Zhu Zhuqing was startled by the sudden sound of aging.

"Old man, you really like to joke. I took out all the treasures I used to save my life at critical moments to save you. You have to recognize this red pillow, otherwise I will always be burping when I encounter you again, and I dare to save you?"

Blade squatted down and smiled and spread his hands with the old man from the Meteorite Pavilion who had sat up.

His expression was light, his eyes were open, and his tone was calm, without any change due to the old man's stern face.

I just accidentally missed this time! How could I show you the ugly thing that will be the next time I burp!

This kid just wishes him good!

The old man who had just recovered from his breath twitched hard, and the blood pressed against his throat was sprayed out!

"Oh! Old man, please give me any opinions on me, but don't be angry, otherwise I will be so guilty!"

The blade quickly gave the old man a favor.

The old man snorted: "It's just a mouthful of blood. How could I be such a narrow-minded person?"

"That's, that's it, who doesn't know your old aura..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the blade in a daze to make the old man feel happy. It’s so strange. Are they so familiar?

"Old man, why are you so seriously injured with your cultivation?" After stroking the old man under the tree to shelter the wind, the blade asked "curiously".

"Boy, with your mere Soul Sect's cultivation, how did you see that I am more powerful than Dugu Bo's old thing?" The old man leaned on the tree but asked calmly at the blade.

He was very curious. From the communication between Blade Feng and Zhu Zhuqing, he clearly realized that Blade Feng had judged his strength in the Meteorite Pavilion.

There has always been only a high point, but has there been a low point?

"From the first time I saw you, I concluded that you were a hidden master. How high is it? Intuition tells me that it is at least as high as the titled Douluo."

"I have seen Poison Douluo. He is very strong, but he is not as good as you, because he cannot control his own strength like a gushing volcano, but you are already free to retract."

The blade slowly said.

But he was uneasy.

Because he spoke against his conscience again!

Whether it is Dugu Bo or the old man in front of him, in his opinion, they are all trash...

Sorry!!＞People＜

Although the old man from Meteorite Pavilion was calm, his satisfied expression was captured by the blade.

Sure enough, the truth or falsehood of the words is not important, what is important is that the other party loves to listen!

"You kid are honest. How could I compare to Dugu Bo, a 96-level titled Douluo?"

Although the old man's tone was plain, why should he say too much about his proud look?

"Class 96?" Zhu Zhuqing and the blade exclaimed in surprise.

The old man from the Meteorite Pavilion sat cross-legged, looking calm, as if he hadn't heard the Blade and the other two exclaimed, showing a master's demeanor.

If I hadn't seen the depressing and proud look in the old man's eyes, I would have believed it.

But Zhu Zhuqing never thought that the old man, who was stained with blood, was covered in bruises and was actually that powerful man!

"Uh, old man, you're not bragging, right?    If you are so powerful, how could you fall to such a level?" Blade closed his surprise look?     Seeing at the old man suspiciously.

The old man's face froze, and then he said a little annoyed: "It's true that my strength is strong! But the ice phoenix is ​​really powerful!"

"I didn't expect that when I was about to succeed, it felt abnormal and rushed to the meeting? What I didn't expect was that I was a 96th-level titled Douluo, which was suppressed and beaten by it! It's so cruel!"

"Boom!" He punched the big tree behind him.

The big tree is not broken? However, the snow falling on it buried Zhu Zhuqing alive...

"Cough." The old man from the Meteorite Pavilion looked at Zhu Zhuqing walking out of the snow, and his face felt a little embarrassed? He coughed lightly to change the topic.

"Not to mention my affairs, what are you doing here? You are also carrying a girl. The dangers in this extreme north are far beyond your ability to deal with."

His tone was a little stern.

"Old man? We are here to experience it? By the way, see the true face of this far north." Blade Feng explained.

"Not bad! Where are you two going to experience it well? Why come to this dangerous place? Thank you, your teacher, please feel free to let you come to this ghost place!"

"As for entering this place for a moment of curiosity, it is even more stupid! With your talents, it is not too late to come again when you break through the titled Douluo in the future. Now a ten thousand-year-old soul beast may swallow you two alive!"

"Ahem..."

Blade:?.?

Old man, how did you turn on preaching mode?

"Thank you for your concern? But since we are experienced, we are naturally responsible? We are not alert all the way." Daofeng hurriedly gave the old man the more excited he spoke.

Please be careful, so that you can stop burping.

"Awake up?" the old man sneered.

"What's the use of being alert in the face of absolute strength?"

He was also alert, but what was the miserable look like now?

If he hadn't happened to meet the two of them today, he would have fallen silently in the snow and ice!

Can't even cause any turbulence

"Yes? Yes, you always said it right! Don't be excited first? Quickly condition and then have a good meal to replenish your energy."

Seeing that he started coughing again, Biaofeng quickly helped him to ease his breath? However, this time a thin hand gently pushed Biaofeng's hand away.

"Your young man is called Blade, right?"

"Well, am I Blade? This is Zhu Zhuqing? I haven't asked your boss's name yet."

"I dream of Xingchen? The 96th-level titled Douluo."

Meng Xingchen said calmly.

He found that he talked a lot, maybe because this kid is quite keen on his taste.

"So it's you! I have long admired Daming!" Blade quickly bowed.

"Oh? I've been loving for a long time? Then you guys would tell me what my title is. I can't tell you how to break your leg." Meng Xingchen glanced at the blade lightly.

Boy, I will teach you a lesson today to let you understand what misfortune comes from your mouth.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart tightened.

Doesn’t she understand Blade Feng yet? This must be a polite word!

Blade Feng smiled at Zhu Zhuqing and shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

He turned to sit cross-legged in front of Meng Xingchen and smiled and said, "If you can't answer, you won't really break my legs, right? I'll just say that you are your savior. It's not okay to be so ruthless."

"It's okay, I'm medically wise, I'll just pick you up."

"Yeah? Are you still good at medical skills? I really can't tell."

"Hmph, you don't know much! Seeing that you are talking about the topic here, I'm afraid you don't know that I'm banning my account. It's not unfair to deceive a Douluo with a title. It's not unfair to interrupt your leg?" Meng Xingchen adjusted his body while "sneering" at the blade.

Daofeng smiled and said, "Old man, if you can't answer, is there a second option besides being broken?"

Meng Xingchen's heart moved, but his face was silent: "Some."

"I just knew that you wouldn't be so cruel, so let me refer to it?" Daofeng looked at Meng Xingchen with interest.

"I lack a disciple. Although you have a little less talent, your temper is quite good..." Meng Xingchen said slowly.

"Well, then forget it."
Chapter completed!