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Chapter 629

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In fact, all these years, Little Silver had always fantasized that holy beasts hadn't truly gone extinct. Apart from himself, it would be good if there was still one living holy beast! But all these years, human cultivators hadn't been able to find the whereabouts of the holy beasts even though they had used all kinds of advanced scientific magic treasures to explore the area … Little Silver had thought that his dream had been shattered, but now that he heard about anglers and prehistoric vicious beasts, he suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

There had been news before about a plane whose signal had suddenly disappeared in the middle of a flight, and it had directly vanished from the face of the earth for ten years. In the end, a hundred years later, this group of people, who had been regarded as dead at the time, appeared on a mysterious island and established Stone Village …

So, maybe a miracle really could happen!

"Grenade-Throwing, Grenade-Throwing! I'm going out! I'm going to Master's place! "After confirming with Loopy Toad that they were on the move, Little Silver planned to set off right away. He also reported it to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.

Little Silver originally wasn't in the habit of doing this; sometimes, he really had to believe in metaphysics … Judging from his three previous visits to the police station, as long as he went out alone, he would definitely end up in the police station.

So now, Little Silver didn't dare act recklessly … it was safer to find someone to go with him.

On the other side, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal let go of the mouse in his hand and looked at him. "Okay, Brother Silver, I'll drive you there."

In fact, it was Grenade-Throwing himself who had asked for someone to accompany Little Silver when he went out … Although Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had acquaintances at the police station, he still had to go through the basic bail procedures. Who could stand being arrested the first time he went out …

Thus, it was better to avoid trouble. Although it would take some time to drive Little Silver to Brother Ling's place, it was still a lot better than wasting time at the police station later …

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal put down his work and prepared to drive the car. Only then did Little Silver remember that this was his first time sitting in Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's car!

"Grenade-Throwing! What car are you driving? "Little Silver couldn't help asking.

"A Huawei triplex spirit car, water, land, and air! It's super fast! "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal grinned.

"Eh? I remember there's a brand called Lenovo? "

"No need." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal quickly waved his hand. "This is a traitor!"

Little Silver raised his eyebrows. Although Grenade-Throwing Painting played it down, Little Silver could feel that he was full of righteousness and a sense of justice.

Suddenly, Little Silver seemed to understand a little why Master wanted him to stay at Grenade-Throwing's house. Was this a hint that she should learn more from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal?

Little Silver felt that this was the only explanation that made no sense! What kind of person was Master? He wouldn't throw himself here just to save money!

Yes, that must be it!

Just as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was about to go to the garage to get the car, Little Silver suddenly shouted, "Grenade-Throwing! Grenade-Throwing! "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Is there anything else, Brother Silver?"

Little Silver: "Can I stay here forever …"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal smiled slightly. "Of course, Brother Silver can treat this place as your own home."

Little Silver: "Grenade-Throwing! Grenade-Throwing! When I come back from the mission, can I not order takeout and eat broccoli? "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was startled. "Brother Silver, you're willing to eat broccoli?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's impression was that Little Silver had always been extremely averse to vegetables … Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was unexpectedly caught off guard by this sudden change in attitude.

"Brother Silver, you …"

"I just suddenly wanted to eat it, can't I?"

"Why not? If Brother Silver wants to eat broccoli, you can have as much as you want!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was a little excited, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"Alright! Then it's a deal! When I'm done with the mission, I'll come back to eat it! "Little Silver was overjoyed.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"

Although Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was very happy, why did he feel that Little Silver had raised a very strange flag?

Erm … it was like those TV dramas where a general going to war would say to his fiancée: When the war is over, I'll come and marry you …



Then, the two of them went to the garage next to the villa. Little Silver saw Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stand at the garage door for a few seconds before the tightly shut door opened automatically.

This garage was powered by a facial recognition system.

Then, an exquisite tricycle SUV appeared in front of Little Silver. This SUV was dark gold and covered in thick armor. It looked very cumbersome, but was in fact very light, much lighter than most supercars on the market.

This was Little Silver's first time seeing Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's car, and it felt like a breath of fresh air.

A spirit car was very different from a regular car in that it was identified by a spirit sword instead of a car key.

All spirit cars bought by cultivators would be bound to the cultivator's sword in the exclusive shop.

"How do I start it?" Little Silver asked. He had never seen these things before, and lacked knowledge about the spirit cars used by modern cultivators.

"It's very simple. First, you have to take out the bound spirit sword." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal summoned his Brilliant Victory sword, then opened the lid on the back of the car, which looked like a fuel tank, and stuck the sword in together with its scabbard.

With a roar of the engine, the car started smoothly.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Silver, don't just stand there, get in!"

Little Silver: "…"





On a sword, it would take two hours to travel from Wenxian Garden to the Wang family's small villa. It would take two hours in total, but it would actually be faster to travel by car. That was because there was an aerial bridge in the sky specially designed for vehicles to travel on, and a sword user couldn't travel on it; they had to drive.

But for the sake of convenience, cultivators nowadays usually left their cars at home to collect dust unless they were going to some important occasion. It was still a little more convenient to travel with just one sword.

It took no more than three minutes for the car to slowly rise into the air and drive steadily in the direction of the Wang family's small villa on the bridge.

Little Silver looked around curiously; this was the first time he had seen such a modern aerial bridge!

But after five or six minutes of driving, Little Silver suddenly frowned. He turned his gaze to a layer of clouds.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sensed Little Silver's abnormality. "Brother Silver, what's wrong?"

"There seems to be killing intent!" Little Silver grit his teeth as he stared at the layers of clouds. Little Silver was almost naturally sensitive to this kind of malicious aura.

There was absolutely no mistaking it!

This was a malicious murderous aura … Moreover, this smell was somewhat familiar!

"Who is it?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal gripped the steering wheel tightly as he became more vigilant.

At that moment, Little Silver's eyes darkened. Although he couldn't be one hundred percent sure, this aura was very similar to the killing intent on that Mr Lu from before …

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