Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 3094: I need 30,000 words a day
Li Tianming looked at his back and felt a special sadness.
"Black Myriad Rings?"
In addition to the shackles, Li Tianming was still in the old man's hand and saw an ancient black Wan Dao ring, indicating that the old man belonged to the Wan Dao Valley and came from the realm, not a local.
As long as it wears a black Wandao ring, even if it becomes a realm, it is impossible to be a high-rise in Wandao Valley in the end.
If you are not born in Wandaogu, it is difficult to reach the level of the Venerable and the Holy Patriarch.
"The most important thing is, these shackles don't seem to be ordinary things?"
In terms of material, it seems to be an ordinary metal ore, probably Tianjun ore!
However, Li Tianming, as a clan who steals the sky, has a different vision than ordinary people.
He is very sensitive to the 'enchantment lock' created by the enchantment!
Although the material of this shackle is ordinary, Li Tianming feels that it seems to have a very complicated enchantment lock.
This kind of enchantment lock is generally used to lock the inheritance battle tactics, or the secret room that opened the hive ancestral world that appeared in the ancient gods!
It's the first time Li Tianming has seen it for locking people.
Because normally, to lock a person, the Tianyuan artifact will do.
This kind of enchantment lock, given the shackles of ordinary materials, can only show that the existence of the old man is locked, and he wants to lock him, but does not let ordinary people see how deep the shackles are.
"It's so hard to lock up an old man who is about to die, wearing a black Wandao ring, what are you doing?"
As a Heaven-stealing clan, Li Tianming felt itchy when he saw such an enchantment lock.
It's racial instinct!
"No wonder I thought he was strange at first glance... What attracted me should be the shackles superimposed with tens of thousands of enchantment locks!"
Strange to die!
Li Tianming was very uncomfortable with the shackles of the enchantment lock. He directly committed obsessive-compulsive disorder. Anyway, after a lot of time, he did not enter the Wandao Great Market, but came to the old man sweeping the floor.
"Master."
Li Tianming shouted respectfully.
The old man didn't respond, still hunched over, dragging shackles and chains, picking up debris on the ground.
Such as broken swords, torn clothing, discarded happy balls, etc.
"Master, can I take a look at your shackles?" Li Tianming asked.
The old man froze suddenly, he turned around tremblingly, and Li Tianming saw that he was indeed very old, his appearance was ordinary, his hair and beard were sparse, his eyelids were drooping, and he couldn't keep his eyes open. open.
"Wa'er, you are here, shout, what about me?" The old man spoke very slowly, his lips moved for a long time before he said this sentence, and the lag was comparable to silver dust.
"Yes." Li Tianming smiled. Since he responded, Li Tianming was not in a hurry, but chatted first, "Excuse me, sir, what's your name?"
This old man is different from others, he will not be disgusted by Li Tianming being a lowly blood beastmaster.
However, Li Tianming still has eyes on others, so he doesn't plan to stay in front of this old man for a long time, for fear that his own disaster will implicate this old man.
"I, just, call, sir." The old man was clearly tired, but still said with a smile.
"Young man, what's your name?" the old man asked again.
"Then my name is Xiao Ye." Li Tianming said.
"Haha!" The old man laughed. It seemed that he was quite at ease, not as lonely as Li Tianming imagined.
"May I ask Uncle Guigeng?" Li Tianming asked.
"Me? I'm eighteen years old." The old man shook his head.
Li Tianming's eyes darkened and he said, "Master, how can you be eighteen?"
"Liar to you, what are you doing?" the old man said solemnly.
"Then what kind of work does the uncle do, he looks so mature?" Li Tianming asked through gritted teeth.
"Me? I write books! 30,000 words a day, support people! No, I just finished writing 30,000 words today, come out, sweep the floor, that, fitness, it's great!" The old man said with a smile,
“…!”
Li Tianming was speechless.
It seems that this old man is quite joking.
I couldn't talk to him anyway, so Li Tianming went straight to the point and asked: "Master, forgive me for being abrupt, I want to take a look at your shackles, okay?"
"Yes, young master. But don't let the athlete's foot suffocate!" The old man said with a smile.
"Uncle's feet must be fragrant..."
Li Tianming held his breath and squatted down.
He stretched out his left arm and squeezed the shackles. Facing the shackles full of enchantment locks, Li Tianming immediately felt it.
The hexagonal scales of his palm seeped out a faint light.
His fingers couldn't help but want to move.
"My dear, at least 100,000 enchantment locks, who has such a black heart to lock this old man like this?"
Li Tianming frowned.
Although his hands are itchy, he also knows that people who can do such a thing should not be ordinary people.
Not my current self, who can afford to offend.
Don't think about whether you can succeed or not.
If it succeeds and the shackles are untied, I don't know what the scene will be.
Now there is an opponent of the Huang Dao family, Li Tianming can only take back his hand in time, so as not to cause trouble.
"How? Young master, how does the uncle's feet taste?" The old man laughed and laughed.
"It feels like flying." Li Tianming stood up.
He gave the old man a deep look.
The old man is very comfortable ~IndoMTL.com~ is also very old, Li Tianming is in him, and there is nothing unnatural about him.
"Master, how long have you been wearing these shackles?" Li Tianming asked.
"It's been a year, after all, I'm eighteen today," the old man said.
"Who put it on for you?" Li Tianming asked.
The old man hissed and said, "Don't ask, if the little naughty hears it, it will be great, he will torture you too."
Naughty?
Li Tianming nodded, he thought about it, and finally asked in a low voice: "So, do you want to untie it?"
"I don't want to, that's good, otherwise I'll be thinking about going out to play, and I can't write a book with peace of mind. I'm someone who needs 30,000 words a day!"
I have to say that after chatting for a long time, his mouth seemed to open up, and his speech became more and more agile.
While speaking, the old man took out a book with scribbled handwriting on it, and he couldn't see the words clearly, he said proudly: "See, this is my book, and the name of the book is... What is it about God?" It's the story of the protagonist Lin Feng, who came to be his son-in-law, and finally conquered his mother-in-law, shh!
Conquering my husband...mother and mother?
Li Tianming was almost scared to death.
Return to his protagonist Lin Feng!
Sure enough, the name Lin Feng is more suitable to be the protagonist.
The old man stuffed the book into Li Tianming, who could only hold it in his hand.
"It's cool to take a peek when no one is there!" the old man blinked.
“…!”
"Sweep the floor, sweep the floor, exercise my young body, I have to write 9 million words this year, I am so poor, I have to write to death!"
The old man waved his hands, hunched his waist, staggered, and left while talking.
Stay in Li Tianming to hold a book.
Messy in the wind.