Wang Bing left the grove, his head confused.

We walked all the way back to the place where the Wang family stayed temporarily.

He does not have a solid sense of being grounded, and his whole person seems to be floating back.

He couldn't concentrate, it was like a bomb exploding in his mind.

Wang Bing recalls the past.

When he was very young, his classmates were still playing pirated games.

His house is full of expensive genuine games.

In junior high school, someone tried to fix him.

He maimed all those people.

The parents of those people were so angry that in the end they moved out in despair.

He has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, and he has been pampered with every possible care.

But now I can’t get what I want even if I want a book of eight magic skills.

Why?

Everyone in this world should obviously let him ask for what he wants, so why is there such undesirable pain?

Wang Bing pulled up the bellows on his chest, and the strangers around him stayed away as if they had seen a ghost, whispering "pedicure master, pedicure master."

Wang Bing didn’t have time to deal with it this time.

Why?

Wang Bing thought so.

Because he is just Wang Ai's great-grandson, and the direct descendants of the other three major families are no worse than him in terms of status.

Is it even more self-defeating to compare with Zhang Tianyu, who was taught by Master Tianyu?

So there’s nothing special about him?

Just because he is Wang Ai's great-grandson, he is able to rely on the Wang family to get where he is today?

Without Wang Ai and without the Wang family, is he nothing?

This truthful and revealing answer caused Wang Ting to suffer so much pain that he almost fainted.

……

Just before Feng Zhenghao left, he expressed his intention to rely on the Wang family.

Wang Ai neither agreed nor refused.

Feng Zhenghao is not an ordinary person, but Wang Ai doesn't mind playing with him.

In his words, the little cub's fur is still tender.

When I was thinking about how to have fun with Feng Zhenghao.

Wang Bing walked in.

"Bing'er?" Wang Ai was a little worried when he saw Wang Bing with bloodshot eyes.

Wang Bing's voice was hoarse: "Grandpa, is there a possibility that I am not only a bloodline of the Wang family, but also the reincarnation of Ziwei, with the appearance of a great emperor?"

Wang Bing's eyes gradually lit up.

Yes, there must be a mistake somewhere!

He is Wang Bing!

He is not where he is today because of the Wang family!

On the contrary, the Wang family is glorious because of him!

If he is really the reincarnation of Zi Wei, with the appearance of a great emperor...

What is the Wang family?

What are the four major families?

What is the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain?

All pain is gone!

"?" Mr. Wang was stunned and felt incredible.

He has doted on Wang Bing since childhood, holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

Developed Wang Bu’s arrogant character.

But Wang Ai doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with this.

Who is Wang Ting and his favorite great-grandson?

But this question really caught Wang Ai off guard.

He couldn't help it anymore and smiled dotingly: "Bing'er, I'm not telling you, you are not young at all, how can you still have such... uh, naive thoughts?"

The smile on Wang Ai's face filled Wang Bing's heart with pain again.

It seems to be sprinkled with salt and baked on a red iron plate.

……

In the afternoon, Zhang Tianyu went up the mountain feeling refreshed.

What else is he mumbling in his mouth?

Zhang Lingyu is waiting for him.

I heard him say, 'You are my grandson and I am your father.'

Zhang Lingyu was a little curious.

Normally, if senior brother is so happy, he must be having fun.

And the other party is even worse.

Seeing Zhang Tianyu's evil smile, the haze in Zhang Lingyu's heart dissipated a lot.

The two came to the room.

Zhang Lingyu sighed: "I originally thought I could compete with my senior brother, but I didn't expect to be eliminated so quickly."

Zhang Tianyu smiled.

You don’t need to be so polite with your own family: “You want to compete with me? Just practice for twenty years first and then talk about it.”

Zhang Lingyu was speechless. Twenty years later, how far should senior brother have grown?

He quickly cheered up: "Deng Youfu is very extraordinary. To be precise, the spirit in him is very extraordinary."

Zhang Lingyu's strength is definitely not weak among his peers.

According to Zhang Tianyu's estimation, only Wang Ye is absolutely sure of defeating him.

Seeing Zhang Tianyu listening carefully, Zhang Lingyu continued:

"I don't know much about the Northeast horse fairy. Judging from the aura, the spirit should be a snake demon with a very strong cultivation level, at least three hundred years old."

"Deng Youfu couldn't borrow all the power of the snake demon, about 10 to 25%. As a carrier, he could only pass, but he still defeated me easily."

Zhang Tianyu nodded slightly.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, spirits were not allowed to become spirits, and most of the monsters in China fled to the outside world.

Liu Kunsheng is one of the best.

Three hundred years of cultivation is indeed terrifying.

"The golden light is transformed by Qi. After Deng Youfu invited the snake demon, the demon Qi will corrode the protective golden light."

"Furthermore, his demonic energy is very cold, and it will also cause the energy in the body to not flow smoothly."

Zhang Tianyu said: "Tell me about the game in the morning carefully and see where you lost?"

Zhang Lingyu said: "Deng Youfu acted very quickly and directly invited the snake demon to possess him. I first used golden light to protect his body."

"I didn't expect that it would be quickly dispersed by Yao Qi. If I tried to use Yang Wu Lei again, the Qi in my body would also be affected by Yao Qi."

"If we can barely condense Yang Lei, the situation is over."

"But Yang Wu Lei has a restraining effect on Yaoqi. If I use Yang Wu Lei as soon as the game starts, I can last longer."

Zhang Lingyu was a little annoyed.

Ma Xian from the Northeast is really a scoundrel.

Defeat him directly with his ancient cultivation.

"Brother, you must be more careful tomorrow. I did not force out Deng Youfu's full strength, so I can only get this information."

Zhang Tianyu expressed understanding.
To be continued...