The old man had nothing to say, Dugu Lang's move, he didn't expect it to be so ruthless, but, if it was really her, how could she appear in the imperial capital, hadn't she already gone to practice?

The expression was strange, which was manifested in Dugu Lang's eyes, and Dugu Lang sneered: "Old man, you know her, right?"

The old man's expression was even more weird, he wanted to shake his head, saying no, thinking of Dugulang's murderous words, the old man didn't dare to take risks, Dugulang is a person who does what he says, don't look at him and ask you, gentle and polite, elegant man, if you really want to kill, he never relents.

Since it's useless to me, let's die.

Ten years is enough for the old man to know Dugu Lang and understand what kind of person he is, and Dugu Lang is the same, looking at the old man, waiting for the old man to answer, the old man nodded bitterly, and said: "Boy, you can't kill people indiscriminately, you can kill other people, this person can't do it, you know?"

Dugulang nodded stiffly, agreed to the old man's request, and asked curiously: "Old man, how can you know such a woman, although you can't see the face clearly, it is estimated that it will not be bad, your old man is far worse than others, one is a swan, the other is a toad, how did they come together?

Dugu Lang's words were like thousands of swords interspersed in the old man's heart, snapping a few times, the old man became a honeycomb, and he couldn't see the whole him, the old man was so angry that his beard rose up, and he was angry, how did this bastard boy speak, old man, am I bad?

"Boy, why is your mouth so ugly, old man, am I bad?

Dugu Lang looked at it carefully, and sighed: "It's really not worthy, one flies in the sky, the other climbs on the ground, there can never be an intersection, how can you know each other?

The old man's eyes widened, and he was angry in his heart, thinking that my old man was handsome and chic, Yushu was in the wind, handsome than Pan An, and beautiful Song Yu, in the eyes of your kid, how did he become a bad old man?

Looking down, uh, it's really a bad old man.

This is not the point, the point is why do you kid look down on the old man and me.

"Boy, I was a heartthrob when I went there, there were groups of beautiful women lined up to see me, I tell you, boy, I didn't look down on that cold crazy woman back then, if she hadn't been stalking, the old man wouldn't have known her, wait, boy, what kind of eyes are you?"

Dugu Lang hurriedly rolled his eyes, did not evade at all, did not hide it, the old man was suddenly unhappy, you Dugu Lang, do you not believe my old man's words?

As for the appearance, that is the biggest failure, it is simply blind to that good body, the old man's figure is also burly, similar to Dugulang, but you see, that head, messy black beard, unkempt hair, for several days, no, a face that has not been washed for several months, look at the clothes, how many days have not changed, before Dugulang left, he was still wearing this clothes.

Up and down, back and forth, after watching it over and over again, Dugulang couldn't see anything that could be praised, there was really nothing at all, not a joke, and he seriously despised it: "Old man, don't brag, just like you, there are a lot of people lying on the streets of the imperial capital, and any one of them is better than you, I really don't know where you got your confidence." ”

Shaking his head, he quickly sighed, life is like this, but he still has self-confidence, without him, this is the only one.

The old man's forehead was full of black lines, his eyes were not good, and he said: "Boy, what you say hurts people, let me tell you, you can say that the old man is unreliable, but you can't say that the old man and my face are unreliable, I am in a hurry with you, believe it or not." ”

Dugu Lang nodded and said: "I believe it, can't I believe it? Who is your old man, that is the head of the peasant family of Qingyang Academy that everyone knows, everyone knows, his strength is unfathomable, his whereabouts are erratic, and the dragon is a big man who can't see the end of the head, how dare I not believe it?"

The old man was very useful in saying this, his whole body was fluttering, as if he was about to fly, his face returned to smiling, so he was not obscene, he couldn't hear the ridicule and contempt in Dugu Lang's words at all, the old man laughed and said: "You still have a vision, boy, I'll tell you, boy, I think back then, I was the first handsome in the empire, the head of the other five families, I was ashamed to see me, and Meng Tianzheng, that old guy, did you see it?"

"That old boy was very jealous of the old man and me, envied the old man and I was handsome, and I made trouble for the old man wherever I went, but in the end, the old man I am not fine, what are you rolling your eyes, this is a fact, old man, when did I lie to you. ”

Dugulang didn't have to think about it, he nodded directly and said, "It's all the time." ”

"You...... You....... The old man trembled, pointed at Dugulang, and trembled: "I'm so angry, you kid, why are you so confused, old man, when have I deceived you, you say, if you don't give a reason, don't blame the old man for being you're welcome." ”

Dugu Lang squinted his eyes, thought about it, opened his eyes, the wrinkles on his brows dissipated, his muscles relaxed, stroked the gourd, and said softly: "In the past ten years, your old man has deceived me countless times, those are too long, I won't say much, and your old man may not remember, then I will tell you about the recent incident, the secret realm, your old man is a miserable boy and me, the boy will give you a good calculation, except for Jian Eleven, everyone else is dead, the Mo family came back two, and three died." ”

Dugu Lang paused, took a sip of Baiguo wine, and said: "There are three people left in the demon family, two people died, one person left in the Qingdao family, one person in the Wen family, and a few people left in the imperial capital, I won't say much, your old man knows it in his heart, and what about our farmer's house, three people go in, three people come out, old man, tell me, how do you want to repay me?"

The old man opened his mouth, ready to come up with a high-sounding word, Dugu Lang raised his hand and said: "Old man, don't talk nonsense, what about being a teacher for one day and a father for life, you keep it and say to the junior sisters, it's useless with me, since you came into the farmhouse, your old man hasn't taught the kid anything at all, it's all the kid who taught himself, and also, your old man has taken a lot of elixirs and spiritual fruits from the kid over the years, these are not counted as you, so let's talk about it, how to repay me." ”

Dugu Lang cocked Erlang's legs, drank Baiguo wine, his eyes were bright, there was no confusion, the strength of Baiguo wine could not make him intoxicated, he drank it for many years, he got used to the taste, the wine entered the dantian, and was directly absorbed by the tree of life and death, and the remaining little spiritual power flowed into Dugu Lang's body and meridians.

After listening to Dugulang's words, the old man couldn't refute it, his fingers crossed together, for a moment or three, he didn't know how to answer, his eyes didn't dare to face Dugulang, and he lowered his head with guilt.

Dugu Lang drank quietly, looking at the old man playfully, hum, old man, you still want to fight with me, you are still tender.

After a moment of silence, the old man spoke: "Boy, old man, I'm all for your good, look at you, go out, your cultivation has broken through, and you're about to catch up with the old man and me, isn't this a very happy thing? It's not that nothing has been gained." ”

"Also, look at you, your qualifications have improved, compared to before, but you have to improve a few levels, why are you not satisfied?" the old man muttered.

Dugu Lang's eyes suddenly darkened, your old man was embarrassed to say, what does this matter to you, don't give a single treasure, and don't have anything to save your life, look at people, and then look at me, this treatment is not one or two levels.

Dugulang is like a child who doesn't have a father's pain, what he wants and nothing, he can only envy other people, and other people, his hands are full of what he wants, open his mouth, what is nothing, Dugulang does not have it, this kind of differential treatment is very profound, obvious.

"Old man, can you not talk about this? Cultivation is a breakthrough, and your qualifications have improved, what does this have to do with me. ”

Dugu Lang doesn't want to break through the cultivation, he has been suppressed, he can break through at any time if he wants to break through, but the breakthrough is not something he can control, he passed out in a coma, and he broke through when he woke up, and he still has qualifications, how much can he be promoted by that little bit of blood, almost zero, and the qualification is a thing that is a little useful before he enters the sainthood.

After asking, it was almost useless.

After that, it depends on understanding, and there are opportunities.

Qualifications can be completed, and for Dugulang, qualifications are dispensable.

Before asking, there was no problem, so Dugu Lang complained even more, looked at the old man, and couldn't help but complain: "Old man, do you think I need these?"

The old man thought about it, nodded, cried with a sad face, and said: "Indeed, you kid is too unhuman, and the qualifications that others need are useless to you." ”

“……。 ”

What's the matter, why am I not a human being, you old man can't speak like this, boy, I am an authentic human being, and said indignantly: "Old man, you are enough." ”

"Okay, okay, I know, you kid too, don't you just say a few words, I won't say it, but, boy, have you found anything recently? For example, our Qingyang Academy. ”

The old man squinted his eyes, tried his best to be obscene, and asked Dugu Lang, who shook his head directly and said, "No." ”

“……。 ”

The old man was depressed, you don't want to think about it, just say it, it's too faceless, and he pointed at Dugu Lang excitedly and said, "Boy, you really don't feel it?"

"No, old man, I don't want to take care of your affairs, I just want to stay in the farmhouse to plant the fields, pick spiritual fruits, and other things, you are busy yourself. Dugulang didn't give the old man any face, and said indifferently.

Who is the old man, Dugulang doesn't know yet, there must be no good things, if you can't touch it, you won't touch it.