Hold the grass, the second fool exclaimed first!

Hold the grass, hold the grass, the second fool and Mo Huai shouted sadly!

Holding the grass, holding the grass, holding the grass, the two fools and Mo Huaibei and the old man with the broken sword exclaimed together!

Mo Huaibei exclaimed in his heart, "You little bastard, why don't you kill that thunder!" His face was red and purple again, and when the old man with the sword heard this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he was about to go up and kill it, ignorant child,

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter next to him.

"Brother, you are so awesome, little brother, I obey, Xu Wangba, look at this name, it is really mighty, it is really domineering! I have been fighting with that old man for so many years, and I have never won! Hahahaha! With this name, the old man has to spit out ten catties and eight catties of old blood!"

"Brother, you're awesome, you're amazing!"

"Boy, isn't grandpa very powerful, especially cranky?" The boy shouted;

"Brother, you're not a special awesome, you're a giant awesome!" Xu Shiyi laughed wildly;

"Brother is rushing at your talent, not to mention anything else, today I want to make a blood alliance with you and become brothers!

The crowd looked at the two people's questions and answers, and they were speechless for a while.

When the old man with the sword heard this, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Eleven, don't talk nonsense!"

"Boy, I'm not going to bow down to you, you know?" The young man standing on his shoulder said casually

Hearing this, everyone was stunned again, among the sword dao boys in the world, no one is out of this eleven right, and it will inevitably be that saint in the future.

In the eyes of this young man, but that little weak chicken,

The young man in front of him is really speechless!

"Eleven, don't stop me, old man, I'm going to kill this yellow-mouthed boy with a sword!"

"Uncle Chen, don't be so angry! This kid, in the future, my brother, don't you kill my brother if you kill him, Uncle Chen, can you bear it?"

That Xu Shiyi was standing in front of the old man, and he persuaded the old man who was angry with his green muscles, but the old man was helpless and said straightly: That's it!

Mo Huaibei shouted in his heart, this kid is really talented, he can make this powerful man with such a prestige so angry!

Faced with this scene, Mo Huaibei also smiled bitterly, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: Senior, it's not too early at this time, aren't we?

The old man glanced at Mo Huaibei and said slowly: In that case, let's go on the road,

Then he looked at the young man who was blocking him with a sharp gaze and said, "Eleven, you don't have much to do with that little bastard, you know!

"Uncle Chen, have you forgotten, I don't call that Lao Shizi's Xu Shiyi anymore, now my name is Xu Wangba!" Xu Shiyi said with a serious face: "The old man is angry, and he has a mouthful of blood, and he is about to step forward and behead the culprit!"

The frightened young man on his shoulder almost fell down to the height, and finally stabilized, so he began to scold: "You old Wang Ba, you are great at lifting a broken sword, and you want to cut me, I still want to kill you," and took the opportunity to carry it with him, often on top of the teeth, cut countless small tooth-picking sticks, and pulled it out and pointed at the old man!

The few people on the ground who were frightened by the young man's move, including the silly second fool, were shaken!

Several people hurriedly stepped forward to stabilize the angry old man.

Mo Huaibei hurriedly jumped on the shoulder and clicked on the dumb hole, for fear that this young man would say such earth-shattering words!

After doing this, he jumped down, and a group of people surrounded the old man, and all kinds of respectful and kind words fell out, okay, it's a trembling lotus!

Asking for an old man, it's really scared to death for the old man! Don't run away, you little bastard! Hearing this, the young man who was on his shoulder, his eyes burst out, his hands were dancing, waving all kinds of movements, but he couldn't speak!

Seeing this scene, I felt a burst of joy in my heart, I finally sealed the mouth of this little king, or I would be finished!

But the next scene, it really made him want to die, he looked at the young man with straight eyes, and his mouth came out, and there was an earth-shattering shout: "Well, you can suffocate Lao Tzu, you old king, ah! I don't run, you give me care!"

"Ask what is his name next to you?"

The old man looked at the young man next to him with big eyes, and opened his mouth to ask Suddenly, that mouthful of old blood poured into his mouth, and there was no trace of the image of the peerless powerhouse!

He looked at the young man who was scolding the old Wang Ba, it was really the state of mind that had been cultivated for many years, and it dissipated in an instant! But he obviously saw Mo Huaibei point at the dumb hole, and this kid was actually released in a moment! And he was not afraid of his own coercion!

"Is it really weird? Could it be that this kid is a peerless genius from a hidden family?"

He held back his fury and asked, "Boy, let me ask you, what's your name?"

"You old Wang Ba, how can you know grandpa's peerless prestige!" The young man shouted violently, Mo Huaibei saw this scene, and kicked the young man away!

The young man understood, made a gesture, smiled in front of the old man and said: "Uncle Chen, look, it's not too early this day, this time it's not too early, this time it's not okay, it's to take me out to understand!

Just when Xu Shiyi was persuading,

The boy who was lifted to the ground by a short and thin man's flying leg sounded again, and the scream like a pig was heard again!" Old ghost, old ghost, look, look! There's another old king in front of you!"

At the moment, everyone looked up at the pig-like voice, only to see that a group of people and horses appeared in front of them, and they were rushing towards them neatly, and the leader was wearing a black coat and a horse in front!

The young man waved the tooth-picking wooden strip and looked at the old man with the sword meaningfully and said, "Why are there so many kings and eight today, one stubble after another!"

Xu Shiyi hurriedly said: "Oh, my brother is a little brother, please get it, okay, let's say a few words!"

When the young man wanted to speak, he stopped, and he looked back at the group of people! When the group approached, the leader in front of him turned over and jumped off his horse, and his movements were not chic!

Coming to the face of Mo Huaibei,

Facing the person in front of him, Mo Huaibei's face was a little more moved, looking at the white-haired man and the man who hurried behind the horse! His eyes were full of an indescribable light! Just watching them slowly dismount like this! The young man looked at the old ghost, he had never seen that short and thin man like this at this time! He looked at Uncle Li who was squatting nearby, but the usually silly man had also become unusually at this moment, his face was calm, but there was a little more hazy nostalgic light in his eyes, and he waved to him to let him be quiet!

The group of people in front of them still stood in front of the short and thin man in a straight phalanx, and the white-haired man stood in front of him, as if waiting for someone to review it, so he stood straight and straight, and looked at the short and thin man with a brush.

At this moment, everyone made a sound, even the old man with a sword who was about to kill in a rage.

Mo Huaibei looked at the group of people in front of him, and never made a sound, the more intense the color in his eyes!

Above the face, it is full of sadness!

He looked at the white-haired man in front of him, looked at him, raised his hand without any pretentiousness, and said with the vicissitudes of life: Coming!

When the white-haired man heard this, he knelt down on one knee without the slightest hesitation, and roared loudly with tears in his eyes with surprise on his face: Tiangulou Blood Guard Zhao Qingyang, I have seen Hall Master Mo!

The line behind him knelt down on one knee almost at the same time, making a deafening sound

The Heavenly Ancient Building Blood Guard Team has seen Hall Master Mo!

Mo Huaibei looked at everything in front of him, extremely calm! Looking at the white-haired man, his eyes were full of regret and said: You still practiced the method of drawing a sword after all! Qingyang I have said a long time ago, such a method is not worth it to you!

Back to the hall master, Qingyang's move is not worth it, it all depends on Qingyang's willingness, the hall master's warning, Qingyang has always remembered it, but Qingyang did it, there is no regret, the white-haired man who stood in the short and thin man finally couldn't help the tears in his eyes

The iron-clad man replied aloud with tears in his eyes,

"Since you're here, it must be the old immortal who asked you to bring something, right?" Mo Huaibei said slowly with that trace of memory

"Go back to the hall master, Tianzun will take the words, the hall master, since you have decided to come back, my Tiangulou will not live up to you, come back to Changyan Pavilion and meet me!"

The hall master, the owner of the building, since you left, although we don't say it, we are still subordinates

Okay, Qingyang, needless to say, I know!

The white-haired man wanted to speak and stopped, but when he looked at Mo Huaibei, who had resolute eyes, he still closed his mouth!

Mo Huaibei looked back at the old man with the sword and said, "Senior Chen, it seems that we are going to go!"

The old man nodded,

Qingyang leads the way!