Chapter Eighty-Five: The Greeting of the Mustache Protoss
The long-awaited Gu Realm gate was divided to the left and right, and the legendary beard-raising god clan finally lifted her mysterious veil in front of everyone. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The middle-aged man who came out of the door, holding the spirit bead given by Duan Xiao, ran back to report it with a smoke, leaving the three of them to stand in mid-air and on the ground like this, and continued to wait.
After about half a cup of tea, an earth-shattering roar came from inside the arch, and the roar trembled violently, "Who sent the old patriarch of Dawa back?"
Before the people arrived, soon there was a strong man with a figure that was not inferior to the ten gatekeepers, and a strong man with a bearded face and roots as hard as steel needles, rushed from afar, and hurriedly stepped out of the gate of the Gu Realm.
The lean middle-aged man turned out to be named Long Xiang, and he followed the strong man closely, pointing at Duan Xiao and said, "Patriarch Namu, this is the person in the ice blue gauze robe!
The patriarch of Namtso looked forward along the hand of the long elephant, and when he saw Duan Xiao, he was speechless, but his expression was stiff, his mouth was wide open, and a pair of tiger eyes were almost falling out.
His hand hung in the air, neither reaching forward nor retracting, and the whole person looked as if he had just been struck by thunder, and suddenly lost consciousness.
Duan Xiao seemed calm, his eyes were full of smiles, and he neither opened his mouth nor gave another big salute.
Paragraph ...... Duan Xiao Wangye, you ...... It's really the little prince of the Daguang Dynasty, I ...... Am I dreaming?" he said in a choked voice, his big Adam's apple shaking, and two muddy tears rolled down.
Seeing that he was so excited, Duan Xiao stepped forward and saluted again: "Patriarch Namtso, it's me, the 'little prince with a crying face' Duan Xiao back then!"
He seemed to be calm, but when he opened his mouth, the surging feelings in his heart had nowhere to hide, his eyes were red, and he could no longer suppress his sadness.
But before he could bend over, Namtso's big hand had already held him up, and he said: "I can't help it, the little prince must not do it!" and patted his head hard, and it was so hard that he made a "knock" sound, and he was sure that this was not a dream after eating pain, so he didn't care about anything, a tough guy with a strong force, just hugged Duan Xiao, and cried loudly like a child: "Little prince, you are willing to come back! In the past thousand years, you are so ruthless, and you don't come back to see it once?"
Long Xiang stood aside stupidly, and when he heard that the person who came was Duan Xiao Wang Ye of the Daguang Kingdom back then, his eyes flashed in vain, his expression looked surprised, and his attitude became condescending, he put down the big shelf, and was close to him, and said in a loud voice: "It turned out that the little prince arrived, and Long Xiang was disrespectful, it was really disrespectful!
Duan Xiao didn't have time to deal with Long Xiang, so he interjected on the side, put his hand on Namtso's shoulder, and comforted him: "Take care of the patriarch, Duan Xiao has been away from his homeland for many years, and it is a real honor to be able to meet the patriarch as soon as he comes back today!
When Nam Cuo heard this, he hurriedly wiped a few handfuls of his face with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "The little prince is really polite, since he is your friend and my guest of Namtso, how can he not welcome them? Where are they? Please introduce them quickly!"
Duan Xiao nodded, and pulled Ling Xuanluo and Yun Zhishang to make an introduction.
At this time, he was outside the Gu Realm Gate, and it was inconvenient for him to directly say the identity of the Cloud Breaker, so Namtso didn't know who this person actually was.
However, when he heard that Ling Xuanluo was the newly promoted Jiluo Liuxian, the Recruiting Beard Patriarch immediately stood in awe, looked him up and down, and praised his arrogant and outstanding posture.
(To be continued.) )