Yu Qingqian was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect that this strong man was actually her grandma's master.
"No wonder I thought you were kind and amiable when I first saw you, so your old man is my master!" Yu Qing said lightly with a smile, with a sense of closeness in her tone.
When the old man appeared just now, she did feel a sense of intimacy.
The white-haired old man laughed: "You girl's mouth is so sweet!"
"Master, why are you here?" Yu Qingqian asked with a smile.
The white-haired old man replied, "I received a message from your grandmother for help. I was worried that something would happen to you in the wild continent. I just found the trace of the abyss visitor and rushed over."
Yu Qingqian nodded: "It turned out that grandma invited you here."
But he was a little puzzled why grandma knew that she was in danger.
The white-haired old man saw her doubts and explained, "The light from your soul stone was very weak half a month ago. Your grandma guessed that something might have happened to you. She wanted to come over with your grandfather in person, but I stopped him. already."
His apprentice was going to come over with the kid from the Yu family, and he didn't know what would happen in the wild realm.
Yu Qingqian also knew her grandmother and grandfather's domineering temperament, and chuckled: "Thank you for coming to the rescue!"
The appearance of the master is free from the exposure of the grandfather, otherwise the Lord of the Wilderness Realm and others will suspect that the things in the resource library of the headquarters of the Temple of the Shadows will be related to the grandfather.
"You girl, don't be polite to the old man. Your grandmother is my apprentice, and you are naturally a junior under my protection." The white-haired old man looked friendly and gentle, but in fact he was very strong. Yu Qingqian just arrogantly rejected the abyss visitor His temperament made him like it very much.
In addition, he had heard a lot of deeds about Yu Qingqian before, and he had a good impression of this disciple and grandson before they met.
"Then I'll be polite with Shizu!" Yu Qingqian was not hypocritical.
The Wilderness Realm Lord and Hongyue also stepped forward and saluted at this time, "Meet the seniors!"
Although they are both in the Spirit Emperor cultivation base now, it is obvious that the real cultivation realm of the white-haired old man is much higher than the two of them, so it is not an exaggeration to call him senior.
"You're welcome, you guys will deal with the affairs of the Soul Hall first. I will take the little girl and Feng Chen to sit alone first." The white-haired old man said lightly.
The Wilderness Realm Lord and Hongyue nodded with a smile: "Senior, please do it!"
Today, they are very fortunate that Yu Qingqian was not persecuted by Madam Hong and the man in black clothes before. If she falls, it will definitely be a disaster for the Wilderness Realm. There is no way that the background of this magic star is too strong, they can't afford it. !
However, the savage realm owner does not regret that he invited Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen to the savage realm to help deal with the ghost hall.
The white-haired old man beckoned to Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen, "You two, come up."
Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen looked at each other and jumped on the crane hand in hand.
The crane turned and flew not far away, and soon disappeared in this space.
After and the others left, the original smiling face of the Wilderness Realm Lord instantly turned gloomy, and his heart was bleeding as he looked at the resource bank that was basically swept away.
"The things in the resource library should have been transferred by Mrs. Hong to the messenger from the abyss!" Hongyue's face was also a bit ugly. Mrs. Hong was the most important key person in the connection between the Temple of the Shadows and the abyss, but now she is dead.
Fortunately, it was the messenger from the abyss who killed him, so many people saw him, and he was barely able to explain it to him.
At this time, everyone present believed that the things in the resource library were transferred away by Mrs. Hong, and she was convinced of this black pot.