"Is this trash from the third level of Qi Refining worthy of eating an apple? Get lost!"
The genius of the Qingyun Sect kicked over Lu Yuan's lunch and even tried to snatch the crumpled rotten apple in his arms.
Lu Yuan was helpless. He just wanted to live with the pretty maid, but the world had to force him to do so!
Bite! Matches the second uncle's old handkerchief!
The next second, a stained rag flew out of the air, instantly drawing the genius into blood mist, and even a corner of the sect's main hall collapsed!
Elder Jindan knelt down on the spot: "The rhyme of this handkerchief circulates, and the holy way is actually manifested? Senior, are you training your heart in the world of mortals?"
Lu Yuan: I really don't know! I just want to throw away a piece of rubbish. Are you going to kneel down?
In the ancient heaven of the upper world, the second uncle of the Invincible God of War was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, shouting angrily: "Weird thing! Why did the handkerchief I just wiped my nose disappear out of thin air? This is made of real dragon silk!"
They don't know that these "bizarrely missing" garbage are causing a storm in the lower world.
The rags he used to pad the corners of the table were fragments of the emperor's robe that could defend against the Supreme's blow;
The foot-washing water he threw away became the real dragon essence and blood that all the demon kings rushed to grab!
Until that day, when the immortals from the upper world came to destroy this world, Lu Yuan helplessly shouted into the void:
"Second uncle, if you don't come here, your grandnephew will be beaten to death!"
Boom! The void suddenly cracked, and a giant hand covering the sky pushed down: "Who dares to touch my only seedling of the Lu family?!"
