"Father, this is impossible! Jing Jiu is a golden immortal without leakage! Han Zhou can kill Jing Jiu in person, and it is only a few fingers!"

Luo Shi said with some apprehension.

He was afraid that L.A. North would put the blame for the matter on his head. After all, he was in charge of intelligence by the Luo family, and he didn't discover in advance that there was a threat to Luo Qing's existence, and he appeared in Falling Snow City, which was his dereliction of responsibility!

"What are you nervous about? I won't blame you for anything? I just want you to go to Falling Snow City in person and find the person who killed Jingjiu!"

Luo Chengbei said, and at the same time he secretly transmitted the voice to Luo Shi.

"I don't know why, I think of that annoying guy of Qi Xiangzi!"

"Father, I understand! I'll leave for Falling Snow City and let Jing Jiu investigate the cause of death over there! After all, it's also very difficult for us to cultivate a leakless golden immortal!"

Losch said loudly.

He had already understood the intention of Los Angeles North, and while speaking, he secretly transmitted the voice.

"Father, do you suspect that someone other than Hanzhou did it?!"

"And Falling Snow City is very close to the Wind Continent Rock Continent, it is very likely that there are no leaking golden immortals or no delusional immortals in these two continents just passing through Falling Snow City!"

"Qing'er is stubborn, maybe she has provoked others!"

Hearing Luo Shi's opinion, Luo Chengbei raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

"Then you go! Handle it properly! My grandson can't afford to make any mistakes!"

After Luo Shi retreated, the sleeveless old man who peeked in mid-air hugged his arms tightly, and kept shouting.

"I always feel so cold here, pity me for being sleeveless! Which Wang Ba calf arranged a bad errand for me! I don't know if my old man is afraid of the cold?!"

Luo Chengbei glanced at the sleeveless old man in disgust.

This sleeveless old man has been on top of his head for almost fifty years, screaming cold every day.

Hey guys, you're not going to add a decent outfit when it's cold, do you have to wear your sleeveless little shoulders alone?!

What's even more infuriating is that this old guy is extremely dissatisfied with his transfer to the bitter cold land of Hanzhou. But he didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks about the decision-making of the Immortal League, so he simply sprinkled his anger on the north of Los Angeles.

The sleeveless old man stays on top of the north of Los Angeles all year round, eating, drinking, and sleeping on the north of Los Angeles.

Luocheng Bei has to be careful at all times, maybe the next moment there will be some fairy fertilizer discharged by the immortals in the sky.

The most annoying thing that makes Luo Chengbei hate it is that he can't beat this bad old man!!

The three challenges in Los Angeles North during this period were all pressed to the ground by the sleeveless old man and rubbed hard!

Every time he abused Los Angeles North, the sleeveless old man would frantically taunt Los Angeles North in the following days, hoping that he would challenge himself again.

But Luo Chengbei, who has suffered a loss, must come up with a way to crack the sleeveless old man's immortal tricks before he will take on the second challenge.

However, the result was that the sleeveless old man directly changed his style of play, and he almost cried when he beat Los Angeles North.

In the 3,000 years of his life, he has never been beaten so badly! Except for the eighteenth generation of ancestors who don't know their names, everyone in the north of Los Angeles has been called.

Thinking of the situation when he cried and shouted to the earth, Luo Chengbei longed to crash to death on Luolian Mountain.

But this is just talking, if you really want to hit Luolian Mountain, maybe Luolian Mountain will not collapse if it is knocked out of a cave!

"Don't make any noise!

L.A. yelled angrily at the sky.

"Roar, young man, come on, fight with the old man for eight hundred rounds!"

The sleeveless old man quacked excitedly.

"Fuck off!"

The north door of Los Angeles is full of black lines.

Every time I get excited and strike at this old man first, I will be beaten violently by him.

Now L.A. North is resolutely not fooled, which is not the same as a challenge. The challenge is that both sides are out of the way, you break me, and you break me, and each other improves their perception and level of their respective immortal killing combinations.

And if you don't say a challenge, you can shoot directly at the sleeveless old man. What the sleeveless old man did to himself was simply miserable!

Luo Chengbei had no doubt that if it weren't for the order of the Immortal Alliance, the sleeveless old man would definitely let himself experience the one hundred and eight kinds of torture of being a defeated.

I've experienced too much! For example, smelling the feet of a sleeveless old man, and then telling him about my feelings!

You stinky foot, I almost was almost smoked to death by you!

From the sleeveless old man, for the first time, Luo Chengbei had a resistance to the immortal's facial features!

Once, after smelling the fragrant feet of the sleeveless old man again, Los Angeles North couldn't stand it anymore. complained to the sleeveless old man: You might as well make me lose my five senses! Lao Tzu is happy to be quiet, and all poisons are not invaded!

As a result, the sleeveless old man really let Luochengbei get his wish, and directly beat Luochengbei to the point of losing all his senses.

After that, from time to time, L.A. North felt that there was something soft and glutinous on the top of his head, when he occasionally tasted good wine, the taste was always a little weird, and from time to time he came back to his senses with a foot from nowhere......

"You actually murdered me?!"

The sleeveless old man had a shocked look on his face, and his expression of sadness turned into a river.

"Am I murdering you, am I murdering you?"

After Luo Chengbei finished speaking, he directly closed his sense of hearing.

"Alas, what an inconsiderate old man!

The sleeveless old man said boredly.

Looking at the grimace in front of him, Luo Chengbei directly closed all his five senses. Oops, annoying!

Keluo Chengbei can only endure it, and one day he can't help it, but he is beaten violently by a sleeveless old man!

Sleeveless old man, you 8,000-year-old innocent immortal! Lao Tzu has also grinded you to death!

North Los Angeles has been comforting itself for fifty years.

Seeing that Luo Chengbei completely ignored him, the sleeveless old man kicked Luo Chengbei down the mountain with a disgusted face.

"Fuck off! If I hadn't seen that you still had a little understanding, I wouldn't have let you smell my feet!"

The sleeveless old man took a puppet from his shoulder and blew on it.

"One, two, three, wooden people, don't talk or move!"

Under the instillation of the essence of the sleeveless old man, the wooden man gave birth to complete facial features.

Looking at that appearance, it was somewhat similar to the sleeveless old man, but he was younger and more handsome, and he looked like a beautiful young man in the wind of Yushu.

"The old man also wants to see what kind of person is the person who can kill the Leakless Golden Immortal? Alas, people are old, and they can't move their hands and feet without much activity!"

The sleeveless old man threw the wooden man in the direction of Falling Snow City, and the wooden man immediately turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Su Eunyang was enjoying himself in the tub while thinking about the next journey.

He had to shorten the time and not give the Luo family a chance to besiege him, otherwise there would be no leakage of golden immortals along the way, or a group of Great Sun Immortals would put up a great array of slaughtering immortals!

Poof!

A wooden man was stunned and stuck in Su Enyang's bathtub.