As soon as the sloppy old man said this, Yang Qian was also interested and asked, "But you tell me how interesting I am?" ”

The old man's eyes lit up, and he paced away and said, "I bumped into you just now, not only did you dislike me as a sloppy old man, but also helped me clean up those three rabbit cubs." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Three bunny cubs? When the three fierce men heard the sloppy old man call them that, they probably wanted to cry.

"Just because of this, you think I'm funny?" Yang Qiandao.

"That's just one of them." The old man's eyes flickered.

Yang Qian looked at the sloppy old man, frowned and asked, "What about the second?" ”

"Second, you kid is funny." The old man was laughing. Laugh like a naughty child.

"Funny to talk to?" Yang Qian was puzzled.

"You say I don't know what to do." The old man had already circled around Yang Qian, "Interesting." ”

Yang Qian was amused by this old man, and he made trouble for a long time, only because he said that he didn't know what to do, so he felt that he was interesting. Yang Qian shook his head helplessly, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "How did you provoke those three fierce men?" ”

"It's nothing, touch them." The sloppy old man is as if nothing has happened.

"Just touch it, and they're chasing you to beat you?" Yang Qian didn't believe it.

The old man seemed to realize that he was not telling this lie very well, smiled awkwardly, and said, "They are also stingy, and they are not tigers, so they can't touch them." Besides, I didn't touch my ass, even if I was a tiger, if I didn't touch its butt, I shouldn't be threatening. ”

"You're funny too." Yang Qian couldn't help but laugh.

The old man stopped Yang Qian's words, and seemed to be very happy, and even asked, "Tell me too, how interesting am I?" ”

"It's fun to talk to." Yang Qian replied in the old man's words.

"I love to listen to what you say...... While speaking, the sloppy old man reached out to Yang Qian's waist and probed into it, and the three bulging money bags were in the hands of the sloppy old man.

Yang Qian looked at the three money bags, but found that they were not his own money bags.

Besides, he couldn't go out with three money bags.

Yang Qian frowned, and soon stretched out again, he already understood everything. Angry and funny, he said to the sloppy old man: "You must have touched their waists." ”

The sloppy old man quickly put away the three money bags and said happily: "I only touched their waists." ”

Yang Qian really didn't know what to say. It turned out that the sloppy old man stole the money bags of the three fierce men, and was chased by the three fierce men. But Yang Qian still had a question in his heart.

"Why did you run away when you could beat them?" Yang Qian asked.

To this question, the sloppy old man's answer made people laugh and cry.

"I don't want to bully them." The sloppy old man said with an innocent face.

After a long time, the old man suddenly changed his words and said, "The leisurely step is still a little hot." ”

The sloppy old man's sudden words surprised Yang Qian.

Xiaoyaobu is the high-grade martial art of the Divine Pavilion, and in this world, there are not many people who can recognize Xiaoyaobu at a glance. But the sloppy old man recognized it.

"The essence of the Xiaoyao step is in the word Xiaoyao. The carefree steps you have performed have no form, but no essence. As he spoke, the old man's body suddenly moved, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.

What the sloppy old man is doing, isn't it a leisurely step?

The free step was indeed much more clever than Yang Qian's performance. The body is smooth, and the trace is hard to find.

"You're going to be on the loose too?" Yang Qian was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. Xiaoyaobu has always been only able to cultivate by the core disciples of the Divine Pavilion, and Yang Qian can cultivate because his father is the master of the pavilion. But the old man in front of him ...... How do you look like you don't look like a person in the Divine Pavilion?

"I'll have more." The sloppy old man didn't seem to hear Yang Qian's words, but was extremely proud, and continued: "If you want to learn, I can promise to teach you." ”

The sloppy old man said and looked at Yang Qian with a smile.

This old man wants to teach me martial arts?

Yang Qian couldn't guess the old man's intentions for a while. Moreover, he did not understand the identity of the old man. If the old man was really a member of the Divine Pavilion, Yang Qian would definitely not learn from him. Because the current Divine Pavilion is under the control of that person, it is no longer the original Divine Pavilion.

The revenge of killing the father goes deep into the bone marrow!

Yang Qian didn't hate the Divine Pavilion, but as soon as he thought of the Divine Pavilion, Yang Qian would think of that person.

Thinking of that person, Yang Qian hated the current Divine Pavilion a little!

So, how could he worship the people in the Divine Pavilion as a teacher?

"You're from the Divine Pavilion......" Yang Qian asked tentatively.

"Divine Pavilion? What is the Divine Pavilion? The old man asked in surprise as if he had heard a new term.

"You don't know the Divine Pavilion?" Yang Qian stared at the old man.

"I know what that god-to-god thing is for?" The old man seemed to be a little impatient, and said, "To learn or not to learn, mother-in-law?" ”

Yang Qian was silent for a long time, he looked at the sloppy old man, it seemed that he really didn't know what the Divine Pavilion was, and it didn't seem like he was deliberately hiding or pretending not to know.

Although he was puzzled, his vigilance had weakened a lot, and he asked, "What will you do?" ”

The sloppy old man's eyes rolled, and he grabbed a thin branch from nowhere, and the old man stabbed the branch in his hand forward, made a fencing motion, and said, "I will use a sword." ”

"With a sword?" Yang Qiandao.

Suddenly, the sloppy old man's hand shook the branches, his body moved, the wind sounded, the sand and dust flew, and the old man's figure suddenly stopped.

Puff puff!

When the air flow stopped, the clothes on Yang Qian's body turned into fragments and scattered in all directions.

Suddenly, Yang Qian's upper body was naked.

"How's my swordsmanship?" The old man stared at Yang Qian with a smile.

Yang Qian hadn't recovered from his stunned moments, and after a long time, Fang said, "Okay...... It's wonderful, it's wonderful! ”

"I'll be better." The old man said again.

"How wonderful?" Yang Qian became interested.

"You know how good it is when you learn." The old man said.

"Are you willing to teach?"

"How not?" The old man jumped into the room, hung upside down on the beam, and with force on his waist, the whole person bounced onto the roof.

"Follow me." After the old man finished speaking, a few vertical jumps and fell and disappeared from sight.

Yang Qian hurriedly followed, and the two of them swept forward one after the other.

The old man's speed was extremely fast, and every time he traveled a certain distance, he would stop and wait for a while, until Yang Qian followed, and then he jumped forward again.

About a stick of incense passed, the old man suddenly smashed the wooden window and jumped into a restaurant. Although Yang Qian didn't know why, he still followed.

The old man sat down at the table, and the shopkeeper saw that the old man was in rags, like a flower child who asked for food, and couldn't help frowning, and he was about to issue an eviction order. The old man didn't even look at the shopkeeper, his palm shook slightly, and a silver ingot was placed on the table by the old man with a bang.

"The best food, the best wine." The old man commanded.

The shopkeeper hurriedly put away the silver, and only promised to go down and prepare.

"Teach me swordsmanship here?" Yang Qian asked.

"Naturally, it's here to drink and eat." The old man said.

This old man is really weird!

Yang Qian muttered in his heart, but didn't say anything. Since it is drinking and eating, it is natural to have the appearance of drinking and eating. The old man is not in a hurry, and Yang Qian is naturally not in a hurry.