Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 284 Fate
"Is that imitation Xiaonan really so powerful? I don't think it's possible, he's so much younger than me!"

"Hehe. Didn't you read the post? He and Lin Yuyin killed half of the Huashan sect! There are two psychics and three vajra realms; plus a few evil cultivators, there are three psychics and eight diamond realms in total." !"

Speaking of this, the man paused and said: "Even if Lin Yuyin's psychic sword cultivator can withstand two or three psychics, there are still eight diamond-level people, and there is news that there is an elder in Luohunya He also died at his hands, but I don’t know if it’s true or not! Do you think you can beat eight innates by yourself now?”

"Eh, for those innate talents who are just getting started, I can hit two by myself, and I can only run away with three!" First of all, the man smiled and said: "Forget it, forget it, this person is really better than others." Than the dead!"

The two walked through the corridor while laughing and talking like this, but suddenly a cold voice came from the side: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Huh?" The two were taken aback for a moment, and then they saw a cold woman sitting in the garden next to them.

Seeing this indifferent person, the two hurriedly bowed their fists together and said, "I've seen Aunt Yuan!"

"En!" Leng ** nodded lightly, looked at the two of them, and said, "What were you two talking about just now?"

"Ah..." The two looked at each other, and one of them laughed quickly: "We were talking about Qingyun's bloody battle just now!"

"A bloody battle in Qingyun?" Leng ** frowned slightly, and said: "What is this? What did you just say imitating Xiaonan?"

"That's right, imitating Xiaonan!" The man explained with a flattering smile, "You've been too busy recently, maybe you didn't pay attention to the recent things!"

Leng ** nodded lightly, and said: "Let me listen!"

"Yes, Aunt Yuan!" Hearing the woman's words, the two of them didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly told the story of Qingyun's bloody battle!
Listening to the two people's words, the woman's face was startled and annoyed. After listening, she said coldly: "Is this Fang Xiaonan from Dongyuan University?"

"Exactly, so aunt knew?" The two were taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

After hearing the confirmation from the two, the woman's face darkened slightly again, and after taking a deep breath, she said, "Okay, you guys go."

"Yes!" After the two replied respectfully, they retreated slowly, leaving only the woman sitting there with a face that changed from sunny to cloudy.

The two left far away until they walked out of the garden, and this time they whispered: "What's going on? Does Aunt Yuan recognize Fang Xiaonan?"

"I don't know." One of them shook his head lightly, suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise: "Ah, that's right. I heard that Aunt Yuan's daughter, the popular candidate to inherit the mantle of grandma, seems to be in Dongyuan before. Going to college?"

As soon as the words came out, the person next to him was also stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, frowned and thought for a while: "It seems to be like this!"

Speaking of this, the two looked at each other, with strange dark eyes showing, and one of them hesitated, "Could it be that Xiaolei knows this imitation Xiaonan?"

The other person frowned, and said slowly: "Looking at this, I'm afraid it's not just acquaintance"

After all, both of them couldn't help but took a deep breath and looked back at Yuanzi.
"If Lin Xiaolei is really like Fang Xiaonan. Does that mean that she is not qualified to take over the mantle of grandma?"

"Hehe. Don't be joking. If you are not qualified, you would have been checked out long ago. How can you still be here today?" What does imitating Xiaonan have to do with it? Hehe, this is a bit interesting."

The person next to him seemed to have thought of something at this time, and laughed along with him, saying, "Hmm. That's interesting!"

Aunt Yuan sat in the garden for a long time, until a gust of wind blew and the ancient books in her hands made a rustling sound, and she came to her senses.

Looking at the yellowed ancient book in her hand, Aunt Yuan took a deep breath, stood up, and walked outside.

"Why did you come back? The meal is not ready yet!"

The gentle middle-aged man looked at his wife who came back from outside, and smiled slightly.

"It's a bit cold outside today, so I came back earlier!" The woman Leng forced a smile, looked at her husband with a warm smile on his face, and suddenly stepped forward to hug her gently.

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to touch the head of his wife in his arms in doubt, frowned slightly, and said, "Could it be grandma?"

"No!" The woman shook her head lightly to the end, suddenly looked up at the middle-aged man, smiled tenderly and said: "Jinan, I have really suffered for you these years!"

"Huh?" Lin Jinan was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed, and said, "What nonsense, I am very happy to have you here all these years!"

The woman nodded vigorously, and said with a shy smile: "I am also very happy, but originally you could be free and powerful outside, but for me and Xiaolei, you are willing to stay in the ancestral house all these years and be ruled by others! "

Lin Jinan raised his head slightly to look at the sunlight outside the window, a hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed again, saying: "Whatever you gain, you will lose. I made the choice back then, so I don't regret it now!"

"Okay, why are you talking about this suddenly today, don't think too much; Xiaolei has been back in the past two years, and our life has improved a lot. Let me cook. Xiaolei should be back soon!"

"Yeah. Let's go, I'll help you!"

One of the two couples chopped vegetables, and the other began to wash the pot, but it was obvious that the woman's movements were a little rusty; but Lin Jinan's movements were extremely skillful, and he cleaned the pot in two or three strokes, and then prepared to stir-fry.

The woman put the chopped vegetables into the basin, pursed her lips vigorously, and then suddenly said: "That imitation Xiaonan is now in the Vajra Realm! He is from the Lin family!"

"Imitating Xiaonan? King Kong Realm?" Lin Jinan raised the oil pot and prepared to pour oil, while he said something suspicious, suddenly his hands froze, turned his head to look at his wife with some difficulty, and said in a rustling voice: "Which one do you say?" Like Xiaonan?"

"It's the imitation Xiaonan!" The woman stretched out her hand and picked up a handful of lettuce. While washing, she said slowly, "His mother is Lin Yuyin!"

Lin Jinan's hand shook slightly, and after a long while, he smiled shyly, "Blood Rakshasa? My distant cousin?"

"Yes, that Blood Raksha Lin Yuyin, she has psychics now!" The woman nodded.

Lin Jinan was silent for a while, shook his head and smiled wryly: "Fang Xiaonan is her son? A King Kong realm in his twenties? Don't be kidding!"

"I'm not joking. Recently, we rarely pay attention to the outside world. We focus on Xiaolei; but there are many things happening outside."

Listening to his wife's words, Lin Jinan slowly put down the oil pot in his hand, and looked at his wife intently.

"A few days ago, Fang Xiaonan obtained an innate spirit, which caused many people to peep. That night, mother and son joined forces to kill three psychics and eight king kong!"

"Innate spirit?" Lin Jinan took a deep breath, and looked at his wife in horror. He would never believe it if someone else said it, but at this moment, he could only tremble: "Is this...is this true?"

"However, this innate spirit has been imitated by Xiaonan and turned into a human race, but their mother and son have a sword repair psychic and a Vajra invincible, but it is not bad!" The woman also shook her head with a wry smile.

Lin Jinan stood there with a strange expression on his face. He shook his head after a long while and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately fooling people, if this was a year ago, then Xiaolei wouldn't need it either."

"It's not too late!" The woman shook the lettuce in her hand, and suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Let's see again!"
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(End of this chapter)