Ghost Wife My Lifetime Love 117 Change the requirements

"The air in the secular world is still good. I haven't come back for many years!"

For the true identity of the little boy, in addition to my curiosity, the elderly in the Meng family are also very curious. At present, it can only be determined that the little boy is the ancestor of a certain generation of Meng family, but we are not clear.

At this time, the Meng family's old master coughed and looked at the little boy. He looked at my grandfather again and said softly: "Brother Three, now you can say it! Which generation is the ancestor of our Meng family? "

Grandpa's face is a little weird and says: "I just thought it was one of the three generations of the Meng family, but the old man said that I guessed wrong. I don't know who the old man is..."

Grandpa said this, the faces of the old people in the hall have become strange.

Among the Meng family, all the ancestors' portraits have been recorded since the third generation. If the little boy is really an ancestor after the first three generations of the Meng family, Grandpa can't recognize it.

Since grandpa said so now, so that means the little boy is probably one of the ancestors of the second generation of the Meng family?

The first ancestor of the Meng family and the second generation did not leave a portrait in the Meng family, which is extremely mysterious.

It's not just me who thinks this way. The old people in Meng's presence are expected to have such thoughts in their hearts. They look at the little boy with deep shock, excitement and other complicated emotions.

The little boy ignored the old people present, but looked at me with a little appreciation in his big eyes and said: "In the current Meng family, you kid is not bad, I won't take your ten grassy flowers for nothing, make a request! I will try my best to satisfy you! "

I heard the words, I shook my head and said softly: "Those things are filial piety, and the younger generation dare not ask for anything..."

"Cut it off!" The little boy frowned and said: "I have never owed anyone in my life, so don't make me angry if you have any requests!"

This guy is definitely a dog. He turned his face when he said it.

I hesitated for a moment, then briefly explained Tang Ling's case and asked him to help me see if I could save Tang Ling.

Neither Gu Changsheng nor the third ancestor of the Meng family was able to save Tang Ling. I don't have any hope anymore. I just said it casually.

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, the little boy blinked and coughed awkwardly and muttered: "It's a bit of a hassle to change her life. I just ran out of the 18th hell. I don't want to go back ... change my request!"

Listening to him saying this, I smiled helplessly, and my mind flashed and said: "Then take my father out of the mountains!" Where did he practice the secret of the ban, I am worried that he will have any accidents, this request is not too much! "

My father's situation on the other side of the back mountain is uncertain in my heart. Even if his strength is improved, who knows what side effects there are. The family is about to reunite, I don't want to have any more accidents.

"Back mountain?" The little boy blinked his eyes and nodded slightly, smiling and said: "It's not a big deal, come with me!"

At the same time, the little boy walked out of the meeting hall directly, ignoring the Meng family elders present from the beginning to the end, which embarrassed the family leaders and others.

We hurriedly followed the little boy and headed for the back mountain.

Behind him, the old Man of the Meng family whispered in a low voice.

"Homeowner, is he really the ancestor of our Meng family?"

"It's not wrong. When he first came, he opened the mountain guardian matrix. The guardian matrix has been lost since the Eighth Generation. How can anyone know except the ancestors of the Meng family?"

"Which generations is he?"

"Who know! It is very likely that it is one of the second generations! Otherwise, how could he escape from the eighteen layers of hell..."

"Will the Sheol chase it over? If that's the case, our Mengs..."

"Don't say anything, don't anger him!"

Behind the Meng family old man talking in a low voice, grandpa and I are also talking in a low voice.

"Grandpa, you always hide quite deep!" I smiled and whispered: "Go to hell, break into the Sheol, and escape from hell unscathed. It's awesome!"

Listen to my teasing words, grandpa smiled and patted me on the head, shouted to me: "I was doing this for you boy, or how could I be so crazy? Do you think it feels good to sacrifice my age for strength? "

Remembering grandpa's old appearance before, my heart was touched and ashamed. I didn't know what to say.

Grandpa asked me about this period of time, I simply said something about the demon race and the hell. Although I said it rather flatly, the risks could be recognized as long as it was not a fool. Grandpa looked at me with wide eyes all the way and was shocked.

When I got to the back of the mountain, grandpa just came back to me, patted me on the shoulder, his eyes are strange, with some relief, whispered: "You have grown up, you are better than your father, better than me! No one can match you in this generation of Meng family! "

After the talk, Grandpa turned to look at the Meng family and other people, smiled and said proudly: "I couldn't compete with you back that time, but I have a good grandson!"

Such a childish show-off made the old people in the Meng family look not very good, some gave grandpa a direct white look, some cold hum, and some gave grandpa a direct stare.

The reaction of the old people made Grandpa laugh very much.

We came to the mountain depression in the back mountain, a huge burial ground, and the little boy stood in front of the huge colorful stone tablet, seemed a little absent, mumbling and we don't know what to say.

We waited quietly here, very quiet.

Then, the little boy shook his head, a face of self-mockery, whispered: "I've been away for too long. I feel a little touched. I'm getting old!"
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At this point, the little boy looked at the many graves covered with mountains, and finally, his eyes were fixed on the center of the grave.

The little boy stretched out his palm casually, facing the center of the tomb, and gently grasped it.

"Booming..."

The whole mountain trembled fiercely, and the earth roared constantly.

In the center of the buried bones, a strong sullen smoldering erupted into the sky and covered the sky. This side of the world suddenly filled with a strong sense of chill.

In an instant, a crack in the center of the figure rushed out, carrying the violent and murderous meaning of killing, like a wild beast rushing to the little boy.

That person is my father!

At this time, his eyes are latosolic red, he is crazy, like lost his head, like a beast that chooses people and eats.

This situation surprised me and exclaimed: "Dad, stop!"

Is the strength of the little boy comparable to that of his father? Even though my father's strength looks strong now, he is definitely not the rival of the little boy. It can even be said to be a world away.

My figure flashed over and I didn't wait for me to stop my father. My father's figure stopped suddenly and stopped in the air, screaming wildly, as if it was bound by an invisible force.

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