Ji Yunpeng finally had the opportunity to say a classic sentence of forcing Ge Chaoshen, although it was said for Cheng Xiaoning, but it felt very cool!

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!" Yang Wentian chattered a few times, feeling that it was a little interesting, but he could say beautiful words, and in the end, it would depend on the result.

Thirty years is too long, Yang Wentian thought that it would be okay to wait a few years, after all, Yang Lele is still young, he will not be in a hurry to find a home for her, a few years later, if Cheng Xiaoning can really make him look the other way, he doesn't mind handing over his daughter and family business to him.

Cheng Xiaoning is getting along with Yang Lele for the last time, the young man doesn't talk much, it's all the little girl chattering, Cheng Xiaoning knows that the simple little girl is still very ignorant about love, and she likes him, not between men and women, but just treats him as a good friend.

That's fine, Cheng Xiaoning didn't have too many extravagant expectations, looking at the cheerful little girl, he wished her happiness forever.

"This girl is good-looking, she should be convex and warped. ”

"The one in yellow is also good, with long legs and white skin. ”

"I think the one in the green skirt is good-looking, the waist is like a willow, the style is moving, Lao Yang will really enjoy it, and all the maids in the house are not bad. ”

Ji Yunpeng and Qin Guanghui squatted on the side of an aisle, and saw the pretty girls passing by one by one, judging their heads and looking like prodigals.

When the person who went to bed early had blown the lamp, a black donkey came to the south gate of Wu'an City, and on the donkey sat a white-bearded old man, who held a wine gourd in his hand and drank wine from time to time.

The moonlight is bright, the stars are dotted, and it is a beautiful night sky!

"Lele, it's time for us to go. ”

"You can stay at my house tonight, there are many places to stay. Yang Lele said.

"We won't stay overnight, we 、、、 we have some things to do back to the inn. Cheng Xiaoning wanted to speak and stopped, and wanted to say that he would leave tomorrow, but he didn't say anything.

"Alright then, I'll go find you early tomorrow morning. Yang Lele said.

"Hmm!" Cheng Xiaoning replied in a somewhat dry voice.

When Ji Yunpeng and the three returned to the inn, it was almost midnight, and after Cheng Xiaoning said that he would leave Wu'an City early tomorrow, he went back to the guest room alone.

Qin Guanghui belongs to people who are dedicated to cultivation and have never thought about love, and he doesn't know what it's like to like someone, so he couldn't understand Cheng Xiaoning's sadness, shook his head and went back to his room.

"I like it, I like it! If you don't explode in your like, you will perish in your like!" Ji Yunpeng muttered, and suddenly found that it was not completely in line with Cheng Xiaoning's situation, so he sighed again: "I don't have the strength to even have the qualifications to like it, being poor is the original sin! Poor young man is poor, I should help, oh not enough, Brother Xiaoning is too inferior, I should help 、、、 eight arms."

After talking to himself and talking nonsense, Ji Yunpeng went back to his room to rest.

In the second half of the night, when people were sleeping, a figure appeared on the roof of Ji Yunpeng's room.

"Bastard, the city lord has put up with you for a long time, and he knows that you are leaving tomorrow, so if he doesn't beat you, Lao Tzu can't let out his anger. The man in black on the roof sneered.

"Boy, today Lao Tzu wants to beat you so that you can't recognize it. Yang Wentian imagined the picture of Ji Yunpeng's screaming, and he couldn't wait, and hurriedly put on the masked black scarf he had prepared.

"Young man, do you want to beat that kid too? Old man too, I heard that kid is very bad!" Yang Wentian's body suddenly stiffened, and at the same time as a voice came, he felt a palm fall on his shoulder.

Yang Wentian instantly oozed out of cold sweat, his body stiffened, he slowly looked back at the hand on his shoulder, and then saw an old man with a white beard, the old man was looking at him with a smile.

Yang Wentian felt like he was going crazy, he didn't know that a person suddenly appeared behind him, and what made him even more shocked was that the other party's palm fell on his shoulder silently.

The old man who suddenly appeared, his strength was incredibly strong, Yang Wentian was confident that even if he was in the later stage of the merger or even the consummation of the merger, he couldn't let him come behind him without a trace of awareness, right?

Could it be that he was too excited and careless to beat Ji Yunpeng just now? But even if he was careless, the other party slapped him on the shoulder, if he wanted to kill him, he would have finished playing.

"Hello seniors!" Yang Wentian said with a reluctant smile.

"Well, hello!" the white-bearded old man laughed, "Do you have a face toshel yet?" ”

Yang Wentian still wanted to beat Ji Yunpeng, such a terrifying powerhouse, there are not many in Dongshengzhou, he seemed to have guessed the identity of the other party, and his face was so ugly that he almost cried.

"Please, may I ask the senior's name?" Yang Wentian asked as he suppressed his emotions about to collapse.

"A layman from the mountains who plants peach trees, picks peach blossoms, and brews new wine, how can he have a great name?" the old man said casually.

Saying that he didn't listen intentionally, Yang Wentian's face was like ashes, Nima, a disciple of the transcendent realm, do you need to protect your old man personally?

"The moonlight tonight is so good, and the starry sky is beautiful, well, that senior, I suddenly found that there was something urgent to do, so I left first. After Yang Wentian finished speaking, he left, the first to walk slower, seeing that he didn't call him, he ran back to the city lord's mansion as soon as he slipped away.

"Nowadays, young people are frizzy and frizzy in doing things, and they always have to do things one by one, don't they want to beat people? The old man said dissatisfiedly, took out a large piece of cloth from the storage magic weapon, covered his entire head, and quietly entered Ji Yunpeng's room.

Yang Wentian, who returned to the City Lord's Mansion and hid in the study, slumped on the chair, and wanted to cry without tears: "Don't bring this to play, is Momoyama specially here to bully me?"

After the white-bearded old man entered Ji Yunpeng's room, he looked around at the weapon that he didn't have in hand, the old man was very arrogant, and directly smashed a stool and picked up the half-meter long stool leg.

"Who?" Ji Yunpeng was shocked when he heard the movement, and just wanted to take out the Variety pistol, but found that his whole body couldn't move.

It's over, when he meets a ruthless character, Ji Yunpeng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he was in a cool mood at the moment.

"Senior, don't be impulsive, I'm a disciple of Taoshan, Taoweng's most beloved little disciple, if you move me, my master Taoweng won't let you go." Ji Yunpeng said hurriedly.

The masked man was stunned and wondered, "Why don't I know when Tao Weng accepted a little disciple?"

"Not long ago, it may not have reached the ears of the seniors, but many people know it, and the seniors will know it after a little inquiry. Ji Yunpeng said.

"Oh!" The masked man suddenly snorted coldly: "What about the disciple of Tao Weng, bastard, this city lord has put up with you for a long time, and knows that you will leave tomorrow, if I don't beat you, Lao Tzu can't let it out in one breath." ”

"Is it you?Yang Wentian, you bastard, dare to touch me?" Ji Yunpeng roared angrily.

"It's you. "The masked man raised his stick and smashed it, not at all ambiguous.

"Oh, bastard Yang Wentian, you dare to hit me, you wait、、、" Ji Yunpeng wailed and scolded.

"No, you're not Yang Wentian, who are you?" Ji Yunpeng shouted when he noticed that something was wrong.

The masked man stopped the leg of the stool in his hand and asked, "How did you recognize it?"

"Are you stupid when you are Lao Tzu? You are thin and small like a dwarf, where are you like Yang Wentian's stupid big man?" Ji Yunpeng said angrily.

"Oh!" the masked man nodded, and suddenly his body crackled, and he became taller, like Yang Wentian.

"Is that so?" the masked man asked.

"And this operation?" Ji Yunpeng was stunned.

"The old man is thin and looks like a dwarf?" the masked man lifted his stool and smashed it down with his legs, one stick, two sticks、、、

"Ahhh、、、h

"I was wrong, senior, please spare me、、、"

There was a constant wail in the room, Ji Yunpeng roared like a pig, and his voice rumbled, but no trace of it reached the outside.