Tired
Song Yu's eyes were slightly solemn, with a smile on his face, he bowed deeply to the Taoist ancestor, and said loudly:
"Junior has always admired senior, and he also admires the inheritance of Taoist ancestors. I don't know if senior can teach Junior a lesson or two?"
Daozu still had a smile on his face.
He stared at Song Yu for a long time, then he sighed slightly, and said softly: "Young man, I ask you, my will wakes up early, but your handwriting?
Hearing this, Song Yu was not surprised at all.
The existence of Daozu is almost knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. Song Yu's method is naturally difficult to escape the eyes of Daozu.
He nodded and admitted: "Yes, I killed a lot of arrogances, seized their luck, and awakened the will of Daozu senior."
Daozu's expression suddenly became gloomy, staring at Song Yu, at the moment of "one six seven", Song Yu only felt a terrifying pressure suppressing the surrounding.