Panther Commando - Chapter 5979 meet old friends

At the same time that Wan Lin sprang towards the side hillside, there were several "swish swish swish" winds from the gazebo, and the children who were sitting cross-legged quietly sprang up suddenly, and landed on the hillside like meteors.

The seven children, like the Big Dipper in the Milky Way, suddenly landed on the lawn on the hillside where Wan Lin was standing just now, and just surrounded the hillside where Wan Lin was standing just now.

At this time, a wooden knife more than half a meter long appeared in their hands, and the wooden knife went straight to the hillside where Wan Lin was standing just now with the sound of the wind.

The seven seemingly harmless wooden knives actually showed murderous aura. The light of the knives had already covered the hillside where Wan Lin was just now. Although they were only a few wooden knives, the murderous aura emanating from the wooden knives was very fierce!

With a slash into the air, the masks on the faces of several children have come off, and the bright eyes on the small faces are looking at the empty formation vigilantly. They then look at Wan Lin, who is already standing outside the formation, with a look of astonishment in their eyes. He looked like he didn't understand why this big brother who should have been surrounded by the formation stood outside the formation.

The girl with a sky-high braid looked at Wan Lin in a daze and asked, "Brother, how did you escape from the formation? No one has ever escaped from our formation. How did you do it?" Arrived? It's so strange!"

Another girl next to her with braids on her head also muttered in surprise: "Yes, it's impossible! We all followed the teacher's instructions, that's right."

Wan Lin stood quietly on the hillside outside the formation, with a look of astonishment on his face. From the movements of the seven children jumping out of the gazebo and the wind of the sword they swung, he has already judged that these seven children have all practiced inner skills and mental methods, and they are all rare talents in martial arts.

Moreover, he also saw a familiar figure at a glance from the fast-moving figures of the seven children. He knew that it must be his younger brother Wan Miao, and there was a strong aura of Wanjia's internal strength in the lightning-like figure.

As soon as the voices of the two little girls fell, a cry of surprise sounded from the formation: "Brother!" Amidst the shout, a boy standing in the formation, about twelve or thirteen years old, had sprung out and rushed towards Wan Lin like smoke. rushed forward.

Wan Lin smiled when he saw the rushing child, and he stretched out his arms to hug the rushing child: "Xiao Miao, I finally saw you, and I've grown taller again."

As he spoke, he pulled Xiao Miao to his side and patted Xiao Miao's shoulder affectionately. He then clasped his fists in both hands, and said loudly to the old man Yin Zhi who was already standing in the big formation on the hillside: "Your junior, Wan Lin, has seen senior Zhuge. I just saw a few younger brothers and sisters practicing with their eyes closed, so I didn't dare to disturb my visit, and I still look at senior. Forgive me."

Hearing Wan Lin's polite voice, the grim-faced old man showed a rare smile on his face, nodded and said, "You should be a disciple of Wan's sect, very good." He then took a closer look at Wan Lin Lin, with a look of surprise on his face, he didn't see the cultivation of this young man. He immediately asked with some surprise: "Do you know formation?"

Wan Lin bowed and replied: "Your junior knows a thing or two. My grandfather taught me some things when I was young, but I'm not proficient." As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Miao beside him raised his head and said proudly: "Teacher, This is my elder brother, he has been with his grandfather since he was a child, he is also a special soldier, he is the captain of the colonel, he is very powerful."

"Xiao Miao, don't talk nonsense." Wan Lin hurriedly stopped him with a smile when he heard his younger brother boasting about him. He then looked at old man Zhuge and said, "Senior, don't listen to my brother's nonsense, I'm just an ordinary soldier."

As soon as Wan Lin finished speaking, the little monk ran to Wan Lin like a gust of wind. He grabbed Wan Miao's arm and exclaimed in surprise, "You...you are the junior brother, right? I...I am your junior brother, I...my name is Jingheng, I brought a gift to..."

He then patted his pocket again, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "This... this time I went out to perform a mission, and I didn't... I didn't bring it." Before he finished speaking, there was already laughter on the side hillside.

Wan Miao was stunned when he heard the little monk's stammering voice, and he followed to look at Wan Lin. Wan Lin smiled and said, "Xiao Miao, he's right. He's Grandpa's new student. You should call him Senior Brother."

Hearing Wan Lin's explanation, Wan Miao quickly looked at the little monk beside him, clasped his fists and bowed and shouted, "Hi, little senior brother." Hehe, I... I have also become a senior brother."

Amidst the stammering voice of the little monk, there was laughter all around. Several children standing on the hillside were already laughing together, and even Mr. Zhuge, who had a gloomy face, had a smile on his face.

Hearing the laughter coming from the side hillside, the little monk squinted his round eyes and shouted: "Amitabha, you...you little brats~www.novelbuddy.com~ What are you laughing at...what are you laughing at? I...I'm not just... just a little Stutter."

The boy stammered, staring at the positions where the children were standing, rolled his eyes and said, "You... you... this is the Big Dipper Array, let me tell you, I... I know, I... I also Learned formation."

Elder Zhuge looked at this bald boy fondly. When he heard the boy call out the name of the formation he had arranged, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "Little master, are you also proficient in formation?"

He looked at Wan Lin questioningly and asked, "Is he really a disciple of your Wan family?" He already knew from the Buddha's name that the little monk yelled that this kid must be a disciple of Buddhism, but he heard this kid again. He said he was a child of the Wan family, so he felt puzzled.

Wan Lin hurriedly replied: "Senior, Jingheng is a disciple of Lingyi Temple. He was ordered by Master Changtian to enter my Wan family. He is a registered disciple of my school." The little monk laughed and said, "Hehe, Old...Grandpa, I...I and you are...an old friend met, you...how did you forget?"

"So that's how it is." Mr. Zhuge said, looking at the little monk intently and smiling: "Hahaha, I thought you looked familiar, so it turns out that you are the little apprentice of that old bald donkey Changtian, why did you grow so tall ? No wonder I don't know you anymore. Yes, yes, it's an old friend meeting."

The little monk said with a smile: "Hehe, I...I said, why don't you...don't know me, so it's me...I've grown up and become...spiritual." There was a lot of laughter.

At this time, Xiaoya and the others who had been standing at the foot of the mountain walked quickly to Wan Lin. Xiaoya and Lingling looked at Senior Zhuge standing under the gazebo, bowed and said, "Wan Xiaoya, a disciple of the Wan family, Yang Xiaoling has met Senior Zhuge."