"Father-in-law, look at your old man, how is my knife?" He Dong offered a treasure and offered the knife in his hand.

"The dragon blade, as its name suggests, is indeed a good divine weapon!"

Wu Qinglong's expression was solemn, his eyes were low, he held the handle of the knife in his hand, and raised this strange blade: "It weighs no more than a catty, it is light and usable, the blade is like a sickle, sharp and unparalleled, and it can sharpen iron like mud, and it is indestructible!" ”

He didn't have any impression of this divine weapon in his memory, and this weapon didn't look like an antique, and he had a certain skill in sword appreciation, and he could see at a glance that this was not an antique knife.

"Where did this knife come from?" Wu Qinglong asked.

Opening a martial arts hall is his preference, the ideal of a martial arts practitioner, but in today's era, there is not much interest in martial arts, and his profession is to appreciate antiques.

If it weren't for the income of the Wu family's antique shop, he wouldn't have been able to maintain the operation of this martial arts hall.

With his eyesight, he could only see that the knife had no traces of age, but he could not tell the method or age in which it was made.

"This is the steel mill under the name of the son-in-law, I made it myself, if the father-in-law likes it, this is a gift from the son-in-law to the father-in-law!" He Dong smiled and said, if you like it, I'm afraid you won't like it.

"Made it yourself?"

Wu Qinglong's expression changed suddenly, and he understood the value of this knife: "An extraordinary new alloy, no wonder it has the effect of sharpening iron like clay, but it is so light!" ”

"Father-in-law's eyesight is extraordinary!"

He Dong's eyes moved, but he thought of Wu Qinglong's thoughts turning so fast.

"This knife is too expensive, I can't afford it!"

Wu Qinglong glanced at him, put down his blade, and said hard.

A divine weapon may not count in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of those who practice martial arts, it is definitely not a problem to auction tens of millions at will.

On top of that, there was an alloy that he didn't even know about, and it must be a secret that it was not on the market today.

"It's not heavy!"

He Dong hurriedly said: "Hehe, as long as my father-in-law likes it!" ”

"You're a little shameless!"

The corners of Wu Qinglong's mouth twitched slightly, he was a father-in-law, and if it didn't work out, it became a success.

"Huh!"

He Dong smiled, isn't he a person under the eaves, he has to bow his head, the senior brother is so foolish, but the old man is not easy to fool.

If he doesn't flatter hard, if he makes a move with anger, his martial arts are enough to send He Dong back to his hometown in an instant, not to mention holding a divine weapon, even if he is holding a rocket launcher, he may not have a chance to send it out if he is so far away.

"Dad, this is a little bit of Dongzi's heart, since he gave it to you, what can't you bear!"

Xiang Xiaocao's beautiful eyes flickered, and a trace of cunning light flashed: "You can say it, as long as he wins the senior brother, you will agree to the matter between us!" ”

She was naturally a little happy that the lover could put so much thought into her father, which proved that he cared.

"Humph!"

Wu Qinglong's face darkened, he snorted coldly, didn't answer, just glanced at Wu Ling coldly: "Daling, you lost so beautifully, you have practiced kung fu to dogs in the past few years!" ”

Wu Ling was chilled, and hurriedly said: "Master, the disciple is not good at learning the arts, and he is ashamed of the master's teaching!" ”

"You're so ashamed!"

Wu Qinglong glared at him, and said coldly: "I asked you not to keep your hand, you have to keep your hand, when my words are the wind in my ears, right, go, lift the largest stone mortar, stand on the horse, for an hour!" ”

Wu Ling was cultivated by him, inheriting the seedlings of Wu's Taiji, his kung fu against He Dong, just playing, He Dong is not a person who practices martial arts, even if he holds a divine weapon in his hand, it is impossible to win him.

For example, a child, even if he holds a sharp sword, he can't beat a young man.

The reaction of the people who practice martial arts in all aspects is extremely fast, and it is not good to say, even if Wuling is empty-handed, he can beat He Dong, who is holding a divine weapon, to a falling flower.

This time, Wu Ling obviously looked at the herbs, and then He Dong held the reason for the divine weapon in his hand, and kept his hand.

"Yes!"

Wu Ling also knew that he couldn't fool the master, so he obediently walked out of the martial arts training ground, lifted a large stone mortar, and stood up and walked up.

"Big brother, thank you!"

He Dong naturally understood Wu Qinglong's words, looked at the back of the senior brother, and raised his thumb.

"He Dong, if you want me to agree to your affairs, it's not impossible, I'll give you a year, if you can win Wuling, I will agree!"

Wu Qinglong squinted slightly, looking at He Dong, hard and hard.

The son-in-law of the martial family, if he didn't even know some martial arts, he would be embarrassed to meet the martial arts people in the three mountains and five mountains.

Even in today's era, people who practice martial arts have a circle, martial arts associations or something, there are a lot, the Tai Chi vein of Neijiaquan, there are a total of five veins, and they often turn martial arts.

Of course, he didn't expect He Dong to fight with Wuling, but he just embarrassed him to see how much heart and courage he had.

After all, the baby daughter he had raised for more than ten years was seduced away by He Dong like this, and he was very unhappy in his heart, very unhappy.

"Dad, you're unreasonable!"

When Xiang Xiaocao heard this, her pretty face changed, she gritted her teeth, and said with big watery eyes: "Don't think I don't know, Senior Brother has been practicing martial arts for twenty years, and Dongzi has practiced some martial arts in the dark cultivation that he has entered a few years ago, even if he is given ten years, how can he win Senior Brother!" ”

"I've been raising you for twenty years, didn't he rob you in a year?"

Wu Qinglong said leisurely.

"Hmph, it's different!"

Xiang Xiaocao heard this, Xiao Qiong's nose let out a cold snort, and her pretty face didn't know whether she was angry or shy, and she was obviously a little ruddy.

"Father-in-law, this time you are serious!"

He Dong suddenly spoke.

"It's hard to chase a horse if you say it!"

Wu Qinglong's eyes were like blades, looking at He Dong, there was a trace of puzzlement in his heart, did he still have the ability to win Wuling.

"Good!"

He Dong said loudly: "My father-in-law is a martial artist, since I want to recruit relatives in martial arts, for the sake of Xiaocao, what does it matter if I He Dong promised to come down, in a year's time, I promise to win Wuling!" ”

"Dongzi!"

Xiang Xiaocao stared at He Dong with bright eyes, why did he agree stupidly, don't you know how terrible the senior brother is.

"Xiaocao, don't worry, I said it, I must send your father-in-law into the gate of my He family willingly!" He Dong said firmly.

"Some courage, but self-defeating!"

The corners of Wu Qinglong's mouth outlined a playful smile.

Practicing martial arts is actually a thing that can be achieved overnight, Huo Yuanjia, Huang Feihong, these generation of grandmasters, are all talented people, don't they still practice for a lifetime to become a grandmaster.

Wu Ling has a good talent, he has personally trained him for twenty years, and in the younger generation, except for Xiang Xiaocao, he has not seen a few who can fight with him.

One year!

Can He Dong really figure out something?

"Father-in-law, don't say things so absolutely!"

There was a gleam in He Dong's eyes: "Give me three years, don't say senior brother, I can beat you directly to the street!" ”

You have your martial arts, I develop genes, didn't Yuan Bao say it, the third-stage genetic warriors can be compared to great masters like Wu Qinglong.

After a year of developing the genes of the first stage, I still don't believe that I can't win the big brother.

He has to tell an old antique with facts that this is an age of technology!

"Dongzi, you're going to die!"

Xiang Xiaocao couldn't stabilize her temperament at this time, walked over, patted the back of his hand, and said angrily: "It's not good to provoke anyone, why provoke my father, annoy my father, I can't save you, be careful that you stay in the hospital!" ”

"The ambition is not small, I'll wait!"

Wu Qinglong squinted slightly, and shouted coldly: "Send off!" ”

(The eleventh long holiday is over, and it's time for the axe to return to its proper position, starting tomorrow, resume the rhythm of two shifts a day, before, the axe is sorry!) ）