"I can't say that so many acquaintances are here today. The old man in white said hurriedly. "Haha, we rarely get together and say how happy we are?" the old man in red came back with a smile, then turned to his next hand and said, "Old Bian, do you remember the redbud in the second year of our school?"

An old man dressed in red made a move on an old man dressed in beige brocade. The old man looked slightly younger than the one in red. The old man smiled and took a sip of his cup. "Of course, we studied there for so many years, and that year was the most memorable. ”

"Will it be such fun? Brother Zhai, come and hear it?" said an old man sitting on the other side with a smile, and the old man in red replied with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, the helmsman is three times lower than me, isn't it? Unfortunately, you missed it." "Yes, yes," Elder Qu nodded again and again, and said regretfully, "I was three years late, but I missed a lot of celebrities, such as Zhai Xiong. Now that I think about it, I'm always sad~!"

"Hehe, Lord Song is really joking. You are the chief helmsman of Li Anyun's twelve rudders, in charge of the twelve major tributaries of the Xianglong Empire, which are more powerful than the Imperial Water Army. I'm just a teacher. How can I compare to you?" the old man in red took a sip of wine and returned with a smile. The old man, surnamed Qu, kept waving his hand and kept saying that he was ashamed.

Wang Teng listened quietly, but his heart had turned upside down. It turns out that most of the people here are figures from the sacred courtyard. Today's banquet is a bit like Homecoming. Moreover, these people, each of them is not vulgar, the old man surnamed Qu, hearing the old man in red say this, a big figure flashed in Wang Teng's mind.

He was the martial god of the Xianglong Emperor Ming Dynasty. He is responsible for water transport throughout the country, with 12 major rivers. He was also in charge of the main helm of 12 rudders in Quyang, Li Anyun's largest grain transportation group. This is a legendary civilian hero. At the age of 14, his father died of illness. Since then, he has taken on the responsibility of providing for his family. He has two younger brothers and a younger sister, both in their sixties and seventies. Because he lived at the foot of the mountain, he supported his family by hunting and logging. At the same time, Qu Yang is also a very talented person.

Simply because of his experience in hunting and chopping wood, he created the now world-famous three-wave musical form. The three-wave musical form is a typical quarrelsome technique. Without the guidance of the teacher, Qu Yang provoked a quarrel by himself. His quarrels are different from ordinary people. He was born violent, manic, and extremely destructive. At the age of 20, Quyang reached the combat level of the 8th Division. Because of this, in the same year, he was admitted free of charge to the Holy Academy.

Just when others envied his good fortune, Qu Yang refused the invitation of the Holy Academy, saying that his mother was old and frail, and his siblings were young and needed to be cared for. He openly gave up this great opportunity. Although everyone laughed at him for being stupid, many were touched by his filial piety.

The following year, at the age of 21, Qu Yang and a few like-minded friends established the first legal Cao Gang in the Xianglong Empire, Li Anyun Rudel, who was mainly responsible for food and personnel transportation. In just one year, Li Anyun developed into the first Cao Gang in Jinling River. Because Qu Yang is honest, fair, and kind to his subordinates and friends, his business is getting better and better.

At the age of 22, in Quyang, Emperor Xianglong came to the south of the Yangtze River. Quyang is responsible for all the logistics on the Jinling River. Even the security along the way is foolproof. Emperor Xianglong lamented the loyalty and bravery of the folk knights. In order to show sympathy and closeness to the people, he awarded Quyang Jiangcao Palace the honorary title. Since then, Anyun Rudel has gained a great reputation.

When Quyang was 23 years old, the Holy Academy invited him to re-enroll. This time, Qu Yang did not refuse. Six years later, Qu Yang graduated from the Holy Academy. The 29-year-old river god Jiang Cao Gong was born.

"Zhai Xiong can really laugh, our other disciples are envious of you, quiet elders, Daofeng, Jiangshan, Gugu, Chad, Yili. David, Mountain Road. These names are now widely known, and you don't have to say that you can become a vice-president of the Holy See. It's not something we can do. Qu Yang picked up his wine glass and said to the red-clothed elder.

"Yes, yes, in school, we are in high spirits, in those days, in the blink of an eye, we can all be old people~!Today, the world belongs to these young people~!" The old man in red said with a sigh, and then looked at Wang Teng.

Everyone here also felt it, everyone nodded yes, the old man in red and an old man made the atmosphere even more emotional, Wang Teng obviously felt that everyone was a little sighing, nodded secretly in his heart, Wang Teng muttered, although those people have been brilliant for many years, but in today's view, everything has passed, the scenery is still the same, and the glory is gone.

"I said, what did you do to make everyone so sad, our old classmates are rarely together~!" The old man in white took a sip of wine, his kind face could not hide the faint loneliness. "Yes, yes, today should be a happy day. Those of us come from all over the world. The last time we saw each other in decades, I blamed me and punished myself. The old man in red hurriedly apologized and poured himself a glass of wine to make amends.

The crowd laughed, not caring. The old man in red touched his lips gently, glanced at the old man in white, and then said, "Then let's continue, I will continue to tell you about the affairs of our respected elder, haha~!"

When the old man in white heard this, he immediately became anxious and asked for forgiveness. He said, "You can't say that. What else do I need to face for the future alumni association?" "What's so embarrassing about that? We're all getting a lot older. Bauhinia that year, in the Water System Magic Palace, had a very famous figure, and his name was better than ours. Do you remember?" asked the old man in red with a smirk on his face.

Wang Teng smiled in his heart, he didn't expect a pair of usually serious old men to be such mortals in private, he had seen them on the streets outside Disneyland before, Wang Teng thought that the old man in red and the beautiful elders only knew, but he didn't expect the two to have such a deep friendship.

"I know, I know~!" An old man sitting not far from Wang Teng shouted excitedly. All of them turned to look at him with a smile. The old man put down his cup. His face seemed to remember something beautiful. "I think what Zhai Xiong is talking about should be Millie Gul~!"

"Sir~!!" All the people extracted by Qi Qi suddenly realized, Wang Teng looked at it, and found a situation, among all the people present, in addition to himself, there was an outsider, that is, the old man who used to swear to himself, because when they said these words, he and Wang Teng had the same expression, an inexplicable look, similarly, Wang Teng was also curious, an outsider, without such luck, why did he sit here? Until now, they have not recovered from their injuries. Now the blood is back in this world, which makes the old man in white very nervous.

"Come on, work harder, don't stop, we're going to get rid of it before it regenerates~!" The old man in red saw this opportunity as soon as possible, and shouted sharply at this moment: "If you don't destroy this thing as soon as possible, if you don't get all your energy, who else can cure this thing?"

Wang Teng also didn't expect this shadow to be so terrifying, looking at the five masters with heavy and nervous expressions in the field, Wang Teng couldn't help but have a fever on his face, this disaster was caused by himself, but now that he is watching this scene here safely and soundly, it doesn't matter if he is desperate.

But he doesn't have any other way in this situation, what is the strength of the five masters Wang Teng can roughly guess, with their current ability, this is the case, they jump down now, and they don't know how to die, as a result, Wang Teng continued to lie on the roof with a very tangled mood, and his ears were hot with a red face.

Listening to the old man in red, the rest of the people present immediately put into action, the five people are all masters in today's world, since they don't need too much combat experience and ability, under one blow, they immediately discovered the disadvantage, but the old man in red saw the opportunity faster.

It was almost the same, the five of them played the same move again, but this time the speed was much faster, and with a "bang", after a brilliant color flashed in the sky, the shadow of the lower body was not blown off a bit, but the regeneration that followed was even more terrifying.

The five no longer hesitated, nor did they wait for anyone to give an order. They didn't even slow down their voices. As soon as they called, they were back in action. This time, all five of them strengthened their strength. Five terrorist attacks struck again.

The light indicates the repeated blessings of the mantra. In other words, for a long time, Wang Teng's body was covered by invisibility. Invisible charm is a blessing to the body. However, all five of them found themselves, especially the old man in red, turning a blind eye to themselves. In this way, their invisible charm is not effective at all.

Turning his head and looking at the ball, Wang Teng muttered a few words in his mouth, and threw an invisible spell on it, as expected, the ball also flashed a bright light. Looking up at the night sky, Wang Teng felt an indescribable sense of chemistry.

After a while, Wang Teng sighed and gestured to his balls. A man and a dog ran out of the alley and walked in the direction of the inn.

"What the hell is going on~!How did you get back?" Mark slapped the table and shouted as he watched a man in a black robe standing below. "Boss, it's not that we want to come back, but we have to come back~!" The black-robed man came back hoarsely, and no joy, anger, sadness, or joy could be heard in his voice.

"What do you mean?" Mark, holding back his anger, asked softly. "There are five Dousheng in that place, Zhai Yi is also there, and there is also a quiet bright temple fair. Therefore, subordinates simply cannot get close. "The blacks hurried back.