncontrollably on his forehead.

Ahem...

Unable to suppress a cough, the donated blood caused by the fatal injury spurted up his throat under the pressure, and was suppressed by him again.

The scene where the blood was sprayed did not happen, but the pain that flashed across Liu Shi's aging face was completely captured by Song Ye.

He looks like this every time he sits down, he is really close to being buried in the ground.

What's commendable is that people heard that my young master is very good at chess, and even though he is over a hundred years old, he still wants to visit him in person.

Who the hell said that mundane acrobatics are inconspicuous in this world?
Although it is not as omnipotent as the immortal cultivators, in the eyes of those who love it, worldly acrobatics are also priceless.

The old man's pure love for chess is really commendable.

After all, there are immortal cultivators in their homes, and the easiest way to live in Binhe City is to be an aristocrat.

As an ordinary mortal, if he really wanted to meet because of his chess skills, he could just send someone to call him home.

If you don't obey, it's easy to take them away by force or threaten them.

But people have to come to the door in person.

This is respect for those who are masters of chess and respect for those who are of the same mind.

There can only be one idiom to describe it, which is commendable.

"Mr. Song, junior..."

Sitting down with a worried and dying heart, Liu Shi's weak voice was interrupted by Song Ye as soon as he left his mouth.

"Old Liu needn't say much, I will definitely satisfy you and return home today."

Yan Yuese interrupted Liu Shiyi's politeness, and Song Ye said politely to the two behind him:

"Master Ye Xian, Fairy Lin, please take good care of the old man and go back to the back room to get something."

These two cultivators are the descendants of the old man, needless to say by Song Ye, they know better than Song Ye how to take care of the old man.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Liu Shishi to look sick like this, and live to such a great age, right?

Song Ye opened his mouth, in addition to being polite, he was actually hiding a little thoughtfulness.

He was a little worried that Ye Lang and Lin Mengxi would follow him into the courtyard to help with things because they were polite.

After all, in my yard, there is a little girl like a ticking time bomb playing with a cat.

Erya and herself are in an extremely dangerous situation, it must be best not to let her see the cultivator...

...

The morning in the human world of Dongzhou was ordinary and there were no major changes.

To the northwest of this vast human paradise, across the vast expanse of desert, it was already dusk in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, which was hundreds of billions of kilometers away.

It was dusk, and the setting sun was like blood. In a city built of boulders with a somewhat rough atmosphere, the smell of blood was overwhelming. The bright red color spread all over the buildings in the city of Boulders, soaking the soil under their feet.

Corpses littered the field, bleeding and floating oars.

Countless monsters' huge remnants were densely covered. A nine-foot-tall middle-aged man in black armor stood on the top of the wall, breathed out the stench of beast blood, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Boom~

The sound of sonorous and powerful footsteps approached from far away, and several strong men who looked like wild beasts were covered in blood, striding forward, and the power of qi and blood that did not restrain at all shook the huge stone city wall trembling slightly.

"Dragon Emperor, the four-star barbaric rhino tribes have all been wiped out. I respect the order of the Dragon Emperor. After the city is broken, no chicken or dog will be left behind."

"Master Fei Xiong has already gone to the thirteen four-star tribes in the surrounding area. They are limited to submit to my Black Dragon tribe within half a month. Those who refuse to obey will be wiped out!"

One of them, a sturdy man with a curly beard, bowed his head in front of the middle-aged man in black armor, and a buzzing sound like a bell spread throughout the surroundings.

Raising his head again, what appeared in the eyes of such a bearded and strong man was full of ambition and hope to make contributions.

"Ho Ho Ho! Long live the Dragon Emperor!"

As the sound of the bearded man spread around, the sound of beasts roaring and tsunami sounded from the periphery of the boulder city...

(End of this chapter)