Air-dried gravel, dusty sand, endless Gobi desert.

The blood-red sunset reflects the redness of the Gobi Desert, which has no grass. The sloppy evening breeze brings the heat to the nostrils......

In front of a corner of the naturally formed pile of rocks, a waist-high table of eight immortals stood horizontally on the stone pile. The uneven surface makes the entire desktop appear tilted.

Purple clay pot, Biluochun ...... Two pairs of dead wood veterans, each with a cup! Looking in different directions, but they drank the tea in the cup with great tacit understanding.

Although it is handled gently, the tilted table top still makes the teacup put back less secure. The old man sitting on the left side frowned slightly, looked at the 'crumbling' table of eight immortals beside him, and said with an 'opinion' on his face:

"Coming to the Great Northwest is also coming to your land. I don't expect you to be so elegant on the occasion that you are, but you won't be so greeting as to 'camping', right? I said Liu Cannon, who are you 'chilling'?" After saying this, the old man pressed one hand on the corner of the table, and the mahogany corner of the table fell into the hard stone with a 'click'.

In an instant, the Eight Immortals Table, which was originally 'crumbling', suddenly became extremely stable......

It is not someone else, it is the old man Nalan who has not set foot in the northwest in the past ten years. Sitting opposite him was the old man Liu of the Liu family in the northwest.

didn't pay attention to the old man Nalan's 'verbose', squinted at the table leg that was three points into the stone, and the old man Liu, who showed a contemptuous smile on his face, picked up his dry tobacco from the side of the table corner, and pressed down a few points with one hand when he closed his arm. The original uneven table of the Eight Immortals suddenly stopped tilting.

If it is said that the hand of the old man Nalan has the meaning of taking the lead. Then Old Man Liu's 'Seeing Moves and Dismantling Moves' is even more profound. Old man Nalan's time, the depth of geometry, there is no specific index, and after visual inspection, Old Man Liu drove the left side of the table leg into the depth of the stone to be consistent with it. This hand alone reflects how terrifying Old Man Liu's grasp of strength is.

"A soldier who can't even write his own name before the age of thirty. A turtle with brute strength, you tell me 'elegance'? Nalan old thief, are you looking for a blow?" The old man Nalan who grinned at the corners of his mouth stroked his silver hair, and his expression seemed so calm. In the face of Old Man Liu's revelation, the old man not only did not have any indignation, but looked proud.

"Before the age of thirty, what about after the age of thirty? Shame and courage, a real man. Back then, you had nowhere to hide, and you had to rely on my family to intercede for you. After fighting for so many years, what do you say you won me? My sister became my daughter-in-law, and my son was arrested by my grandson, and I finally cultivated a granddaughter, and now I have changed my surname to Nalan. In the future, we have to inherit the lineage of our Nalan family.

Do you say that your Liu cannon is pathetic?" After the old man Nalan said this, the old man Liu, who was suddenly angry, slapped the table with a 'snap', and suddenly the table leg on the left side sank a little deeper. The Eight Immortals table, which was originally waist-high, is now only up to the knees. As for the Taishi chair where the two of them were sitting, it still maintained the level just now.

"I'm really a man, I think he's a real villain, right? I beat me so that I have nowhere to hide? I said old thief, do you dare to be more shameless? I fought with the gang of grandsons who forgave me for two nights, and as soon as I entered the house, you brute heard the news. If it weren't for this reason, my second sister could have been forcibly taken away by your animal?

The son was arrested, who directed this good show? Who was it back then, the fart and the fart entrusted people to talk, and they sent good wine and tea? What do you say, everything is for the sake of the overall situation, the family feud is put aside, and the national hatred is placed in the middle!

Old thief, people can be shameless, but they must not be so shameless. Whenever I see you in front of me, looking like you're winning, I have the urge to go up and smoke you.

They are afraid of you, and that's because of your prestige. Brother is not afraid of you, brother has to abuse you well today, shame on you!" "The more radical Old Man Liu's emotions are, the brighter Old Man Nalan's smile is. For the 'old partner' in front of him who has been fighting with him for so many years, Old Man Nalan also knows him better than others.

As the saying goes: The person who knows you best in the world is not your relatives, but your enemies! Emotional irritability and irritability are the biggest weakness of the old man in front of him.

"People with teeth and claws are often very vulnerable. Because a truly strong person is self-confident, self-confidence will be gentle, and mildness will be firm!

You say that you are like eating dog shit and screaming like you have nowhere to vent, which means that you can be ashamed of yourself. Let's not talk about anything else, our generation, the second generation, we don't talk nonsense. Let's talk about this third generation.

Have you heard of 'Facebook'? My grandson, Nalan Zhonglei. Twenty-seven years old, in the middle of the five dark powers, there are the top ten demons on the blacklist of the island country. I need to insert a joke, you Liu Cannon is only ninth on this list, and he is more fierce than you. Of course, you could tell that their eyes are covered with shit. But in recent years, you are really not as good as my grandson in terms of the deterrent effect you have given them.

Handsome in appearance, tall in stature, and golden ratio in figure. At a young age, he has the ability to take charge of the Nalan Sect!'Discipline' the only successor. The leader of the fifth special operations group! The terrifying Nalan Dashao......

Tsk, when you hear so many powerful 'nicknames', do you feel jealous?" Hearing this, Old Man Liu, who was half-squinting, stared at the old man in front of him viciously, eager to eat the other party, and even swallowed the bones.

With a steady expression, the old man Nalan, who shook his head slightly, continued to say with feeling:

"I've never been jealous of you in my life, but there's one thing, I'm sincerely jealous of you! You can also be regarded as the blessing of the ancestors who accumulated virtue and left!

Don't worry, cannon, I won't kill you today, just because you have such a in-laws. The old man Nalan, who had a sincere expression and a serious face, kept repeating at the corner of his mouth when he finished saying this:

"I really envy you, I really envy you......"

"Old thief Nalan...... Bang ...... "The Eight Immortals Table, which was already ruined by the two of them, was completely reduced to 'waste firewood' under the slap of Old Man Liu, a grandmaster-level figure of foreign boxing. And the old man Nalan, who was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, stretched out his right arm and took his cup of tea.

Looking up at the sunset like drinking blood, put away the cynicism. The old man Nalan, who seemed to have changed his momentum, said word by word:

"You're going to die, brother, I'll give you a ride...... Since then, there has been no Liujia ...... in the northwest"

'Bang......' and the rubble splattered everywhere......

I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival......!