Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

The appearance of the compass only brought back Tsing Yi's memories.

But what brought Grand Master Wen was full of shock and ecstasy!

The moment Xuanniao stopped, he was so moved that he was already in tears.

The compass car of the ancient great god Fengzheng, this is the dream of all generals.

Unexpectedly, it just appeared in front of him.

He couldn't believe it, and at one point he even thought it was just an illusion.

After rubbing his eyes for a while, he opened them again.

He was in tears, tears of excitement!

He continued to praise loudly in his mouth.

"Okay! Really! It's really such a treasure!"

When he turned his head and looked at Yin Hong again, he didn't have the slightest sense of blame from before.

In addition to appreciation, it also showed a little admiration.

"Good! At such a young age, you can make such a treasure. It's really a blessing to become a soup, and a great businessman's luck!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha! Hahaha! Good good! Great!"

Hearing the series of good words by the grand master, King Zhou was immediately surrounded.

Originally, the big hand that was about to slap Yin Hong's head was raised, but it changed into a caress directly.

Although he didn't know why, but looking at his teacher's expression of admiration, how could he not know that if this brain is knocked down, he will definitely be in a worse situation.

He could only keep rubbing Yin Hong's head with that embarrassing smile on his face.

"Okay, good son. Haha, hahaha..."

Because Yin Hong, who was staring at him at the moment, was full of contempt, how could he not be embarrassed?

【Father, did your posture just now mean you were going to beat up the young master? 】

[If you have a chance, try beating one. 】

Leaving aside King Zhou, Yin Hong looked at Grand Master Wen again, deliberately showing that confused expression.

It seemed like an innocent child who didn't know what Wen Taishi was happy about.

===Chapter 38 Fighting King Golden Whip===

"Master, is this useful?"

The one who asked this question had an innocent face, like a child who had done something wrong.

But when King Zhou heard his thoughts, he was almost overwhelmed by thunder.

Just listen to this kid muttering in his heart.

【Hey, I have to pretend to be pitiful.The most important thing is to cheat something. 】

【How about...then let Mo Qilin go first, and trick Wang Jinbian to come here first? 】

[With that thing in hand, let's see if this stupid old man dares to stare at himself in the future! 】

[If you are upset, I will beat him up! 】

【hey-hey! 】

Listening to Yin Hong's voice, King Zhou felt aggrieved in his heart.

Not only pretending there, but also thinking about which treasure to take?

It's just that Grand Master Wen couldn't hear Yin Hong's voice at all.

"It's useful, it's useful! It's so useful!" Grand Master Wen walked over with a happy face, and took Yin Hong from King Zhou's hand.

For the first time ever, Yin Hong was thrown into the air, and there came a high-altitude gesture that belonged only to the grandpa and grandson.

Yin Hong giggled and laughed.

This scene made King Zhou feel envious and jealous.

Not to mention the constant muttering in my heart.

Teacher, teacher, don't be fooled by this kid's appearance.

This kid is very fine.

Also, what did this kid do?

You love him so much?

When you were young, Gu and Feihu always picked their noses and eyes in everything they did.

It's... it's not fair.

At this moment, King Zhou Yin Shou was sour, yes, he was jealous of his son.

For him, Grand Master Wen is like a father.

It's just that this father was too strict with him, that day Jiujiandian was discussing the Northern Expedition.

That was the first time Grand Master Wen praised him, and that would make Yin Shou happy.

Now seeing my son being held in the arms of the old grand master with my own eyes, how can I not be jealous?

And when he heard Yin Hong's inner voice, he became even more angry.

【Sigh, I'm not a child, why are you always playing this trick on me. 】

【Can you stop for a while?Look at your age, your hair is all white, aren't you tired after working so hard? 】

【Forget it.It's rare for you to be so happy after fighting for half your life, so I can't let your happiness be spoiled. 】

【Then I'll just pretend to be happy, when the time comes, both Mo Qilin and Master Wangbian will be both, hehe~】

While Yin Hong was giggling happily, his stomach was full of bad water.

King Zhou's nose was about to smoke.

This is typical of getting cheap and selling well.

But what I hate the most is that I still have nothing to do with this kid.

After all, he was really scared when he heard the grand master's power.

I can only stand on the side to accompany the music, smirking awkwardly and fisting at the same time.

【Haha, this old man, isn't his smile too fake? 】

Yin Hong glanced at King Zhou, and King Zhou immediately stared at him like a tiger.

It's just that when he stared over, what was waiting for him was Grand Master Wen's warning gaze.

Moreover, what is revealed in this look is the feeling of being full of calf protection.

King Zhou is wronged, I am your apprentice, this rebellious son is just a son.

Thinking about it is even more depressing. Is this the rumored intergenerational relative?

Unexpectedly, when he is the majestic king of a country, he is actually competing for favor with his own son.

Lost, and lost so thoroughly.

After a long time, Wen Taishi was also a little tired from teasing.

Only then did he take a few deep breaths, and put Yin Hong down.

He patted his little shoulder and asked, "Good disciple, you said you really made that thing?"

This is the name of the little prince, which directly transitions to the grandson, but it can be regarded as recognizing Yin Hong.

Moreover, a good word was added in front of this, which shows that the Grand Master loves Yin Hong.

Grand Master Wen pointed to the mysterious bird logo, even though he had already determined that it was the guide car in ancient rumors, he still couldn't calm down for a long time.

I hope to get confirmation from Yin Hong's mouth.

"Yeah, master. The grandson made it casually. After all, he is going to fight this time. The grandson thought about what to do if the army gets lost, so he made one before departure. It's a pity that the materials are hard to find. It took me a long time to come up with this one. The disciples are really ashamed of the master's teachings, alas..."

While explaining, Yin Hong acted out the slowly lost emotions.

It looked as if he really regretted not working hard.

Seeing this, King Zhou's fists were almost clenched.

After all, Yin Hong's heartfelt voice was being exported to King Zhou like a wave.

What do you think of the young master's performance?What young master used retreat as advance, tsk tsk tsk, young master himself admired it.

And so on and so on.

Wave after wave stimulated King Zhou who wanted to go crazy but couldn't.

But these words were like a melodious chapter in Wen Taishi's ears.

"Okay, okay! You are so deeply comforted by your family and country at such a young age. The old man just now blamed you for being so ambitious, ashamed, ashamed..."

As he said that, Wen Taishi really showed that expression of deep self-blame.

At this moment, King Zhou was about to collapse.

He wanted to expose this cunning little thief, but he still couldn't do it.

Once this is revealed, this kid will definitely guard against himself in the future.

It is difficult to hear this unscrupulous voice again.

Instead of that, it's better to grit your teeth and endure it.

Thinking about it, he glanced at Grand Master Wen again, his eyes full of sorrow.

He really wanted to hear the voice of the Grand Master, so that he could use this to expose the plot of this rebellious son.

It can be heard that how could the grand master hear his heartfelt voice.

I saw that Grand Master Wen was tall and straight, and stood there imposingly.

Gently stroking the gray beard in his hand, he only spoke to King Zhou with a back view.

"Shou'er, at such a young age, Hong'er has achieved the deeds of catching up with the great power of the ancients. Do you think there should be some rewards? Don't forget, you are not only the king of a country, but also a parent. You don’t need to teach me everything, right?”

The King Zhou who shouted "Shou'er" was full of excitement.

The last time I called him that was in the meeting hall.

But this time the feeling is completely different, the last time I appreciated myself.

And this time, it feels like he is completely using his identity as a master and apprentice to suppress himself.

Alas... King Zhou was speechless.

Gritting his teeth and glaring at Yin Hong, this stupid son has completely robbed him of the credit.

I could only admit it, and opened my mouth in a second thought.

"Yes, yes, what the teacher said, how about making him a nine-rank sword-wielding boy?"

Upon hearing this, Grand Master Wen frowned slightly, what and what is this?

He said slightly dissatisfied: "Are you making fun of the old man?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a golden glow on the Taishi's cuff.

King Zhou immediately changed his mind when he saw this golden light, because this thing was too familiar.

If he didn't believe it if he hadn't beaten Wang Jinbian to death, he would definitely beat himself up for a disagreement.

Although King Zhou with the strength of the Golden Immortal is not afraid of Wen Taishi, after all, this kind of fear has nothing to do with his strength.

This is a fear that comes from within the soul, cultivated from childhood.

"Let's confer... a title. But my Da Shang title is only divided into four levels: king, marquis, son, and male. He is too young. If he is directly crowned king and marquis, he will definitely gossip about our master and apprentice. Viscount And the fiefdom of the baron is fifty miles. And five neighbors, five neighbors are five miles, fifty miles is a lot. Look at this kid, is it a viscount or a baron?"

Grand Master Wen didn't answer, but looked at Yin Hong and said, "My dear disciple, what do you think?"

Yin Hong rolled his small eyes, and quickly retreated, saying: "No, no, this is the job of disciples and grandchildren, how can we ask for any reward."