When Li Tianming looked at his back, he felt a special sad feeling.

"Black Wandao Ring?"

In addition to the shackles, Li Tianming was also in the old man's hand and saw a very ancient black Wandao Ring, which shows that the old man belonged to Wandao Valley and came from the realm, not a local.

As long as you have a black Wandao Ring, even if you become a realm, you will never be the top level of Wandao Valley in the end.

If you are not born in Wandao Valley, it is difficult to get to the Venerable, the Holy Ancestor or above.

"The most important thing is that these shackles seem to be ordinary things?"

In terms of material, it seems to be ordinary metal ore, probably Tianjun Mine!

However, as the thief clan, Li Tianming has a different vision than that of ordinary people.

He is very sensitive to the "enchant lock" created by the enchantment!

Although the material of these shackles is average, Li Tianming feels that it seems to have a very complex barrier lock.

This kind of barrier lock is usually used to lock in inheritance battle techniques, or like the secret room that opens the beehive ancestral realm that appears in the ancient god's valley!

This is the first time Li Tianming has seen him using it to lock people.

Because normally, just lock a person and the Tianyuan Divine Artifact is enough.

This barrier lock, the shackles of ordinary materials, can only show that the existence of this old man is locked and he wants to lock him to death, but not let ordinary people see how profound these shackles are.

"What is it for such a hard time to lock an old man who is about to be ruthless and wears a black Wandao Ring?"

As the thief clan, when he saw such a barrier lock, Li Tianming was itchy.

This is racial instinct!

"No wonder I thought he was strange to me at first sight... What attracted me was probably the shackles with tens of thousands of heavy barrier locks superimposed!"

Strangely dead!

Li Tianming was so uncomfortable that he was locked by the shackles. He had an obsessive-compulsive disorder. Anyway, he did not enter Wandao Daxu, but came to the old man who swept the floor.

"uncle."

Li Tianming shouted respectfully.

The old man did not respond, and was still bent down, dragging his shackles and chains, and picking up some debris on the ground.

For example, broken swords, broken clothes, discarded happy balls, etc.

"Uncle, can I take a look at your shackles?" Li Tianming asked.

The old man suddenly froze, and he turned around tremblingly. Only then did Li Tianming see that he was indeed very old, with ordinary appearance, sparse hair and beard, and his eyelids were drooping, and he couldn't open it.

"Baby, you are shouting, where are you?" The old man spoke very slowly. His mouth moved for a long time before he said this sentence. It was as stuck as Yin Chen.

"Yes." Li Tianming smiled. Since he responded, Li Tianming was not in a hurry, but started chatting first and said, "Master, what do you call me?"

This old man is different from others. He will not hate Li Tianming because he is a blood-controlling beast.

However, Li Tianming still paid attention to the eyes of others, so he did not plan to stay in front of this old man for a long time, for fear of his own troubles and implicate the old man.

"I, just call me, uncle." The old man was obviously tired, but he still said with a smile.

"Young man, what do you mean?" the old man asked again.

"Then my name is Xiaoma." Li Tianming said.

"Haha!" The old man smiled. He seemed to be quite at ease, not as lonely as Li Tianming imagined.

"Master Gui Geng?" Li Tianming asked.

"I? I, eighteen, I am old." The old man shook his head.

Li Tianming's eyes turned dark and he said, "Uncle, how could you be eighteen years old?"

"Do you lie, do it?" the old man said seriously.

"Then what job does the uncle do? It looks so mature?" Li Tianming asked gritted his teeth.

"I? I wrote a book! I have 30,000 words a day to support people! I just finished writing 30,000 words today and came out to sweep the floor. That, I'm very good at fitness!" The old man said with a smile.

“…!”

Li Tianming was speechless.

It seems that this old man is quite joking.

Anyway, I couldn't talk to him, so Li Tianming went straight to the point and asked, "Uncle, forgive me for being abrupt. I want to take a look at your shackles, is that okay?"

"Yes, my lord. But don't let the old man's athlete's foot be fumigated!" the old man said with a smile.

"Uncle's feet must smell..."

Li Tianming held his breath and squatted down.

He stretched out his left arm and pinched the shackles. Facing the shackles full of barrier locks, Li Tianming felt something at once.

The hexagonal scales in his palm penetrated into waves of light.

His fingers couldn't help but want to move.

"Good guy, at least 100,000 barrier locks, who is so damn about locking this old man like this?"

Li Tianming frowned.

Although he was itchy, he knew that those who could do such things should not be ordinary people.

Not that I am now, I can afford to offend.

Don't consider whether you can succeed.

If it succeeds and the shackles are untied, I don’t know what the scene will be.

Now that there is an opponent of the zodiac family, Li Tianming can only withdraw his hands in time and not cause much trouble.

"How is it? How does my uncle's feet smell?" the old man laughed.

"It feels like flying." Li Tianming stood up.

He glanced at the old man deeply.

The old man was very comfortable and aging. Li Tianming could not see any unnatural aspects in him.

"Uncle, how long have you been wearing these shackles?" Li Tianming asked.

"It's been a year, after all, I'm eighteen years old today." said the old man.

"Who put it on for you?" Li Tianming asked.

The old man shrewd and said, "Don't ask, if you let the little naughty hear it, it would be amazing. He would also punish you."

Little naughty?

Li Tianming nodded. He thought for a while, and finally asked in a low voice: "So, do you want to untie it?"

"I don't want to do it anymore. This is good. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to write a book with peace of mind when I want to have 30,000 words a day!"

I have to say that after chatting for a long time, his mouth seemed to be consecrated and his speech became more and more straightforward.

As he spoke, the old man took out a book with sloppy handwriting and couldn't see what the words were. He said proudly: "Did you see? This is my book, the title of the book is... What kind of god is it? It tells the story of the protagonist Lin Feng who came to be a son-in-law and finally conquered his mother-in-law. Hush! I like you, I lend you a look, don't circulate it!"

Conquer the mother... mother?

Li Tianming was almost scared to death.

Return the protagonist Lin Feng to his meow!

Sure enough, the name Lin Feng is more suitable to be the protagonist.

The old man stuffed the book to Li Tianming, and Li Tianming could only hold it in his hand.

"When there is no one, I feel so happy to watch secretly!" the old man blinked.

“…!”

"Sweep the floor, sweep the floor, exercise my young body. I will write nine million words this year. I am so poor that I have to write it to death!"

The old man waved his hand, bent his waist, staggered, and left while muttering.

Stay in Li Tianming holding a book.
Chapter completed!