"Hey, they're all out...it seems like that woman doesn't want to wait any longer."
The old man said, leaning directly on the chair, looking at it, as if this matter had nothing to do with him... Ling'er was slightly unhappy when he saw him like this, and when he narrowed his eyes, Qingqing moved her.
return.
"He is the God of Wealth."
After muttering in a low voice, Ling'er immediately became honest. At this time, several people standing on the roof also moved, one step, two steps, three steps... and flew away very calmly. The eyes of the five people
Always staring at the old man, in their eyes, Qingqing, Xiaokong, Ling'er, and even the previous generation Qinglong who was famous all over the world are like air.
"Old man, they've targeted you, you'd better find a place to hide."
Just when Qingqing winked at Ling'er, Xiaokong, this girl, actually said something very powerful. Upon hearing this, the old man in the yard was slightly startled, and he froze there speechless.
For ten years, no matter whether they are gangsters, white gangsters, business circles, military police, or the most ordinary working people, these people all respect me without exception, some are afraid of me, some admire me, but who dares to call me in front of me?
An old man...
"Hahaha... Baby, whose girl are you from..." the old man said with a self-deprecating smile.
Hearing this, Xiaokong turned around and looked up and down without saying a word, then turned back and continued to confront the condescending people...
"puff......"
Seeing the old man sitting aside with an embarrassed look on his face, the old Taoist priest Zhong Liancheng couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time in so many years that he saw the old God of Wealth showing such an embarrassed expression.
"This kid is quite cute."
Surprisingly, the old God of Wealth was not angry because of Xiao Kongqian's rudeness. Instead, he looked at Zhong Liancheng and said to him with a smile: "I like her, and I want to recognize her as my granddaughter."
"What......"
Upon hearing this, several people, including Zhong Liancheng, were startled. Ling'er turned her head and looked at him, only to see the legendary old God of Wealth nodding seriously, "I'm serious, I'm not joking.
"
"Forehead......"
Now, even Qingqing was shocked by his behavior. He had heard that the old chief had a weird temper in the early years, but he never thought that this man's temper would be so weird. Damn it, please stop making trouble, okay?
Although he was relegated to the second line, he was still one of the top decision-makers in the land of China. By finding such a person as his godfather, Xiaokong, this poor little girl, had found a backer. Just when everyone was envious,
Xiaokong complained but gave him a very disgusting look, "I won't do it."
"If you don't want to do it, you have to do it."
When the old man heard this, he also became stubborn. Then he pointed at Lu Yu who was fighting with the Tongzhong Monk and said quietly: "This is my grandson, do you want to do it?"
"ah!?!?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhong Liancheng's face turned dark. Fuchen shook his head and turned to look at him, "Are you...seriously?"
"What, you think I'm not worthy?"
Looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, the old man smiled smugly, "I have only been a daughter all my life, and I got married early. Is it wrong for me to have a grandson? Is it wrong to have a granddaughter? Since she
If he doesn't want to be called grandpa, then he won't want to be my grandson-in-law."
As the old man spoke, he smiled a little rudely. If others saw it, they would definitely be shocked. He must be a serious person in the eyes of the world.
"mean."
Upon hearing this, Xiaokongyuan came up with a special trick to deal with Lu Yu, and his big eyes widened, looking really scary.
"Despicability is the passport of the despicable." Hehehe smiled, the old man leaned back and crossed his legs.
"..." Seeing them having fun, the five people on the roof were quite speechless. Seeing being left alone, they suddenly felt that they had no sense of existence at all... Damn, Xin
If you don’t believe me, I will kill you now! One of them glared, and then jumped up high while the old man was not paying attention.
This man's jumping ability is extremely amazing. He spread his arms and reached the top of everyone's head. But the moment he was in the air, he saw the old Taoist Master Zhong Liancheng rush forward suddenly, press down, and his inner breath moved his entire Taoist robe.
They all expanded accordingly.
Immediately after, he turned his right palm outward and thrust outward suddenly. At the same time as the horse step came out, Qingpeng suddenly paused in mid-air. Then, the Taoist priest in the courtyard shouted loudly, and the second palm was already struck.
...
"ha!"
There was a roar that shook the earth. Almost at the same time, the man in the air felt like he was being bombarded. After a slight pause, he shot out, grunted, and fell back without the ability to resist at all.
Back to the bastard roof beam, directly into the inner hall...
Broken tiles were flying and falling down. Looking at the courtyard, several people except the old God of Wealth were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded. For thirty seconds, the few people on the roof did not move.
Turning their heads, they all moved their gazes towards the huge black hole on the roof and a ghost hanging on it with seven holes bleeding...
Qingpeng, one of the Thirteen Ghosts of Han Ling, has outstanding light skills and is good at using double hooks. After becoming famous as a young man, he has not encountered many powerful opponents who can compete with him in decades. Among Han Ling's gathering of masters, he can be regarded as the best.
He became famous for a while, but he didn't expect that he would be easily defeated by the over 100-year-old man before he even made a move...
Not a single line?
Died after jumping?
At least show your weapons...
I bought a hiking bag last year, can we just stop making trouble...
The remaining four companions couldn't believe their eyes, so they quickly gathered around and lowered their heads to take a look...
There is no mistake, Qingpeng did die, and his death was so mysterious that no one could figure out the mystery of this palm from the beginning to the end.
Judging from his appearance, he was bleeding from seven holes and his face was dark. No one knew how much internal injuries this guy had suffered. Moreover, judging from the situation just now, this guy was already dead before he hit the roof. So
, being fatally struck before even meeting your opponent?
Damn it, could it be any worse...
Looking at each other, several people looked at Zhong Liancheng. However, they were obviously not as calm as before. After the blow, the old Taoist priest's breathing became much heavier. Obviously, the shocking move just now
It consumed a lot of his physical strength, but compared to the devastating frightening effect given to the enemy, this level of physical consumption was still worth it.