Chapter 499: Self-Repair

"Hmph, it's good if you don't, but even if you really go to rescue the soldiers, I'm not afraid of you, those old guys from the giant family are still alive? So what, when Lao Tzu walked the rivers and lakes, those little babies were still with the mud, and they dared to stand out, jokes! ”

Listening to the sword madness, Wu Di was speechless, but it was naturally difficult to say anything if he was redundant.

The thief looked in the direction of Su Huo'er, and his eyes motioned for her to leave first. After all, he has seen the power of this strange old man.

It's a little uncomfortable, and you do it without saying a word, it's really too evil, and you don't have any rules to follow at all.

What if one of the girls is not happy to hurt Su Huo'er, he knows this girl's temper quite well, and it is definitely not a soft persimmon.

"Senior, if it's okay, I'll go out first." After receiving the look, Su Huo'er smiled heartily, and Shi Shiran said.

The demeanor of the children of the family is full, gentle, decent and polite, even if you want to lose your temper, you can't do it.

"Alas, this girl is really amazing." Wu Di couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Su Huo'er's distant back, the stone in his heart could be regarded as landing.

"Little girl, the best acquaintance, as long as you are well-behaved, Lao Tzu promises to cure the stinky boy for you, but during this period, I hope you had better not do anything else, male and female intercourse, it is fatal for this kid at the moment." The sword maniac said unhurriedly.

Su Huo'er was secretly shocked when she heard this, almost, just by almost she killed Wu Di.

Originally, she thought it was good, but she almost made Wu Di lose his life, which made her not surprised.

It's just that how does the old man know? Could it be that there is a camera in the house?

Shouldn't it, then don't all the things that you and the enemy of Wu make people look at it? And listening to the tone of this old man, it seems that he has outlived the giant patriarch.

At the very least, the grandfathers went.

Thinking that she was witnessed by someone from her grandfather's generation, Su Huo'er's face turned red again.

So much so that when Zhang Peng met her, he thought that the two of them were coming again, and said with a gossip on his face: "Young men and women are different, but you have to control your body......

Su Huo'er was ashamed of herself with a few words, but recalling yesterday's voice, it was not difficult to hear some movement.

Interpretation? What can you explain?

Ignoring the strange expression on Su Huo'er's face, Zhang Peng went out with a gossip face.

As soon as I arrived outside the door, I heard a familiar voice coming, and I couldn't help but stop, and wondered, "Why is he?" Isn't this time of retreat? Then I guess I ran into Su Huo'er directly just now, so wouldn't it be ...... to help Wu Di's own thing?"

As soon as he thought of this, he felt cold all over, and he shivered from head to toe.

And just when this was the voice of the sword maniac, it had already come: "Little cub, get in for Lao Tzu and eavesdrop on a fart." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Peng subconsciously pushed open the door when he heard this.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was kicked to the ground by the sword maniac, and he was kicked dozens of times in a row.

But Zhang Peng was silent and suffered silently, as if he was used to it.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but think of the time when the guy beat him, the people who ran all over the mountain were apprentices, but they were obviously much more honest.

Sure enough, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

If the old man sees Zhang Peng like this, he will probably have to complain to death.

The one-sided beating continued like this, and after about thirty minutes, the sword frantically beat a little tired, blew his beard, and stared at Zhang Peng and said: "Eat the stinky boy inside and out, and buy it with a sword?" Damn, is Lao Tzu bad for you? ”

A sword! How light it is, it's something on the weapon ranking, which can make people in Ren Wu's kendo crazy! Your old man's eyes are tattered, but no matter how tattered it is, it is a high-grade tattered. Zhang Peng instantly had the urge to roll his eyes.

However, in order not to beat himself, Zhang Peng still held back, and said with a sad face: "What, I really didn't mean it." ”

"Humph! Not on purpose? You TM give Lao Tzu to go out and kill someone, don't sign up for the number and cut it directly, when someone is caught, say it's not intentional, go to your grandma's mouth. The sword scolded wildly and said that it was a kick aimed at Zhang Peng's ass.

The power is so great that he directly kicked people out of the door.

The butt is flat and the sand is falling, although he falls and eats shit, Zhang Peng has a smile on his face.

Regardless of Wu, this should be considered forgiveness.

Before he could finish rejoicing, he heard the sword roar angrily: "Cook for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is hungry." ”

As soon as the "......" slipped, Zhang Peng disappeared from the door in an instant as if he had been amnestied.

"Brother Peng, what's wrong with you?" Su Huo'er hurriedly asked when she saw him with an embarrassed look.

Zhang Peng couldn't be strict because of his suffering, so he could only smirk and wave his hand and say, "It's okay, I just didn't walk steadily and fell." ”

"Well, this fell hard enough, ah! The ass is bleeding, you ...... It really doesn't matter? ”

"It doesn't matter, hey, hey, hey, it'll be fine when you rest." Zhang Peng smiled embarrassedly on his face, and immediately took a cool breath when the pain hit.

I didn't say I didn't feel it before, but now it hurts, and it's a problem to stay for a minute longer.

"Ahem, what kind of fire, can you help me make lunch? I'll go out and take a pill first. ”

"Well, go ahead." Su Huo'er said empathetically.

Zhang Peng thanked him with gratitude on his face, and then walked out of the kitchen without looking back, and then ran wildly.

At this time, it was a different scene in the place where Wu Di lived, as if he had vented enough, and the sword maniac had quietly begun to use aura to sort out Wu Di.

The rich breath traveled through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and Wu Di snorted comfortably, and then found that the dantian seemed to have begun to react.

Barely able to mobilize to repair itself.

"Damn! That's amazing, isn't it? A look of excitement flashed across Wu's face.

However, this kind of thing is not worth mentioning for sword maniacs, and it is just the tip of the iceberg of overall strength.

Although Wu Di thought that his eyesight was outstanding, he still couldn't see through the level of the person in front of him, as unfathomable as the sea.

If you have to describe it, the sword maniac is the peak of the mountain, and Wu Di is just a rookie who has just prepared mountaineering props, and the gap between the two is not big.

But what Wu Di can't figure out is that a person like an old man can have such a "friend", hasn't he always been very homely? Is it really as he said, he has been through an era, and he has had countless teachers.

No, it must be an illusion. In his eyes, people who can get a girl are very dignified.

And the appearance of the old man obviously can't be described as suave, and even saying that Ren Wu's adjective is used on him is a kind of irony.

"Sword Maniac, what does that old man look like in your eyes?" Wu Di asked casually.

A stern look flashed in the sword maniac's eyes, and then he said in an extremely uncharacterful tone: "That guy, very characteristic, the best in that era was called the Four Saints like me, what's the matter?" ”

"Four saints? What is this concept, is there another pattern in this world? ”

", do you think the current family is the so-called balance? The lonely and unheard boy, I thought that guy had found some kind of heir, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of goods, heh, there is no successor. The sword maniac said with disdain on his face.

Recalling the past, the high-spirited young years, the corners of his mouth hung with unusual pride.

Although everything that used to be has been disillusioned, it has to be said that there was once a crisscrossing in their generation.

(End of chapter)