Chapter 43 Restitution

The voice was strong and powerful, like an invisible sledgehammer, with a huge coercion, which made Shen Yuan a little breathless.

"Okay, I'd like to see if you're that powerful, stinky old man. Shen Yuan is already tough on the lips, but he has worked the earth for seven years, and finally changed from a poor boy who has nothing to the president of the Tiandu Group in the entertainment industry.

The old man in the Taoist robe didn't say anything, as if he expected Shen Yuan to be hard-mouthed, he only held an object in his backhand, and silently recited a few mantras, and the originally dull thing immediately shone brightly.

"This thing is even more radiant than the knife-shaped magic weapon just now, and I think this should be an even more powerful magic weapon. Shen Yuan glanced at the thing, then withdrew his gaze and said.

Just as Shen Yuan thought in his heart, the moment he retracted his gaze, a huge storm was raised, and the lights kept swaying, and the flames were even weaker.

Shen Yuan wrinkled his eyebrows and was silent, he had never seen the battle that broke out of this thing, even if it was compared to Zhao Haosheng's flying sword, it was slightly better.

"Could it be that this stinky old man's success is even more powerful than Zhao Haosheng, who is already at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm?" Shen Yuan muttered to himself.

The storm was still increasing, as if it was about to form a more terrifying existence, and some of the things cut by the northern knife-shaped magic weapon in the cave were also blown up.

Shen Yuan looked at the corner of the stone table that was cut off in the midst of the storm, and his eyes sank.

How does he feel, this is a bit like a tornado, could it be that this stinky old man wants to make a tornado and blow him into the sky?

Shen Yuan looked at the storm that had begun to take on a tornado model, and then at the old man in the Taoist robe with a relaxed face, holding the golden hairpin tightly, and suddenly made a decision.

"Hey, old man, you don't want this golden hairpin, I think I, as a good young man who respects the old and loves the young, shouldn't do this to you, No, I'll throw the hairpin to you now, you have to catch it, otherwise it will be broken, and you won't blame me." "Life comes first, everything is nothing.

The storm came to an abrupt end.

Something that was blown up, scattered and scattered.

Shen Yuan smiled slightly, and threw the things in his hand at the old man in the Taoist robe at will.

"Pick it up!"

An afterimage flashed, and Shen Yuan's eyes were a little blurry, and when he saw it clearly again, the golden hairpin had already fallen into the wrinkled palm of the old man in the Taoist robe.

Shen Yuan, who thought that he was ready to slip away quietly without anything else, suddenly saw a scene that made him feel cold.

I saw that the old man in the robe kissed the golden hairpin a few times, and his eyes were fiery as if he was looking at some peerless beauty.

Shen Yuan stopped, held back the goosebumps all over his body, and silently looked at the palm of his hand that had held the golden hairpin.

Although this old man is upright, he doesn't look like a monkey with a sharp mouth, and even has a bit of an elegant atmosphere, but the well-dressed beasts seem to be like this.

Shen Yuan suddenly remembered that a certain joyful film was also elegant, and then stretched out a happier palm to his classmates...

"Why are all the people I met today with quirks..."The woman in red is very similar to the vixen who sucks the essence of men in a TV series.

Come to think of it, even if it's not a vixen, it's almost the same existence as a vixen.

And this well-dressed old man...

Shen Yuan set his eyes on the white-bearded old man who was smirking at the hairpin.

Seems to be a strange guy too...

"Old man, what about the hairpin, I will return you, we have cleared the two of us, we don't owe each other, don't say goodbye!"

Shen Yuan said loudly.

Even if you leave here, you have to say goodbye to the old man politely.

After saying this, he raised his leg and was about to leave.

Who knows, he had just walked to the mouth of the cave, and an old voice stopped him alive. "Little friend, why are you in a hurry to leave. ”

If you don't leave, do you want to keep me here for the New Year?

Shen Yuan complained helplessly.

It's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and Shen Yuan still understands this truth.

"I have a few friends who are still out there, and if they can't find me, they'll be in a hurry. ”

A gust of wind blew, and the old man in the Taoist robe with a smile on his face appeared in front of Shen Yuan.

"Old man, what are you going to do here?" Shen Yuan felt strange, this old man was going to beat and kill him just now.

"Young man, the old man will get straight to the point, I still want you to agree to my request. The old man in the robe said with a warm face.

Shen Yuan was furious when he heard it, he was not stupid, he didn't do anything about sending him to death in vain.

"Old man, you're not authentic like this, I can't even beat you, let alone the sect master of the Shu Sect who has cultivated above you. Shen Yuan said depressedly.

The old man in the Taoist robe was not angry, and Shen Yuan shouted one by one, "You can't beat it now, and maybe you can beat it in the future." ”

"Didn't you just say that even if I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, it will be difficult for me to surpass the sect master of the Sect of Art. Shen Yuan rolled his eyes, completely disbelieving the words of the old man in the Taoist robe.

The old man in the Taoist robe stroked his beard, "Well, it stands to reason that this is true, hey, what are you going, young man, the old man hasn't finished speaking." ”

Just as the old man in the Taoist robe reached out to pull Shen Yuan, the crisp sound of landing suddenly came.

Shen Yuan was stunned, his heart was broken, and the only thing he carried with him was the Lang Huan Jade Mirror.

Bend down to take a look.

Sure enough, the jet-black and shiny disc landed at his feet.

Still landing with one head on the ground, lying straight and lying on his stomach.

Shen Yuan's heart twitched and hurt.

Lang Huan Jade Realm is his biggest hole card, if it is broken, then he...

Heavy losses.

These four words suddenly popped out of Shen Yuan's mind, silently representing the importance of Lang Huan Jade Mirror to him.

Just as Shen Yuan bent down to pick up the disc, another figure took the disc first.

Shen Yuan's gaze moved upward, and the wrinkled face of the white-bearded old man came into his eyes.

"Give me back my disc quickly, old man. Shen Yuan inexplicably felt that the old man's eyes when he looked at Lang Huan's jade mirror made him very annoying.

Although there is no desire to snatch.

Shen Yuan pursed his lips, despite this, he still didn't like others to hold his things.

"Where did you get this, young man. The old man's voice trembled a little, and there was a trace of fire in his eyes.

"The disc in your hand? Shen Yuan said lightly.

It's not picked up, it's picked up from the corpses of dead people.

The old man in the Taoist robe had a strange face, he glanced at Shen Yuan, his eyes were strange, "I don't know, young man, where did you pick it up." ”

Where did you pick it up?

Shen Yuan held his cheeks.

Do you want to tell this old man that he picked up his wife's leak and found it from a dead man?

"You don't believe my words?" Shen Yuan asked rhetorically.