When the drunkard's father heard this, his face turned blue and he looked a little resentful.

He hated drunkards very much, because he always felt that drunkards did not bear any resemblance to him, so he often beat them up and thought that the woman had brought him a green hat.

It's just stupid! Thinking that someone else would give him a hat.

"Immortal, his brain is not normal, I'm afraid of offending the immortal, so the immortal should be changed. The drunkard's father replied.

"What if I say he's good!" Mu Shu's eyes were cold, and he spit out word by word, and the atmosphere instantly cooled.

The drunkard's father naturally felt it, and he didn't know what to say, but he immediately reacted again, and Pei said with a smile: "It's his blessing that the immortal can take a fancy to him." It is also our blessing. Xie Xianren. "Kowtow again, kowtow again, and bow again.

"Then you know, right?" asked Mu Shu.

The drunkard's father didn't know what he meant at first, and he wanted to ask, but when he saw that Mu Shu's face was so cold, he swallowed his words again. "Good. He met his gaze and said.

"Let's go, then. Mu Shu said coldly. turned around and left, not caring whether the alcoholic's father and the two agreed.

The drunkard's father was also smart, he didn't say that he didn't know, and he followed Mu Shu to the place, how could he not know what to do!

Answered. And he followed.

Drunkard's house.

Still.

The drunkard still struck the iron, braving the sparks of the stars, and the sound of cast iron sounded. The flame burns, the steel softens, and the true character of a man is cultivated in this.

"Drunkard"

A call came from a distance to the drunkard's ears.

The drunkard seemed to hear a faint sound, his ears moved, and the work in his hands still did not stop.

iron

If you want to refine, you must refine well, and if you refine your own character, how can you give up halfway. If the mind is unstable, how can we practice properly, and life is also practice, and life is like a sea of suffering. The cause and effect of the cultivation of life is only to seek the perfection of the avenue.

At this time, the drunkard was just striking iron, striking iron wholeheartedly. Iron is like himself. Keep refining and refining your own perfection.

Life is like this fire, which makes people feel unbearable pain and makes people miserable and miserable all their lives. But he has practiced all his life, the tendons of a lifetime, and the character of a lifetime.

Iron, the iron of the flames, like the nirvana of the phoenix, every five hundred years, it will bear all the unhappiness and hatred and grievances accumulated in the world, and throw itself into the raging fire*, exchanging the end of life and beauty for the peace and happiness of the world.

In the same way, it is only after the physical body has undergone great suffering and reincarnation that they can be reborn in a better body.

The same is true of iron, how can you make your body stronger without experiencing the scorching heat. After the fire is forged, the iron is more meaningful and happier.

The drunkard strikes the iron seriously and is not affected by the slightest influence from the outside world. In other words, things in the outside world can't affect him. He only has iron in his eyes, and it is his way to make iron and sacrifice iron.

The Tao is everywhere and everywhere. For example, the rules of heaven and earth make people traceable.

The fire in the eyes burns majestically, and in the eyes of the drunkard, it is not ordinary fire, but blazing fire, blazing love for this work, blazing for striking iron. The flame never burns, representing the drunkard's unremitting work on iron. The waves are scorching.

From a distance, the third son came, and the father of the drunkard behind saw that the drunkard was so disrespectful to the immortals. was about to give him a slap in the face.

But it was blocked by Mu Hong. "Alright, let him finish. ”

Seeing the drunkard's father so self-serving, he couldn't help but drink.

The drunkard's father heard a loud shout, and only then did he react and retreat behind Mu Shu.

The drunkard still did not stop, did not stop because of the arrival of the three of them, and still practiced the iron in the furnace, and the drunkard's demeanor at this time was concentrated, just like the creator god giving life to the iron.

Dripping sweat profusely, constantly penetrating from the body skin to the outside of the body.

Beads of sweat are sprinkled, and the fire is blazing.

The three people next to him were also watching the same scene.

I don't know how long it took, but the flame in the drunkard's eyes gradually subsided a little, and the furnace was extinguished, and the hot weapon was still in the water, and gradually the ice was gone.

"Father, mother, immortal. The drunkard looked at the three and said their names in turn.

"You little rabbit cub, you don't stop knowing that Lao Tzu is coming. The drunkard's father broke his mouth and scolded indiscriminately. I really don't want to be biological. "Bastard, I've made Lao Tzu wait so long...."

"Do you think Lao Tzu wants to come, just your place, I really think I regret it...."

"If it weren't for the immortals, even if Lao Tzu died, he wouldn't have come to your kennel...."

"If it weren't for the immortals..."

Mu Shu looked at the drunkard's father, his brows were naturally wrinkled, cultivators, scolding people generally have very few words, they have always fought a battle in a fair and upright manner, the winner is the king, the loser is Kou, and he has always been the dry bones of others to ascend to the realm of immortals.

What a love affair today, how many people can there be in the eternal world. Mu Shu naturally also wants to ascend to the extreme realm of immortals, not only Mu Shu, but also immortal cultivators are tolerant of the realm of immortals.

The woman's left arm stretched out to the right and shook her left hand and right hand together in her crotch twice, and at the same time she bowed her head slightly, squatted lightly, and with the wide sleeves of her coat, she was fluttering, very gentle, and very dignified, and said to Mu Shu: "The immortal has seen the joke." ”

At this time, Mu Shu saw her, although her face was not too charming, but she was delicate. The feeling of a small jasper. The feeling of being delicate is pitiful. Seeing her move like this would be a different feeling if she was put on the bed, Mu Shu thought evilly in his heart.

Mu Shu approached the woman, and did not care about the drunkard's father and son, and his hand directly touched one of the woman's two peaks, and kneaded it.

"Immortal, you ......" The woman was also alarmed, isn't the immortal fairy wind deboning?

The drunkard's father, naturally, heard the woman's exclamation, and when he saw this, he immediately understood. Said: "Immortal, fancy *, it is this * honor." ”

Seeing that his mother was so embarrassed, the drunkard said to Mu Shu: "Immortal, let my mother go." ”

Mu Shu heard the words of the drunkard's father, and the fire of desire in his eyes grew even stronger, and he said to the drunkard's father, "Stop him." ”

The evil fire in her abdomen has been dyed and she is about to vent, and her other hand is about to tear her clothes directly, it seems that she wants to be here directly!

The drunkard's father replied, "Okay!"

The woman was so frightened that she turned around and tried to run. It's a pity that he ran away! He was directly pressed under Mu Hong. The woman could feel the heat. was even more panicked, and the "don't ......" clothes looked unbearable in Mu Shu's hands............

"Stop, let go of my mother. The drunkard was even more anxious, and was about to rush over, but was stopped by the drunkard's father. The drunkard was also in a mess, picked up a sword and slashed at the drunkard's father, and rushed straight over.

But he didn't expect that he would stab the drunkard's father in the skull, and the drunkard's father died, with unwillingness in his eyes, and finally fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhang San was seeing this scene from a distance.

Mu Shu instantly froze, felt the killing intention, and thought that it was this woman who gave her a punch, this punch contained aura, how could a woman bear it. Eventually, he died.

Mu Shu felt that the killing machine was still there, and he got up and saw the drunkard, and saw his hand!

Frightened, Edgeworth, ran away.

Because, his aura is contained, and the monstrous power is even more powerful than him!!