When everyone heard this, they also noticed this problem, and they all looked at Ouyang Feng.

Sure enough, as this little Taoist priest said, this seventy or eighty-year-old "Western Poison" is too young. I saw that his face was ruddy, with only a few wrinkles, and he was in good spirits, except for a head of gray hair that showed that he was a little old, and he did not look more than fifty or sixty years old. If you don't know it, some people say that Ouyang Feng is in his forties, and most of them believe it.

After the people in the rivers and lakes present looked at Ouyang Feng, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to Hao Datong and Sun Buer. The two are also in their sixties this year. However, in addition to their faces being better than the average person, the two of them are still in their sixties in appearance. In contrast with Ouyang Feng, the judgment was made.

Sun Buer had a short temper, and felt that everyone's eyes fell on him, and he couldn't hold his breath at first, snorted coldly, and said in his heart: "Ouyang Feng's martial arts cultivation is profound, far beyond us, and his natural appearance is not easy to age, so what's the fuss." Looking at Long Dao: "No wonder your Tomb Sect has exhausted the evil demon outer way, it turns out that it is father and son with the demon leader, it is really a crooked upper beam and a crooked lower beam." ”

Someone exclaimed, "Tomb Pie! Is the Red Refining Fairy Li Mochou's teacher? ”

Sun Buer said coldly: "Yes, it is the master of the Red Refining Female Devil, the little boy in front of us is the same disciple of the Female Devil, you can't be deceived by his face." ”

Li Mochou's reputation for ruthlessness was outside, and when he heard the name of the Red Refining Fairy, everyone was terrified, and the eyes that looked at the dragon became unkind.

Ouyang Feng looked at the dragon and said with a smile: "Child, your faction does not have many disciples, but there is nothing to worry about." "Stand by and watch as this boy pulls people down.

Long Dao: "The master is unlucky. Ignoring Sun Buer, he put the person aside, looked at Hao Datong, and said lightly: "Hao Daochang, does your neck still hurt?" Can the wound heal? ”

Hao Datong's heart was cold, and he was discouraged, and he shook the tragic death of Grandma Sun in front of him, and felt guilty, and he didn't dare to make contact with the dragon's eyes, and said: "Thank you for the concern of Mr. Long, the poor road, the poor road is fine." ”

Sun Buer saw that his senior brother was choked by Long's words, and said angrily: "You, you are about to step forward with his sword, but unexpectedly, his sleeves were pulled and he couldn't walk, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he turned around and said sharply: "Zhijing, let go!" ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "Uncle Shi, stop your anger." He shook his head again and again, asking Sun Buer to endure his anger for a while, and pulled back vigorously, and said in his heart: "It doesn't matter if your old man draws his sword, it is clear that there is Ouyang Feng behind him, and he will not be able to please him today. ”

Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing have the same heart and the same concern, and said to Sun Buer: "Uncle Sun, don't be impatient." His eyes turned to Hao Datong, and he saw Hao Datong's face flushed, his expression was difficult, and he fell into the past again, ashamed.

Seeing that his senior brother was like this, Sun Buji gently "spitted", pulled his sleeve out of Zhao Zhijing's hand, and no longer spoke, only staring at the dragon viciously. And the dragon still turned a blind eye to her, just as he did back then. Sun Buer was even more angry, but under the pressure of preserving the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect and Hao Datong's life, he could only grit his teeth and swallow this evil breath, turned his head to look to the side, and remained silent.

Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, shook their heads secretly, and thought: "What's the matter, I can't even eat a meal, and there is no disaster in vain!" ”

At this time, a middle-aged man closest to Hao Datong asked, "Hao Daochang, have you been injured?" How did it hurt? Is it cured? He didn't know why, he was kind and caring, but in the ears of insiders, he asked quite without eyes.

Hao Datong sighed "sigh". Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing looked at the man at the same time, their eyes were dissatisfied, and they both thought: "This one has no eyesight!" Sun Buji snorted coldly again. Among the five people in the group, only the little Taoist priest named Chen Qinghe was relatively calm, and he didn't show any emotions, he only lowered his head and didn't care about himself.

Seeing that Hao Datong and the others seemed to have something unspeakable, the middle-aged man suddenly felt that his words were inappropriate, so he covered his mouth and quietly retreated.

The five Taoist priests of Quanzhen were high-spirited and talked eloquently when they first went upstairs, to the fierce momentum after recognizing Ouyang Feng, drawing their swords and glaring angrily, to now being made languishing by the words of the son surnamed Long, awkward, such ups and downs, visible to the naked eye, everyone present, even those who reacted slowly also noticed that there must be something strange in it, and when they looked at Long and Ouyang Feng again, there was only fear left in their hearts. Right now, the Quanzhen Taoist priest may be gone, where do they, the people of the rivers and lakes who are not in the stream, dare to be presumptuous in front of the "Western Poison"!

The scene was quiet again, mixed with subtle embarrassment.

The knives and swords are all revealed, how can I stop it? Everyone looked at Ouyang Feng, hoping that he would raise his noble hand.

I only heard Ouyang Feng speak: "Son, has that old Dao been injured?" Who hit it? "Bring up the old things again, break the peace.

Hao Datong was repeatedly poked in the heart, and he was on the verge of being self-conscious, and his face turned gray. Sun Buer, Zhen Zhibing, and Zhao Zhijing all looked at the dragon together, their eyes worried, and they clenched the long sword in their hands, for fear that he would tell the inside story. Chen Qinghe raised his head and looked at the dragon through the gap between Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing's shoulders, and his soul flew out of the sky.

Long Dao: "This matter is a long story, senior, please take a seat." ”

Ouyang Feng glared, meaning: "Everyone thinks that we are father and son, and we are still called by seniors and seniors, and we have no eyes." ”

The dragon glanced at the seat.

Ouyang Feng flicked his long sleeves and sat down.

The dragon stepped forward to serve tea and said with a smile: "Drink it." ”

Ouyang Feng took it, took a sip, and said: "Come on, it's time to have dinner if you delay it any longer, by the way, I see that there is a good restaurant in front of you, let's eat and live somewhere in the evening, so as not to run into a bunch of people who have nothing to do, and it is not safe to have a good meal." ”

Long Dao: "Okay, whatever you say, that's what it is." ”

Ouyang Feng nodded in satisfaction, took another sip of tea, and suddenly frowned.

When everyone saw it, their hearts jumped: "Where is this master dissatisfied?" Do you want to kill someone? ”

The dragon asked, "What?" ”

Ouyang Feng said: "The taste is too light, child, pour me some bee syrup and spice it up." After he got used to drinking bee syrup water, he felt tasteless and bland when he drank other things.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they were not satisfied with the tea.

Long Dao: "Bee syrup mixed tea, sweet and bitter, can you drink it?" Let's make do with it. ”

Ouyang Feng said: "It's okay to let Xiao Er serve a bowl of white water." ”

Long Dao: "Does Xiao Er dare to come up?" ”

Ouyang Feng said: "You go downstairs and bring me a bowl, no one can run anyway." As he spoke, he sneered and glanced at the nervous Jianghu people.

Everyone was frightened, and said in their hearts: "It is worthy of being one of the four saints, this eye is sharp, like a knife." ”

Long Dao: "Okay, but you can't do anything with them, it doesn't match your identity as a martial arts master." ”

Ouyang Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't do it, don't do it." ”

The dragon hesitated.

Ouyang Feng smiled: "So, if you ask me to kill whoever I want, I will kill whomever I want, if you don't let me kill me, I won't kill, okay?" Between the words, he put the lives of a group of people into the hands of the dragon.

Long got the guarantee, first took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Ouyang Feng, and jumped downstairs little by little, his movements were fast, which showed that his light skills were wonderful.

His light skill is a tomb stunt, except for the Quanzhen Taoist, no one has seen it, and everyone can't help but praise it secretly when they see it, but because of Ouyang Feng's presence, they don't even dare to say "good".

Seeing Long Ben go downstairs, Ouyang Feng immediately looked at the Quanzhen Taoist and the people in the rivers and lakes behind him, smiling rather than smiling, with a playful expression.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Ouyang Feng said: "Put down your weapons." Pointing to the staircase, he continued: "If he doesn't let me kill you, I, Ouyang Feng, won't kill you today." After a pause, his arms were propped up on his legs, his palms supported his chin, his body leaned forward slightly, and he said solemnly: "There are still some things to remind you today, and you have all remembered them clearly for me." ”

Everyone was silent and listened honestly, but the true Taoist priest frowned.

Ouyang Feng said: "This young man surnamed Long is covered by me Ouyang Feng, when you see him in the future, you will give me a detour, don't trouble him, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless, kill you all over the door, do you hear clearly?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone shuddered, and said in their hearts: "Ouyang Feng is really ruthless enough, opening his mouth and closing his mouth is to destroy the door." Although this sound overbearing, it is indeed natural for it to come from his mouth. It's just that what puzzled everyone was Ouyang Feng's attitude towards the dragon.

Since the boy's surname is Long instead of Ouyang, then this Dragon Gongzi and Ouyang Feng are not father and son, but why does Ouyang Feng treat him differently and can be called obedient? Ouyang Feng is famous, in addition to his unfathomable martial arts, it is almost a bad comment, and he is also known as the "old poison" given by the leader of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong, he must not be a good person.

Thinking of the appearance and style of Long and Ouyang Feng, everyone couldn't help but think: "Could it be that the young man's surname Long is to hide his true identity or follow his mother's surname, but in fact he is still Ouyang Feng's son?" "The two of them have a conversation, and the way they get along is no different from that of ordinary fathers and sons, and even a little warm, only this kind of speculation is more credible.

Ouyang Feng didn't care whether these Jianghu people agreed or not, let alone that he had already deduced that he had a son, some words were enough, and there was no need to care about the others, so he turned around and sat upright, and the time was just right, and the dragon just walked up.

Ouyang Feng said: "Hurry up and finish talking to them, don't delay people doing business." "Mix your own bee syrup water.

The moment the porcelain bottle stopper is opened, the room is full of fragrance, and the smell is comfortable, and it is indescribably comfortable. Everyone, except for the five Taoist priests of Quanzhen, were curious about what kind of good things could make Ouyang Feng so fascinated, and they all sighed: "Today, not only did I meet the martial arts saints, young talents, but also listened to the secrets of the Quanzhen Sect and saw rare things, and this meal was really worth it." ”

Seeing that the ugly thing was about to be exposed, Hao Datong, Sun Buer, Zhen Zhibing, and Zhao Zhijing's hearts were hanging, but Chen Qinghe was still staring in a daze, ignoring foreign objects, as if he was scared stupid.