At a cold glance, I didn't feel anything, but after a closer look, I found that this boy's face was full of charm.

But between the lines, it was sonorous and powerful, especially when he just glanced at me with his eyelids.

Contempt and menace oozed from those long, narrow eyes at the same time.

This boy and woman must be noble!

It's just that at this glance, I probably know in my heart that this person shouldn't be a good stubble.

This occasion is not suitable for adding to the incident, and besides, I don't want to make more enemies, so I just laughed it off and continued to talk to Liang Hai.

The boy didn't say anything more, but stretched out his chopsticks and pulled them up in the cold dish.

"Smack!"

A pair of chopsticks flew in from a distance, smashed right on my head, and then landed on the plate and bowl.

The crisp sound made our table suddenly silent, and gradually, the eyes of the people next to me also turned to me.

The boy still kept his throwing posture and smiled slightly, "Didn't your mother teach you to concentrate when talking to people?"

"Or do you have no mother?"

I rubbed the juice on my forehead and laughed, but I didn't have a seizure.

When I came, I was prepared for this.

As an airborne president, there will definitely be people who are not convinced, I think of cold words, and I also think of sneering.

But I didn't expect that I would come up and scold my mother.

It's a bit blatant indeed.

I tilted my head to look at Ji Canghai, this time he didn't say a word, just quietly took out half of the hemp rope out of his pocket.

As long as the hemp rope appears, someone will definitely be unlucky.

I leaned into his ear and whispered, "Leave it to me."

I looked at Liang Hai with a smile: "Mr. Liang, I don't know who this is?"

"Zhang Yunheng."

Without waiting for Liang Hai to speak, he reported himself first.

I nodded emphatically, and was about to speak, when I saw the smile on his face.

"My surname is Zhang, and Zhang Yuhuang is also surnamed Zhang."

Zhang Yunheng slowly stood up and said word by word, "Family ancestor, Zhang Daoling."

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his coat, revealing a satin robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon inside.

At this time, the field was also silent.

I still wondered, how dare he be so unscrupulous, so hard with his waist together!

Three hundred and sixty lines, all of which have three hundred and sixty-nine lines.

He said that his ancestor Zhang Daoling, which represents his master, is the descendant of Zhang Daoling's old immortals, and the law he studied is also the most orthodox.

All the Xuanmen pay attention to the red seedlings.

If it is about pure blood, the descendants of the ancestors of the Zhang family definitely occupy the top three positions.

At this time, Zhang Yunheng was aggressive again: "As the president, you don't know where to study and who you are learning from?"

My master?

At first, his old man set up a stall to tell fortunes, and later made some money and built a small Taoist temple little by little.

On this occasion, I have no advantage at all.

I squinted my eyes and asked, "Is it important to inherit a teacher, or is it important to have a skill?"

The corners of Zhang Yunheng's mouth crooked, and he sneered a few times: "I'm afraid you're not a wild fox Zen? Embarrassed to say it?"

Tut.

first talked about my mother, and then scolded me for not having a master, which is a bit excessive.

I tilted my head and raised my eyebrows: "Do you think your master is powerful, or Zhang Yuhuang is powerful?"

Zhang Yunheng bowed his hand quite respectfully: "Naturally, it is the Jade Emperor."

I let out a long oh and nodded again: "Then you've seen Journey to the West, right?"

"On the day Zhang Yuhuang attained enlightenment, the chicken dog also ascended to heaven."

"But after so many years, the chicken and dog that has ascended to heaven eat rice and lick noodles."

I smiled slightly: "The chicken dog that followed Zhang Yuhuang is nothing more than that."

"Since your master doesn't dare to compete with Zhang Yuhuang, then you and your senior brother are probably not as good as that chicken dog, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly laughed.

The unabashed laughter made Zhang Yunheng's face red with excitement: "Insult my teacher, you are looking for death!"

"Oops, hey."

Liang Hai hurriedly came up to play the round, and the first person he stopped was me.

It's obviously him who provokes and finds fault, and this partiality is too obvious, right?

Zhang Yunheng gritted his teeth and pointed at me with one hand: "Didn't you say that you are more capable than capable?"

"The little ghost is lying at your feet, and you don't notice it at all?"

I was stunned and instinctively retracted my feet.