"I'm always called Hanako! I'm here, hurry up and pick up customers!"

Pushing open the dilapidated door, Murong Wan raised her throat and shouted, it could be seen that she was not familiar with the master here.

It's just that this shout made Xiao Yao and Yi Fei can't help but think of the old bustard in the Qinglou, and at the same time shook their heads with a wry smile, and said in their hearts:

It is worthy of doing the business of Qinglou, which makes people so different!

"What about the people, who ran out again to cheat and eat and drink?"

Murong Wan walked around the blacksmith shop and suddenly pouted, looking helpless. The room was empty, there was no one, not even a living thing like a fly, as if there was no zài.

"Always called Hanako?

After hearing Murong Wan's indignant muttering, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly appeared in front of the mysterious old man who was drinking and eating with him.

"Could it be him?"

Xiao Yao's heart sank, and then, he said politely: "Is there anyone?"

However, the voice lingered in the room for a long time, and there was still no response. The blacksmiths were all there, and even the tea on the table was smoking, but the three of them couldn't find anyone in the room.

In desperation, Murong Wan sighed and walked towards the backyard. But before she could enter the backyard, the soles of her feet seemed to have tripped over something, and she stumbled, and her plump and delicate body fell forward.

"Be careful!"

As this concerned exclamation fell, Murong Wan suddenly felt a strong wind blowing behind her head.

Immediately, a thick and powerful arm crossed her chest and hugged her from behind, so that her delicate body avoided the embarrassment of falling to the ground!

Although he didn't fall to the ground, Murong Wan's delicate body was tightly attached to Xiao Yao's chest, and the alluring fragrance and amazing elasticity of his chest made him not only very comfortable, but his body also reacted very aggressively.

Although there were still several layers of fabric, Murong Wan felt as if the thing had broken free from the restraints, tearing her fig leaf, moving as if it was kissing her smooth and delicate skin.

Her breathing couldn't help but be rapid, and her heart was like a deer. Even, Murong Wan felt as if her body had been hit by electricity.

A strong electric current "swished" from below to her brain, making her mind blur instantly.

"Hmm!"

The tingling sensation that she had never felt before made her small mouth open slightly, and a low moan like a cat's cry came out of it uncontrollably.

"Little rabbit cub, you have to make love and go home and make love, don't disturb the nap of the old Hanako!"

Suddenly, an extremely dissatisfied angry shout, like a thunderclap falling from the sky, suddenly exploded, suddenly sobering Xiao Yao and Murong Wan from their intoxication.

Of the two people, one of them had a thicker skin than the bricks of the city wall, and the other didn't think about it at all, plus Fang Xin secretly agreed, so after the two of them stood firm, they smiled at each other with indifferent expressions, as if nothing had happened just now.

But in the next moment, Xiao Yao and Murong Wan's eyes lowered at the same time, staring straight at the "thing" in front of them that almost tripped Murong Wan.

It was a man, all in disarray, with a red rosacea, a big beard, and dry eye droppings hanging from the corners of his eyes, and the overall image looked exaggerated.

"It's really him!"

Looking at this old man who was comparable to an "alien", Xiao Yao's eyes lit up again, the corners of his mouth raised, and a pleasant smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said to himself in his heart:

I said we'd definitely see each other again, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!

"How much did you drink?"

The smell of wine almost made Murong Wan faint, but she still squatted down, shook the old man's body, and said angrily:

"It's always called Hanako, don't pretend to be asleep, get up quickly, I found the person you want!"

"Tell him to wait!"

The old man said lazily, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone, "You let me finish my good dream, old man, I just took off the clothes of the widow Wang, and I was disturbed by you......"

"The widow of the king is full of pockmarks, and her skin is wrinkled, what is there to see?"

Murong Wan grabbed his ears and shouted loudly: "If you don't get up again, I will get the immortal drunk ......"

"Immortal drunk?"

The old man sat up and shouted impatiently, "Where's it?"

"Huh!"

Murong Wan's mind moved, and a small black wine jar appeared out of thin air.

"Sure enough, it's an immortal drunk!"

The old man's eyes suddenly burst out with greedy essence, but when his hand reached out and wanted to catch the wine jar, Xiao Yao's big hand reached out like lightning, and he actually took the first step and grabbed the small wine jar.

Immediately, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person soared into the air, flew over the old man's head, and landed steadily in the courtyard.

"Stinky boy, give me the wine!" The old man's eyes widened angrily, and he roared, and rushed towards Xiao Yao.

Suddenly, a bitter strong wind emerged in the courtyard, blowing on his face as if he had been cut by a knife, hot, but Xiao Yao still stood there motionless with a smile on his face, letting this strong wind blow his strength outfit.

"Whew!"

When a strong wind with strong power blew, the deep black pupils suddenly shrank, Xiao Yao's left foot took a small step forward, his left hand grabbed the seal of the jar of wine, and his right hand reached out and clenched into a fist, smashing it fiercely towards a fist that suddenly flashed out of the strong wind!

"Bang!"

The moment the two fists collided, Xiao Yao felt his fist slam on the hard boulder wrapped in cotton wool, and his fist was slightly painful.

Ever since he had cultivated the "Joyful Divine Skill", it was the first time he had felt like this in a purely physical confrontation.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, two startling sounds that were a little unbelievable spit out from the mouths of Xiao Yao and the old man. Immediately, the fists pressed against the two of them, and at the same time, they felt that the strength of the other party had increased a lot in an instant.

"Stinky boy, you're very good!"

The old man grinned, but in the midst of the laughter, his waist was twisted, and the whole person was like a tanuki, dexterously circling around Xiao Yao's side, and his left leg was like a steel whip, kicking it hard!

The old man's kick was very fast and sudden, he had a lot of confidence, he was able to hit with one blow, and then hit Xiao Yao hard!

But Xiao Yao smiled slightly, stepped freely, and forcibly twisted his waist without warning, avoiding the old man's powerful kick.

At the moment when his waist twisted, he threw the wine jar into the air, and his free left hand slapped it at the old man's chest without hesitation.

The whole action was done in one go, without the slightest drag!

Seeing that Xiao Yao not only dodged his attack, but also threw down the wine jar in a hurry when his right fist and feet were not conducive to attacking, and launched a counterattack with his left hand, the old man couldn't help but blurt out:

"Stinky boy, it's really you! No wonder it can shock that crazy girl Wan'er!"

While speaking, while the old man quickly withdrew his left leg that was kicked in the air, his left palm was across his chest, and his right palm was like a dragon going out to sea, and he slapped Xiao Yao's left palm fiercely.

However, at the moment when the two palms collided, Xiao Yao suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and his left arm also swelled strangely, bringing strong strength and a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

"Not good!"

The pupils shrank, the old man's face changed slightly, his feet kicked the ground, and his whole body rose into the air, and he flipped over Xiao Yao's head like a swimming dragon.

"Bang!"

The moment he turned over, the old man's left hand was across his waist, and his right fist was like a dragon going out to sea, with strong strength and a cold wind, and smashed on Xiao Yao's back, who was caught off guard.

"Yikes!"

Seeing this scene, Murong Wan's heart suddenly clenched, her hands clenched into fists, and her palms were full of nervous sweat.

Although she knew that the old man Hanako would not be heavy on Xiao Yao, she still couldn't help but worry about Xiao Yao.

However, the old man's fist passed through Xiao Yao's body in an extremely strange way, but there was no dull sound of flesh impact, and no blood flowed out.

In the next moment, the figure of "Xiao Yao" slowly dissipated and atomized away.

"It's an afterimage!"

The feeling of the fist hitting the air made the old man, who was still in mid-air, stunned for a moment, and then a look of disappointment and anger quickly appeared on his face full of vicissitudes.

"Stinky boy, let me die with a punch, don't you know how to respect the old man?"

After landing on the ground, the angry old man shouted with great dissatisfaction, like a child who had just lost a fight, very cute.

"Yes!"

A faint voice fell, and Xiao Yao suddenly appeared in front of the old man as if he had come out of a crack in the ground: "Senior, I let you punch, so what good will I have?"

As he spoke, he handed over the jar of wine with a hippie smile: "Your wine!"

For this kind of strange person in the game world, as long as you have the right temper, the benefits are great.

"Immortal drunk!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he snatched the wine jar and couldn't wait to remove the sealing mud from it. The courtyard suddenly wafted with the intoxicating smell of wine.

Gently sniffing the indescribable aroma of wine, even Xiao Yao, who doesn't drink often, couldn't help but blurt out praise: "It's so fragrant!

But the old man took a small sip, put away the wine jar, and shouted at Xiao Yao:

"Stinky boy, take off your shirt and let me punch Hanako!"

"Good!"

Xiao Yao agreed without hesitation, took off the heavy bow on his back, and quickly took off his coat and the soft armor inside, and then gently stacked them on the ground.

"Drink!"

Seeing Xiao Yao standing there bare-chested, the old man immediately let out a low shout, and his right foot, which had already moved back half a step, kicked violently on the ground, and the whole person flew over like a sharp arrow.

When he got closer, his right hand was clenched into a fist, carrying the power of Wan Jun, like a cannonball that shot out, smashing towards Xiao Yao's chest fiercely, rolling up a trace of afterimage......