At this moment, in Hang City, not far from Yun City.
In a certain manor.
In the backyard, the flowers and plants were like a paradise on earth.
In the middle of the courtyard.
Two old men were sitting leisurely on rattan chairs.
Drinking tea and admiring flowers.
It was so comfortable.
If Yun Ye, who was far away in the imperial city, was here, she would definitely notice the old man from the Wind Immortal Dao on the left. Wasn't he the one who wanted to take her as a disciple?
This old man had a benevolent look on his face.
The other was the complete opposite.
He was dressed very casually, and he was too lazy to care for his beard. Just by looking at his weathered old face, one could tell that he was definitely not a kind person.
Of course, this was all on the surface. Who knew what was on the inside?
The two old men sat on the rattan chairs and drank tea. No one came to disturb them.
After a long time, the old man from the Wind Immortal Dao said.
"I really don't understand. How did you give birth to such a handsome kid with that face of yours?”
"Hehe, envious? I don't envy you, hahaha."
"Hehe, that was in the past!"
"What is it? You have a grandson?"
"I already have a grandson."
"Hahaha, those good-for-nothing grandsons of yours are not even one percent of my grandson!”
“.......”
The old man was obviously happy after saying that and even made a cup of tea.
"That grandson of yours…It's indeed not bad."
"Hmph, it's good that you know."
"Aren't you afraid of letting him enter the tomb at this time..."
"He has already visited many tombs."
"You know I'm talking about a special tomb.”
"So what? My Wu family was born to do this. I can do it! My grandson can do the same!"
"Then why did you let that fatty follow him? As far as I know, that person is not simple."
"Humph…"
The old man didn't say anything, but quietly sipped his tea. There was a hint of worry in his eyes.
After a long time, he said.
"You didn't come here just to say this, did you?”
"I wanted to have tea with you and also to remind you to behave yourself.”
The old man fell silent, but his expression remained unchanged.
The old man from the Wind Immortal Dao didn't change much. Suddenly, he asked with interest.
"I'm afraid that grandson of yours won't have it easy this time.”
Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly.
"Believe me, I found a true dragon this time!”
The old man looked at him and found that what he said was true. He gradually became curious.
"How about a bet?"
The old man from the Wind Immortal Dao said.
"What bet?"
"Let's bet that he's a true dragon! I can even subdue your innocent grandson!”
"Haha, what a joke. I dare not say anything else, but with my grandson's personality, it's impossible for him to be subdued!”
"Hehe, weren't you also accepted by the Zhang family back then?”
"Bet! I'll bet that if you lose, you'll roll back to your lousy place from Hangzhou!”
"Alright, I agree!"
"If I win, I need you to do something for me.”
"Alright."
.............
It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.
It was still a teasing platform.
Many netizens had already arrived as scheduled and found the official account of Cloud City through a search.
What he saw was the number of followers on the account. It had actually reached three million!
A few days ago, this account had less than 500,000 followers.
And only a few days had passed? It had already reached three million!
One could imagine how popular the archaeological live broadcast was a few days ago.
It was even possible to foresee another live broadcast after that public opinion.
The amount of attention and popularity would be high!
The live broadcast room was already open.
It was just that it was the trailer time now.
However, what was terrifying was…
There were already 500,000 viewers!
There were already 500,000 people before the broadcast.
It could be seen how popular the archaeological live broadcast was.
Looking at the comments below, there were even more.
"Ah, f * ck, why isn't it broadcasting yet? I've been waiting so long that my flowers have withered!”
"Let's start broadcasting. Would it kill you to be a few minutes earlier? I want to see Little Third Master!"
"These two days, I've reviewed Yun Feng's Northern Sect's Grave Robbing Chronicles again. I think Yun Feng's writing is still conservative!”
"Who is Yun Feng? Is he as handsome as our Little Third Master? Is he as good-looking as our Little Third Master?"
"F * ck, isn't this the same thing?？”
"Cough cough, none of your business. My Little Third Master is just handsome.”
"I don't know if he's handsome or not, but I know that when it comes to tomb raiding, I only admire Yun Feng!”
"I'm dying of laughter. I'm afraid you don't know who Little Third Master is.”
"An archeological family, a true archeological family. I've checked Yunfeng. At most, he's just a small grave robber. To put it bluntly, he's trash. He can't be compared to Little Third Master at all.”
"Hahaha, I'm laughing. This reminds me of that group of archeologists. They liked to act tough for no reason, but in the end, they were all idiots!”
"Yun Feng VS Little Third Master! I'm waiting to be slapped in the face!"
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