Hearing Xiao Rulai's complaint, Daoist Ge was also very embarrassed and silent for a while, and then without thinking about it, he kicked Xiao Rulai's back again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn! Let you talk back! ”

When I saw this scene, I couldn't help but feel a lot more sympathy when I looked at Xiao Rulai's eyes.

It's like.

Damn it.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Seeing me staring at him vigorously, the old man Zuo was also a little puzzled, scratched the white hair on his head, and asked me with a puzzled face: "Is there something on my face?" ”

"It's like that........" I muttered.

Old man Zuo thought about it for a while, and soon knew what I was muttering.

Then, he didn't hesitate to give me a slap on the back of the head.

"Fart! What kind of person is Lao Tzu?! ”

Seriously, Old Man Zuo is that kind of person.

Especially when learning magic from him, that old guy can be as powerful as he wants, the standard dictator style.

Not to mention talking back to him, but when I was watching TV, the plot of the TV series made him unhappy, and this grandson had to find all kinds of reasons to clean me up.

When he beat me up, he immediately changed his style and began to persuade me with good words, saying, beating is kissing and scolding is love, and the more he beats you and scolds you, the more Master loves you.

I'm not stupid, as soon as I heard the old man Zuo say this, I asked him, like I love you so much, can I beat you up to express my respect for you?

Hearing this, Old Man Zuo didn't think about it at the time, and slapped my Tianling cover, almost knocking me out.

After the old guy filmed me, he gave me an explanation that he thought was reasonable.

"This is the master's privilege to express his love for his apprentice, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

Thinking of these things now, although I still want to beat the old man Zuo hard, it is more of a kind of nostalgia and warmth.

It's a good thing to have someone to keep you company.

But if someone is in charge of themselves like an elder, that's even better.

The former will not make you feel lonely, and the latter will make you feel warm.

"Why are you looking at people so disgusting now?" The old man Zuo looked me up and down a few times, and his expression was very puzzled: "Did you take the wrong medicine?" ”

"I'm too lazy to tell you!" I gave him an angry look.

At this moment, I suddenly heard Daoist Ge's voice, and there was obviously a sense of anger in his tone.

When I looked back, I realized one thing.

Daoist Ge seems to be really angry.

"Little apprentice, who hit the wound on your face?" Daoist Ge stood next to Mr. Tan and gently poked the bruised part of Mr. Tan's face with his fingers, his expression was a little ugly, as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger.

Since my attention was not on Mr. Tan before, when they first came over, I really didn't notice that there were so many bruises on Mr. Tan's face.

Of course, it's not so much a trace, but a scar left by someone who has cleaned it up.

"Ah, this, ah........" Mr. Tan was stunned, and then laughed: "I accidentally bumped into it, it's not in the way." ”

"Out of the way?" Daoist Ge smacked his lips and poked it with his hand violently, and the force was very heavy at first glance.

At this moment, Mr. Tan couldn't help but snort, and his face turned white in an instant.

"It seems that it's not just a trauma, it's like someone has hit it with yin qi." As he spoke, he raised his leg without warning and kicked it against the floor.

I don't know what kind of spell Daoist Ge used, did he borrow the power of injustice? Or is it like me, borrowing the power of nature such as mountains and rivers?

I only heard a muffled sound, and the corner of the floor tile made him kick into pieces in an instant.

The two largest of these stones are directed towards the bitter monk.

Not to mention anything else, judging from the momentum brought out by these flying stones, Daoist Ge at this time is definitely not weaker than when I started with the golden eagle, and even surpasses it.

But it is obviously unrealistic for this method to be used to deal with the bitter monks.

The bitter monk didn't hide this time, he just stood in place and resisted the two stones.

With two muffled sounds, when the stone touched the head of the bitter monk, it exploded into countless small gravels in an instant, and then all of them were scattered on the ground.

I guess that the golden bell jar of Shaolin Temple can't compare to the bitter Zen kung fu practiced by the bitter monk.

Can a bell jar stop a bullet?

No, even the monks who practice the golden bell jar know this.

Cold weapons may be able to block them, but firearms absolutely can't stop them.

In this regard, the bitter monk has surpassed them too much, anyway, I don't believe that the bullet can kill the ruthless horn of the bitter monk.

"Lao Ge, why are you angry?"

The bitter monk still had that kind smile, and he didn't seem to feel nervous because of Daoist Ge's anger, and said to Daoist Ge very easily: "Your apprentice didn't do something right, so I just educated him casually, and it's not a big deal, why are you angry with me?" ”

"I can't fucking figure it out, when did my apprentice get your lesson?" Daoist Ge asked very unceremoniously, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, but that smile already showed that Daoist Ge was on the verge of rage.

"You're not in the mountains, so there are things that I can only do." The bitter monk sighed: "Besides, if it weren't for the fact that you still have your apprentice, would we have come to this point?" ”

Daoist Ge smiled and took two steps forward, as if he wanted to say something, but Mr. Tan grabbed him.

"It's okay Master." Mr. Tan said with a smile: "It's just a beating, and it's not a big deal, you don't need to get on fire." ”

"Fuck! You're so unproductive! Daoist Ge couldn't help but scold: "Let people beat people like this and don't say anything to fight back?!" You're still my apprentice?! ”

"If I don't fight back, it means I'm smart, if I fight back, I will definitely be beaten worse than now." Mr. Tan smiled: "I can't beat him anyway, so why bother." ”

Daoist Ge sneered and rolled up his sleeves: "You wait, Master will find you a place to come back!" ”

Looking at this situation, I really feel that Daoist Ge is going to fight with the bitter monk, although the bitter monk's expression is a little helpless, anyone can see that he doesn't want to fight with Daoist Ge, but Daoist Ge doesn't care so much.

His expression is the expression of wanting to be angry, this grandson must be holding back the fire in his heart!

"Lao Ge...... Your apprentice knows that you can't be messed around now......" The bitter monk sighed: "You don't really want to fight me, do you?" ”

"It's okay! Beat! The old man Zuo shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Daoist Ge! You can't kill him, just let me come! Lao Tzu helps you out of this evil breath! ”

"It's your business, get out of here." Daoist Ge scolded impatiently.

"What kind of temper are you?! I'm here to help you!! You're still scolding me?!! The old man Zuo glared, and said aggrieved and angry: "Are you still a thing?!" ”

"Forget it, Master, it's just a little contradiction, it's nothing." Mr. Tan tightly dragged Daoist Ge's arm, refusing to let go, and persuaded him very rationally: "At the moment of the great enemy, we can't have civil strife." ”

"There's a fart in civil strife, just the four of us, where can we go in chaos again?" Daoist Ge scolded, snorted, and spat on the ground.

Then, Daoist Ge pointed to the bitter monk's nose and said, "I'll write this down first, and I'll settle it with you in private!" ”

"After Yuan Changshan ran away, didn't you say that you also wanted to clean up your apprentice? I'm here to help you, why are you still losing your temper? "The bitter monk was a little puzzled.

"My apprentice, if I beat him, it's okay, but if someone else beats him, it's not okay." Daoist Ge replied with an impatient face.

"Cheng, then I understand." The bitter monk nodded.

Without waiting for Daoist Ge to say anything, Monk Ku tilted his head sideways, glanced at me, and then said to Daoist Ge: "Old Ge, when I met this descendant, I heard the name of an acquaintance from his mouth, and you will definitely not be able to forget this name until now. ”

"Acquaintance's name?" Daoist Ge was stunned for a moment, and some didn't react: "What's the name?" ”

At this time, everyone also followed the bitter monk and set their eyes on my side, as if they were all curious about what I said to the bitter monk.

"Do you remember that Taoist priest?" The bitter monk asked.

"Who?" Daoist Ge frowned.

The bitter monk said: "Zhao is really true. ”

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