Clara Mosele as Purple Phoenix Holy Land’s holy master, a strength unfathomable, her sense of martial arts is naturally also extremely keen, so she immediately perceived that Old Mr. Miller’s own martial arts realm is in a very delicate state, seems to be no longer Saint Master Stage, but The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Such a state is strange and subtle.
Even though Miss Mosele could see that Old Mr. Miller still had the power of a holy warrior, she knew that being in such a state was not a good thing.
“Your mind has fallen.” Miss Mosele said.
Old Mr. Miller did not deny it, grinning: “After that battle, I took her, who was already dead, away. From that moment on, my martial arts heart should have died. In fact, these decades, if not for the chance to meet Jason, so that my mind can still feel a trace of warmth in the human world, I am afraid that even if I am not dead, I am still a withered gravekeeper.”
Gravekeeper!
Miss Mosele knows whose tomb she is guarding, she is a little resigned and a little annoyed, but eventually it turns into a deep sense of helplessness.
If not seen with their own eyes, Hyacinth who can imagine that the green shirt and sword to go to the jungle, all the way to sing, extremely proud and unrestrained, living a life of writing and style of Ye Wu, once the love is such a deep love?
Because it is able to be extreme in emotion, it is able to be extreme in martial arts!
Perhaps this is what makes him the unique Lewis Miller of Hyacinth.
“Back then my state of mind was a high song to write a wind flow; now my state of mind is a rapid flow without waves. In fact, how is this not life? Between the choice of advance and retreat at the crossroads to make a choice.” Old Mr. Miller opened his mouth and poured a last sip of wine down his throat before continuing, “As far as I am concerned, a drop in my martial arts state of mind is not a bad thing, even a drop in the martial arts realm is not a bad thing. I was able to see flaws and shortcomings that I hadn’t seen before.”
Miss Mosele that is still beautiful smooth jade face flashed a trace of complex meaning, she is an ancient martial arts to the strongest, so she knows that the martial path, once the fall and then want to break the mirror or even a higher level, it can be said that it is difficult and difficult, basically impossible to achieve.
She had never seen it written that a Saint Master Stage powerhouse could return to the Saint Master Stage again after a fall, or even go to the next level.
However, after hearing Old Mr. Miller’s words, Miss Mosele had a glimmer of hope and said, “You mean you can still return to the Saint Master Stage?”
“In fact, it has always been there, not to talk about returning or not. My state of mind is related to my heart knot, the heart has the obsession has not been solved, and over time the mind naturally formed a gap.” Old Mr. Miller opened his mouth, then he tilted his head, revealing a mouthful of missing incisors look very lewd smile, but the words are as majestic and heroic as possible, “Even in this state, Hyacinth and who dares to say that I can force? I am walking around with a sword in a green shirt, and I am drinking in a light boat. I have a fist to crush all the heroes.”
Miss Mosele’s face was dazed, and her thoughts seemed to have returned to Hyacinth decades ago, when the old man in front of her was the idol of many Hyacinth young talents? And how many thousands of young girls in Hyacinth adored the hero?
She was the same, even when she was ranked among the top three beauties of Hyacinth Ladies at that time, she followed this old man all the way, not caring about the eyes of others.
Unfortunately, in the end, it is still not able to compete with the woman who preferred to die for him, and since then Hyacinth has less of a wanton Lewis Miller and more of a lewd and shameless Old Mr. Miller in the mundane world.
“You should know that those who dare to come to you are certainly not ordinary people. You are also old, how much longer can you last?” Miss Mosele opened her mouth, her voice gradually gentle, and said, “If you are willing to come with me to Purple Phoenix Holy Land, no one will dare to come to the Holy Land to look for you.”
“Clara Mosele, I appreciate your thoughts.” Old Mr. Miller exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth and continued, “I don’t know how long I’m going to last, at least until Jason is completely on his feet.”
“Jason?”
Miss Mosele looked at Old Mr. Miller with surprise, this is the second time she heard Old Mr. Miller mention this title.
Old Mr. Miller’s eyes rolled, hey a smile, come closer, said: “Clara Mosele ah, to discuss something with you … now Purple Phoenix Holy Land of the Holy Virgin is who? ”
Miss Mosele’s beautiful eyes glared and said in an annoyed voice: “What do you mean? You’re too old for your age, and you’re still thinking about being old and disrespectful and hitting on the idea of my holy maiden of the Holy Land?”
“Clara Mosele, are you kidding me? The old man how shameless I am, but not so shameless as to go to the woe of a yellow girl ah.” Old Mr. Miller gave Miss Mosele a blank look and continued, “Didn’t you just ask who Jason was? This boy is my grandson, all these years I have brought him up with a handful of pee. I’m not bragging, this kid really has some of my style back then, even out of the blue and better than blue. So I think that if the Virgin of this generation of Purple Phoenix Holy Land is not yet married, why don’t you and I make the decision to marry your Virgin to Jason?”
“So this is what you have in mind.” Miss Mosele looked at Old Mr. Miller and continued, “This generation’s Holy Maiden is extraordinary, even more so than me back then. Therefore, the Holy Land is doing its best to cultivate this generation of holy women. In the Holy Land, apart from me, this generation’s Purple Phoenix Saintess has the highest status. Even if I have the intention, I need to ask for her consent. However, in my opinion, Purple Phoenix Saintess will not agree to it. There are only a few young talents in Hyacinth who can meet her eyes.”
Old Mr. Miller quit after hearing this and said with a glare, “Just a holy maiden of the Holy Land, and you are still above it? My grandson can be worse? If Jason goes to Hyacinth, he will be surrounded by all the beauties of Hyacinth Ladies. The Hyacinth Fighters are nothing compared to Jason.”
If Jason had been there to hear these words, he would have been shocked beyond belief and would not have believed that they came from the mouth of Old Mr. Miller.
Old Mr. Miller on a day-to-day basis to him a strong blow to denigrate, who had thought behind his back when faced with the holy Lord of Purple Phoenix Holy Land, but he was praised to the sky, are praised to the sky.
This may be a reflection of the fact that Old Mr. Miller is secretly extremely protective of his shortcomings.
“Do you know what the destiny of Purple Phoenix Saintess is in this generation?” Miss Mosele suddenly said.
“Oh? What kind of destiny?”
“True Phoenix! She’s True Phoenix!”
Old Mr. Miller fell silent for a long time before saying, “There is a rumor in your holy land that True Phoenix is now, Purple Phoenix will prosper! With the person of True Phoenix in charge, Purple Phoenix Holy Land will soar and prosper. Could it be that the rumors have become reality?”
“Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, all in all, the entire Purple Phoenix Holy Land is cultivating Purple Phoenix Saintess today,” Miss Mosele said.
Old Mr. Miller laughed and said, “True Phoenix is rare in a hundred years. Fate is also the fate of the qi number of a say, there is a certain reference significance, but can not be used as the ultimate standard to assess a person. Destiny, after all, still rely on their own strength to break. Besides, do you know that Jason does not have his own destiny?”
“The one who can be ranked alongside True Phoenix is also the Green Dragon. But in these centuries, consulting the ancient books have not seen the description of the person with the Blue Dragon fate. So it is difficult to say whether this fate really exists.” Miss Mosele opened her mouth, looked at Old Mr. Miller and smiled, and said, “Ye Wu, you’re not saying that Jason is the Green Dragon destiny, right?”
Blah blah blah! Blah blah blah!
Old Mr. Miller took two puffs of his dry tobacco, grinned and didn’t say anything.