Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

Senior Zhou said with emotion when he heard this.

"His strength has really improved too fast, you know, when school starts next month, he can be regarded as an official freshman..."

Several students around him were also full of envy.

"Senior Zhou, has such a demon appeared in our War God Academy before?"

"That's outrageous, isn't it? Don't look at me now a little higher than him, if I really fight, I guess, he can second me..."

"He's going to visit Old Master Murong's house, right?" So envious, sure enough, the demons are all with the demons, he wants to beat Senior Sister Murong's idea, right? "

Fart! Senior Sister Murong belongs to everyone, and he must not be allowed to be

stunned..." Senior Zhou, as the only junior student here, felt a little funny looking at this group of juniors' inquiries.

Then he replied selectively.

"A demon like him, don't say that our War God Academy has never appeared, even the Dragon Court Academy has never appeared, if he has always maintained this growth rate and does not fall, heck..."

This aroused the curiosity of the students, and one of them couldn't help but ask.

"What if he keeps that pace? You're done!

Senior Zhou smiled mysteriously.

"After many years, he will definitely become a new legend, sweeping the list all the way, even if he becomes a saint, it is not hopeless..."

The surrounding students were excited for a while...

It only felt like they were about to witness the birth of a future Saint Realm powerhouse.

Then the chatter began to talk non-stop.

Yang Fan had already found the location given by Murong Qingwu at this time, and the style of the villa in front of him was very similar to the ancient buildings in his previous life.

It's a bit of a high-gate mansion....

Before he could start knocking, the door suddenly opened.

I saw Murong Qingwu standing at the door.

"Come on in! Grandpa is inside..." Yang

Fan nodded, followed the other party into the courtyard, and walked into the hall.

I saw an old man dressed plainly sitting at a chess table pondering hard.

This person was the old man Yang Fan saw on the plane.

That is, Murong Yan's predecessor who secretly protected himself many times.

Murong Qingwu greeted.

"I was just playing chess with grandpa, you sit down first and let him think for a while."

After a pause, he whispered.

"Tell you what! He actually has already lost, he just doesn't want to admit it, he plays chess very badly..." As

soon as these words came out, Murong Yan, who was preoccupied on the chess table, turned dark.

Being so close, even if Murong Qingwu spoke quietly, with his cultivation, how could he not hear it?

I saw that after Murong Yan's face changed several times, he instantly returned to normal, turned his head to look at Yang Fan and said with a smile.

"Xiao Yang is here? Hurry up, come and sit..." "

Good granddaughter! Since Xiao Yang is here, if we continue to play against each other, it will be somewhat unpleasant, I think this chess game can be regarded as a draw!

After that, he got up and began to beckon Yang Fan to sit on the sofa.

Murong Qingwu was very helpless when she saw this, but she didn't say anything more.

This is obviously not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and she said that she is used to it....

How could Yang Fan not know Murong Yan's plans?

Smiled and teased.

"It's okay! I really like to watch others play Go, or else, old man, you can continue to play! I'll just watch from the side. The

corner of Murong Yan's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he didn't answer this at all, and walked towards Yang Fan with a smile on his face.

"Oops! You said you would come, what else did you bring? It's all a family, what's polite..."

After speaking, he reached out and took the bag that Yang Fan brought over.

Open it and take a look....

"Huh!! Hundred grain brew? Not bad..." After

seeing a somewhat ancient gossip, Murong Yan was stunned and looked at Yang Fan with some doubt...

He didn't understand why the other party sent this thing?

Thinking secretly, is there any mystery in this gossip that even he didn't see?

"This is?"

Yang Fan saw Murong Yan asking, and explained seriously.

"I heard that you always like gossip, and I don't know much about this thing, so I asked the teacher in the exchange hall to recommend one, saying that this gossip is very ancient, and it is more accurate to divide the gold and determine the cave or something."

"I bought it, I don't know if you like it or not..." Murong

Yan's face was full of inexplicability when he heard this...

When did I like gossip?

How did I not know it myself?

Also divided into gold and fixed caves....

Do I look like a tomb robber?

Glancing at her granddaughter next to her, I saw her covering her head with her hands, her shoulders shrugging, as if she was forced to smile.

Murong Yan seemed to have recalled...

Gossip?