Chapter 257 (1/2)
Hearing grandpa Chen's voice, Dong Wenfeng almost burst into tears. Although there was only one sentence, it made people so sad and concerned.
”It's all right, Grandpa Chen. You're always worried.” Dong Wenfeng said.
”What are you talking about? I regard you as my own grandson. Don't you regard me as my own grandfather?”
”Of course not!” Dong Wenfeng quickly retorted, ”Grandpa Chen, I just ran into a little trouble. I can handle it myself.”
Maybe he noticed the firmness in Dong Wenfeng's mouth, and grandpa Chen didn't stick to it anymore. He knew that Dong Wenfeng was not an ordinary person. He could fight with the immortal for dozens of rounds. What else to worry about.
”In that case, grandpa doesn't have much to do. Are you in Shanghai now? If you need it, you can go to the Chen family and ask Chen Da of the Chen family for help. Just give him my phone number! ”
The two exchanged greetings for a while. During this period, the old man was still worried about when Dong Wenfeng would come back and teach him some immortal spells. Dong Wenfeng looked black. He could not know any immortal spells. It was just some cultivation skills, that is, the division and body skills of the white headed immortal were different, but it also needed Dong Wenfeng's long-term training to achieve results in a short time, There is no effect.
He found a small hotel that didn't need to register his ID card. Dong Wenfeng stayed in on the 81st night. He wanted to think about ways and countermeasures. Who knows that the small hotel is too special and hot, and the sound insulation thieves are a few bad. The happy voice is everywhere, 360 degrees three-dimensional surround.
He simply took out the cultivation method formula to practice. In addition to the previous skills, he focused on the separation, body skills and the golden body skills given to him by the old man.
Although there are not all the formulas, Dong Wenfeng vaguely feels that this skill is similar to that of Yuanliang, the great monk of Shaolin Temple, and may even be the same!
The old man once said that the lightness skill of the divine thief is the best in the world, but other abilities are too bad, but Dong Wenfeng has nothing to worry about.
On the one hand, the beggars' sect, which has the best attack in the world, is short in defense.
However, it is obvious that this golden body skill is deliberately done by the old man in order to erase Dong Wenfeng's shortcomings.
”Let go of me! Let me go! ”Woo woo...”
When Dong Wenfeng let go of his mental cultivation, he suddenly heard an unusual voice coming into his ears. Dong Wenfeng frowned and suddenly withdrew from the state of mind sinking, and the voice stopped suddenly.
”How do you feel that there is something wrong with the sound?” Dong Wenfeng muttered in a low voice. Under the influence of ghosts and gods, he began to gather his mind to find the voice again.
”Ah... Let me go! I beg you! I'm only eighteen. I'm still at school! ”
”Woo woo, I'm only 15 years old. Let me go. Didn't you say I let me go when I earned you 10000 yuan... Don't you mean what you say...”
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Then there were bursts of crying. Dong Wenfeng finally felt something wrong, decided to go and have a look in person, and unknowingly found the counter.
”Someone is crying here?”
Hearing Dong Wenfeng's words, the fat landlady obviously looked ugly and swore, ”there's no sound. Don't talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of my store. This is your room fee. Get out of here. I won't rent this house!”
Dong Wenfeng screwed up his sword eyebrows. He could almost conclude that there must be a problem with the small hotel!