"Haven't you heard of Mr. Xingbeilin?"

met the curious gaze of the two, but it made the old man surnamed Hong a little stunned.

Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen glanced at each other and shook their heads.

"Master Hong, at their age, it's normal not to know that Mr. Lin was born in Xingbei. ”

Cheng Tianhong, who was on the side, glanced at the two of them and slowly explained:

"This Mr. Lin is a new generation of people in Xingbei, according to legend, his strength is extraordinary, first in the Longheng Gambling Stone Club, with a shocking power, shocked the audience, and then defeated the Xingbei martial arts wizard Jiang Junyi with absolute force. ”

"Later, destroy the Wang family overnight! Kill Master Qiankun and Han Dongjun, the only son of the Han family, as soon as he was born, he turned the entire Xingbei upside down, and it is even said that most of the Xingbei are respected by this Mr. Lin!"

Cheng Tianhong is like telling the rise of a legendary figure, and Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen are surging and yearning.

Cheng Yuanyuan's eyes kept flashing with brilliance: "It's really worthy of a new generation of giants, if only I had the chance, it would be nice to see this Mr. Lin." ”

"If I see Mr. Lin, I will worship him as a teacher!"

Luo Feichen is also full of admiration, a legendary figure like Mr. Lin, if he is willing to instruct him in a move and a half, then in the future, won't he walk sideways in Xingxi?

"By the way, Grandpa Hong, have you seen this Mr. Lin? What does he look like? Is he a young man or a middle-aged man?"

Cheng Yuanyuan came back to her senses and asked the old man surnamed Hong with great interest.

"How can old decay have such a good chance. ”

The old man surnamed Hong smiled bitterly, and said with a solemn face: "However, this Mr. Lin is known as Zhenxingbei, and he will never be a hairy boy, thinking about it, he should be at least over forty years old." ”

"That's right. Cheng Yuanyuan was suddenly a little lost, and said with her hands on her cheeks: "If he were a little younger, I... I might be able to be friends with him. ”

"Ignorance!" Cheng Tianhong scolded, and said seriously:

"Even if that Mr. Lin is only eighteen or nineteen years old, he is by no means a child like you, who can make friends and get acquainted, you two children have listened to me, in the future, if you have the opportunity to meet this Mr. Lin, you must not be provoked, otherwise, even if it is Grandpa Hong, he will not be able to protect you!"

"Ahh

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen were shocked: "Even Grandpa Hong can't protect us?"

"That's still fake!"

Cheng Tianhong's eyes widened, and he said with a stern face: "That Mr. Lin, just one move to burn the earth is enough for countless martial arts masters." ”

"What is that?"

Just hearing the name, Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen couldn't help but be a little shocked, how domineering and terrifying this move was.

"Burning the earth and destroying the earth, can control the different fires, the different fires come out, a radius of a hundred miles, all things are afraid of death, no one can stop it!"

The old man surnamed Hong took over the conversation fearfully and explained slowly.

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen both opened their mouths wide and were shocked.

This is simply a means of the gods!

Just when a few people were discussing Mr. Lin in horror, Lin Mo said helplessly: "This Mr. Lin, is it so exaggerated? It is all like a god and a demon in your mythology, in fact, he himself is not as terrifying and ruthless as you say." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Cheng Tianhong was stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "Mr. Lin's respect, how can you be slandered, fortunately, you are just talking here, if Mr. Lin himself hears this, I am afraid you will not even have a chance to live!"

The old man surnamed Hong was also displeased, this young man was really unaware.

Cheng Yuanyuan was taken aback, looking at Lin Mo inexplicably and said, "Lin Mo, have you seen him in person? Is he handsome?

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, the real Mr. Lin, sitting next to you, but you don't know, should I laugh at your ignorance, or ignorance?

Lin Mo didn't directly identify himself, because, even if he said that he was Mr. Lin, these people would never believe it.

Seeing that Lin Mo was silent, Cheng Yuanyuan touched her chin slightly, her beautiful eyes were thoughtful, and she suddenly exclaimed: "Lin Mo, is it possible, you are the son of Mr. Lin?"

Burst!

Lin Mo just picked up the mineral water and drank it, and when he heard this, he directly squirted it out, but he shook his head and said, "Your imagination is good, but unfortunately, I am not the son of this Mr. Lin." ”

Cheng Yuanyuan stared at Lin Mo's face, looked at it for a long time, and found that Lin Mo had no sign of lying at all, so she gave up.

As for Luo Feichen, he couldn't help but sneer: "Look at him like this, how can he be Mr. Lin's son, if he is Mr. Lin's son, then I will be Mr. Lin's grandson!"

Cheng Tianhong and the old man surnamed Hong also couldn't stop shaking their heads, that Mr. Lin, how supreme and powerful it is, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon.

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons, tigers give birth to tigers, dogs' sons can't change their eating, like Lin Mo, whether it is his demeanor, words and deeds, he is doing his own thing, he has no strength, and he thinks he is amazing, how can he be the son of Mr. Lin.

Soon, Cheng Tianhong changed the topic and asked the old man surnamed Hong: "Master Hong, in your opinion, who will be your biggest opponent this time?"

As soon as Cheng Tianhong's words fell, an uproar erupted in the crowd:

"Here, he's here, Peng Baxiong from Xingdong is here!"

Suddenly, almost half of the people's eyes fell on a middle-aged man wearing a crocodile coat.

Everywhere the middle-aged man went, many people greeted each other as if they had seen a big man.

Peng Baxiong didn't even glance at those people, and walked straight towards the venue with a momentum like a hegemon.

Soon, Peng Baxiong sat in the VIP position, he looked in the direction of Cheng Tianhong and the others, his eyes were full of disdain and sneer:

"It's a little interesting, the Cheng family actually invited Master Hong to shake the field, but do you think this will win?

Feeling Peng Baxiong's presumptuous gaze, Cheng Tianhong was slightly angry, and Master Hong just glanced at Peng Baxiong coldly, and lost interest.

is just an underground boss, in his eyes, it is nothing at all.

The crowd erupted into an uproar, followed by another uproar:

"The people of Xingnan are also here!"

"Strange, how can it be Zhu Linlong representing Xingnan!"

"You don't know yet, a few days ago, the Zhu family was born a strong man who swept through Xingnan, and now, the entire Xingnan is respected by the Zhu family, and Zhu Linlong represents Xingnan, which is normal. ”

Zhu Linlong carried his hands behind his back, looking quite low-key, but when he raised his steps, he could be said to be full of confidence and had the momentum of winning, giving people a feeling of extreme pride.

Peng Baxiong sat on the left, while Zhu Linlong sat on the right, and the master behind the two did not appear.

Cheng Tianhong couldn't help frowning: "These two people, what kind of medicine are sold in the gourd?"

At this moment, an old man in hardcover stepped into the air, accompanied by the rolling might, shaking the audience, and the power was suffocating.

Seeing each other, the old man surnamed Hong stared at each other, surprised, and his face was slightly ugly:

"It turned out to be a thousand feet of torn hand fur!"

Cheng Yuanyuan and Luo Feichen saw the solemn face of the old man surnamed Hong, and couldn't help asking, "Grandpa Hong, what's wrong with you? Could it be that this Qiu Qianqi is very terrifying?"

The old man surnamed Hong didn't answer, Cheng Tianhong's face sank, and he muttered to himself: "No wonder Peng Baxiong is so calm and confident, it turns out that he invited such a top master as Qiu Qianqi, who is torn by hand." ”