Under One Person: Dad’s Super God Journey

At three o'clock in the morning, Cheng Yang was taking a leisurely walk in Biyou Village. Since he accepted Chen Duo as his apprentice, he has been busy teaching Chen Duo magic and has not had time to stroll around Biyou Village.

After walking around like this, let alone, the scenery of Biyou Village is really good.

The sky is quite blue,

The grass is quite green,

Even the roadside is full of fresh fertilizer.

But while Cheng Yang was wandering around, he suddenly stopped in front of a certain house.

Although it was just an ordinary house in the village, at the window of the house, a figure with a kitchen knife stuck in his back was crouching furtively outside the window, constantly looking into the house.

However, Zhuge Qing, who learned that Wang had been observing under her nose for several days, did not notice it herself. With her head lowered, she ran to the corner and squatted on the ground to draw circles.

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"This is mine, mine!"

Seeing Zhuge Qing's condition in the room not getting better, Wang Ye also had a worried look on his face.

Cheng Yang looked to the left, and Fu Rong moved to the left.

Cheng Yang looked to the right, and Fu Rong moved to the right.

"Well, Master Cheng, you see it's getting late. Are you hungry? Otherwise, I'll get you something to eat."

"Are these the Eight Wonders you often call? It's indeed extraordinary. The technology inside has given Dad some new ideas for the research on some magic instruments."

"Well, Dad is a little hungry."

Just when Cheng Yang was puzzled, another figure appeared out of nowhere.

"Master Wang?"

"call--"

It was like a thunderbolt struck Fu Rong's head. She was stunned and stunned. She thought she had blocked the wind and rain for Zhuge Qing, and even Liu Wukui was driven away by her.

Just now, Zhuge Qing's eyes were locked on this simple book. Even when the two of them entered the room, his eyes kept lingering on Chengyang and the book.

Seeing Fu Rong's face as if facing a formidable enemy, Wang Ye couldn't help but sigh and told her a cruel truth.

But his eyes were fixed on the front and refused to move away.

"stop!"

Cheng Yang pushed up his glasses and looked at the scene inside the house, where a person was huddled alone in the corner, and that person was none other than Zhuge Qing, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"No, nothing."

Cheng Yang looked at the booklet on the table curiously. Before Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing could react, he had already taken the booklet and started reading it.

"what is this?"

"Oh, isn't this the boy who plays strange magic tricks? Why is it like this?"

Seeing a familiar face, Cheng Yang instantly recognized this person. It was none other than Fu Rong, the master of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Seeing Cheng Yang leave, Fu Rong slowly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and prepared to continue observing the situation in the house.

"who!"

Cheng Yang's voice also came from the side. As soon as Fu Rong turned his head, he saw Cheng Yang, who he had watched walking away, suddenly emerge from a shadow under the eaves.

"Ok?"

"Don't worry dad, although the technology inside is indeed amazing, it won't do anything to dad yet."

When he opened the door, he saw a table with a brochure on it.

The sudden movement made the man tremble all over, and then he turned around suddenly.

Seeing her unusual behavior, Cheng Yang raised his eyebrows, turned his head slightly, and looked into the room from another direction.

After all, when he was on Wudang Mountain, he also met many steadfast ascetics. After coming into contact with Fenghou Qimen, he was addicted to it for a long time and could not extricate himself.

But seeing Zhuge Qing's current appearance, Cheng Yang frowned slightly.

Fu Rong squatted on the ground holding her head and was about to cry without tears. She never expected that Cheng Yang would make such a move.

One of the eight magical skills, a magical skill that has been refined for hundreds of years.

He had already guessed what this thing was when he saw Zhuge Qing's reaction outside the house, and when Zhuge Qing's eyes were still fixed on the booklet even after the two of them walked in.

Fu Rong scratched her head, with an embarrassed smile on her face, and slowly moved her body to block the window, blocking Cheng Yang's sight.

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"what--"

"Looking at Lao Qing like this, the situation is not good."

He completely lost his usual handsome appearance, and instead thought of a lunatic who had just escaped from a mental hospital.

Fu Rong laughed awkwardly and said with a somewhat erratic look.

Watching this scene, Cheng Yang pushed up his glasses, walked over silently, and patted the sneaky figure on the shoulder.

"How did this kid become like this?"

But when he turned around, he found a shadow soldier lying on the window, a pair of scarlet pupils staring into the room.

squeak--

"Don't come in, no one is allowed in!"

Although Wang Ye heard from Ma Xianhong that Cheng Yang once refused him to use Shen Ji Bai Lian as a bargaining chip in exchange for him to join Biyou Village, but when he saw Cheng Yang looking through Shen Ji Bai Lian, Wang Ye also panicked for a moment. God.

Hearing Wang Ye's tentative tone, Cheng Yang shook his head.

"Cheng, Cheng master"

Recalling the battle with Cheng Yang that night, there was still a dull pain in my forehead, which had already recovered.

"Oh, this is also an unlucky child."

Fu Rong, who was originally very aggressive, was instantly startled when she saw Cheng Yang's face. Her momentum instantly collapsed and she swallowed silently.

Cheng Yang observed her for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, and then slowly left under Fu Rong's eyes.

His whole body trembled violently from time to time, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly and then suddenly retracted it.

Seeing Cheng Yang pick up the booklet, Wang Ye standing aside and Zhuge Qing huddled in the corner shouted at the same time.

Although he didn't know Zhuge Qing well, no matter how well he dressed before, Zhuge Qing at least always looked neat and handsome.

But the next moment, he saw Chengyang walking to the door, ready to open the door and walk in.

But Fu Rong's footsteps immediately moved following his gaze, and she stood in front of him again.

"Old man, what do you want to do?"

But to his surprise, Cheng Yang flipped through two pages, then closed the book that recorded the divine machine's hundred refinements, nodded, and his words were filled with admiration.

"Old Qing has fallen into inner demons."

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"Old man, do you have any other feelings?"

But at this moment, Zhuge Qing was huddled in the corner of the room. He was nervous, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he was still whispering something in a low voice, as if he was talking to an invisible person. dispute.

Fu Rong raised her head and glanced at Wang Ye, who was walking towards him. She was stunned for a moment, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she stood up suddenly and was about to rush to the window to block Wang Ye's sight.

"Forget it, sisters, I've been observing Lao Qing here for several days."

"what?"

Wang Ye looked at the lonely Fu Rong and sighed, and then looked at Zhuge Qing in the room again.

The sound of the doorknob turning was heard inside the house, and Zhuge Qing, who was still huddled in the corner, seemed to be stimulated by something, and roared loudly towards the outside of the house with a ferocious face.

Cheng Yang outside the house ignored his yelling and opened the door directly.

Then, Cheng Yang looked at Zhuge Qing in the corner.

At this time, Zhuge Qing stood up slowly along the wall, his face a little ferocious, his eyes still locked on the divine machine Bailian in Cheng Yang's hand.