"Are you interested in worshipping the old man as a teacher?"

Seeing that Dongfang Xu didn't speak, he was thin and middle-aged and not annoyed, and continued to ask with a smile.

Dongfang Xu: "I'm not interested." ”

This time, he replied with great boldness.

If it was a previous life, hearing him ask this, Dongfang Xu would definitely agree without hesitation.

But when he was reborn and still had the "Imperial Farm Land Sutra", how could he care about his small, cough, the disciple status of the person above the grandmaster?

Ahem, well, Dongfang Xu admits that he is a little inflated now.

Since he knew that his daughter-in-law had so many good things on hand, his mentality had changed a lot from his previous life.

I don't look up to the martial arts family that was once high, and the god-like figure in front of me who shocked the major families with his own strength, and no longer looks up to him like that.

The thin middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the boy in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.

You must know that with his identity in Longxia, if he sends out a message and wants to recruit a disciple, I don't know how many families will go to great lengths to send people to him.

This kid is good, he took the initiative to take him as an apprentice, and he didn't hesitate to say that he was not interested.

Dongfang Xu has gradually become immune to his eyes, just standing like that, no matter how the other party looks.

"Can you give me a reason?"

Dongfang Xu: "I'm not interested." ”

The thin middle-aged man still smiled, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

The tone was also a little indifferent: "Boy, do you think that you think you are very powerful when you dodge my slap just now?" ”

Dongfang Xu shook his head and replied seriously: "No." ”

Middle-aged: "You obviously know me, don't you?" ”

Dongfang Xu continued to shake his head, and replied seriously: "Where can I meet you?" ”

When the words fell, he asked seriously as if he had just remembered: "By the way, old man, who are you?" ”

"The old man is always in the summer."

The thin middle-aged, that is, Chang Xingxia, was not angry at all because of Dongfang Xu's disrespect, but said his name very seriously.

Yes, his name says it all.

He just hoped that Long Xia would flourish in the world.

"Oh."

Dongfang Xu looked suddenly realized and nodded.

Seeing this, Chang Xingxia asked with a smile: "Have you heard of the old man?" ”

"Nope."

Dongfang Xu shook his head seriously.

His expression was serious and serious, so that people couldn't tell that he was lying seriously.

Even if he had heard of him and knew his identity, he would not have been able to tell him.

"Why have you been guarding against me?"

The thin middle-aged man abruptly changed the subject, staring at Dongfang Xu with burning eyes.

Dongfang Xu's good-looking sword eyebrows were flexibly raised: "Hey, can you sneak aside and peek while I'm fighting with others, shouldn't I be guarding against you?" ”

Middle-aged: "......" boy, do you want to save no face at all?

retorted stiffly: "The old man just passed by unintentionally, who rarely peeked at your kind of petty fights." ”

Dongfang Xu glanced at him disdainfully: "That's right, I heard that the older people get, the more duplicitous they become, and I really saw it today." ”

Middle-aged: "......" stinky boy, wait for the old man to find out your identity, and see how the old man cleans you up!

On the surface, he still smiled: "There is such a thing? The old man has never met it. ”

"Do I need to give you a mirror?"

Dongfang Xu looked at this thick-skinned guy lightly, the worship hidden in his heart in his previous life has become weaker and weaker with the confrontation just now.

"The old man is not a girl, what do you want a mirror for?"

Obviously, the thin middle-aged man didn't hear the other meanings in the Oriental dialect.

Dongfang Xu: "Haven't you ever encountered it?" ”