Mr. Tan probably hadn't been cleaned up like this, so at that time, there was an unconcealable sense of frustration in his swearing.

Mr. Tan, who was still imposing in front of us, could only eat soil at this moment, in Fang Shiliang's hands.

"Actually, you all still have a killer move, right?" Fang Shiliang pressed Mr. Tan's head, picked his nose with enjoyment, and then looked at Song Wuqi and the others: "Why don't you come out and let me see and understand?" ”

"It's just a waste to use it." Song Wuji shook his head: "The killing moves we cultivate are all orthodox spells of the Daomen, and those things are not as good as evil qi compared to killing." ”

Fang Shiliang just laughed and didn't interject.

"Ghost master, you are not afraid of yin and yang, you are familiar with the art of mountains and rivers, and naturally you are not afraid of the earth, mountains and rivers, it is indeed a little difficult to kill you." Song Wuqi said very simply: "With those killing moves, I'm afraid it will be easier for you to crack it than to crack the evil qi, rather than give up our lives and fight with you, we might as well admit defeat." ”

Chen Mo and the others seemed to think so, they all nodded and didn't speak, but there was still a faint sense of humiliation on their faces.

"Smart people do smart things, yes, you have a bit of brains."

Hearing only a whoosh, Fang Shiliang flicked the nose boogers he picked out to the ground next to him, and then let go of the hand holding Mr. Tan and slowly stood up.

"Let's go." Fang Shiliang waved his hand: "I'm in a good mood today, and what you do is not too fucked, I'll let you go." ”

At this time, Mr. Tan also seemed to have eased up, gasping for air, and grinning his teeth and getting up.

I have to say, this grandson was not an ordinary embarrassment at that time.

The face was covered with loess, and the nosebleeds flowed out along the nostrils, and the face was covered with blood.

At that time, his appearance was no longer on the same level as that of a beautiful man, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was uglier than Zhao Xiaosan!

"Looks like you've improved a lot in the past few years." Mr. Tan raised his hand to wipe his nosebleed, and his voice was a little dull: "The junior has learned." ”

I don't know why, when he heard Mr. Tan's words, Fang Shiliang suddenly became a little angry.

"Bullshit! I don't want to! Fang Shiliang said scoldingly.

Hearing Fang Shiliang's words, we didn't understand what it meant, and Mr. Tan seemed to be a little confused.

"Leave things here, get out of here." Fang Shiliang waved his hand impatiently: "I'm not in the mood to play with you a second time." ”

Mr. Tan snorted, but he was not angry, and shrugged his shoulders very dryly: "This time we are not as good as others, and we admit it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Tan turned his head to look at me, his eyes a little sarcastic.

"Brother Yuan, you are indeed lucky."

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, and then my face couldn't help but get hot.

Mr. Tan's words are very straightforward, that is, I am lucky, and someone can save me if I encounter anything that cannot be solved.

Last time, it was Zheng Xiaoxian'er who saved me on the mountain.

This time it's Fang Shiliang.

Although Mr. Tan had a kind of mockery of me, I didn't have the heart to refute it, because what he said was the truth.

Luck is also a kind of strength, I used to talk about this sentence a lot, but at this time, I was embarrassed to say it.

Weak is weak, there's nothing to say.

Forcibly whitewashing oneself is just a shame.

"Ghost master, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period later." Mr. Tan had a loess face, and he didn't mean to wipe it, and arched his hand at Fang Shiliang to say goodbye.

"It's better that we'll be indefinite." Fang Shiliang sneered: "No matter how much you make trouble with the three sects and nine streams, it's best not to make trouble on my head, you should know that I have a bad temper." ”

Mr. Tan nodded and did not speak.

"Of course, as long as you don't dangle in front of me, you can make trouble, and I will never interfere." Fang Shiliang stretched his waist and smacked his lips: "In this world, it's time to make a fuss." ”

When he heard this, Mr. Tan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fang Shiliang very seriously and nodded.

"Then I'll thank the ghost master for raising your noble hand."

"You don't need to be polite to me, although you juniors are not very good, but those two old guys in your sect" Fang Shiliang said in a loud voice: "They are not afraid of me." ”

Mr. Tan smiled and didn't say anything.

"I've lived for so many years, I'm not afraid of me, it's normal, who called me so many years younger than them." Fang Shiliang said, took out the cigarette from his pocket, and slowly lit one for himself: "If you calculate it carefully, I still have to be regarded as the offspring of the two of them." ”

"Farewell."

Mr. Tan didn't say much more to Fang Shiliang, and after saying hello, he took Song Wuqi and the others towards the two SUVs.

Fang Shiliang smoked a cigarette, looking at their backs, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes were indescribably complicated.

"! I'm in a hurry to go fart! I'm not done yet! ”

Fang Shiliang suddenly shouted at Mr. Tan and the others, this cold voice scared Song Wuqi and the others a lot, it is estimated that they thought that Fang Shiliang regretted and wanted to kill them.

Mr. Tan was quite calm, turned his head to look at Fang Shiliang, and asked, "What's the matter, ghost master?" ”

"I advise you not to fight this jade pine idea." Fang Shiliang seemed to remind Mr. Tan and said: "This thing is a little blind man, although he usually doesn't like to get angry, but you don't really use him as a soft persimmon pinch, if he starts a temper, you can't make trouble." ”

Mr. Tan was silent for a while, and finally nodded, indicating that he was clear, but he didn't make it clear, and it was unknown whether he would trouble us in the future.

Half a minute later, the two blocked SUVs reversed out, and it seemed that they were really gone.

"Senior Fang, thank you this time." I struggled to get up from the ground, walked in front of Fang Shiliang, and thanked him in a proper manner.

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just here to get something." Fang Shiliang pointed to the wine jar under the jade pine: "I have to take away this injustice." ”

I didn't hesitate, and after hearing Fang Shiliang's request, I simply agreed.

"This injustice is not easy to deal with, how are you going to bring it back?" I asked tentatively.

"Open this pine tree for Lao Tzu, and I'll just walk with the wine jar." Fang Shiliang scolded and said, "How can I bring it back, you have to take care of it?" ”

I lowered my head and looked at the jade pine with a look of embarrassment, and said to myself that this thing is stuck to it, and it won't fall off when the time comes, so how can I get it open?

I don't know if Fang Shiliang saw that I couldn't get rid of the jade loose, or if he thought I was ink.

Seeing that I didn't move for a long time, he directly raised his leg and kicked on the jade pine.

It was such an easy action, Yu Song was kicked out at that time, and he was completely separated from the wine jar.

I was so dumbfounded at the time, fuck me, I can do it with one easy kick?!

This thing wasn't glued to it! It is absorbed by the two qi of yin and yang!!

Before I could recover my senses, I heard a hissing screech, and the red head of the jar suddenly flipped up, as if something had topped the lid from the inside.

"Damn, it's a bit of a fuss." Fang Shiliang scolded.

At this time, the green tendons on his body that had just disappeared bulged out again, and his eyes couldn't help but become sharp.

I saw Fang Shiliang stepping on the mouth of the wine jar and looking at the wine jar expressionlessly.

"Can you give me one?"

The black water sin who was suppressed in the wine jar seemed to be frightened, and the next second Fang Shiliang said this, the evil sound that echoed around him stopped.

"That thing shouldn't be broken, you just take it and leave." Fang Shiliang said, raising his finger and pointing at the jade pine that fell in the weeds next to him.

"Oh oh good," I nodded with a dull expression.

"I've taken this injustice with me." Fang Shiliang said, removed the soles of his feet that were stepping on the mouth of the wine jar, squatted down, and covered the red cloth lid again.

Suddenly, Fang Shiliang asked me without raising his head.

"You really cleaned up the wrongs?"

When I heard this question, I was silent for a few seconds, turned my head to look at Zhao Xiaosan, and gritted my teeth and gave the answer.

"It's not."