Xuanyuan Fangyu returned home as usual, habitually opened the door, sat on the shabby sofa, and sighed.

"Oh, what kind of stinky boy who doesn't have long eyes, sitting on Lao Tzu's body,!" came a cry of pain from under the sofa. In fact, according to the old man's strength, it was impossible for others to get so close to him without being discovered by him, but because he used too much mental power to investigate Xuanyuan Fangyu before, and at the end of the day, there was a mysterious force that attacked him, directly knocking him out, knowing that Xuanyuan Fangyu only woke up when he was sitting on his body.

Xuanyuan Fangyu stiffened vigilantly, and felt that this voice was a little familiar, and finally remembered that it was the old man who had returned.

"Old man, why don't you go back to your room to sleep, lie down here, and jump off!"

"You stinky boy is embarrassed to say, Lao Tzu has been here for a long time, and he has been worried for so long, you kid is good, you have gone out and walked around with your little girlfriend for so long, have you ever thought about me! The old man shouted.

"Didn't I see you, didn't you scare me when you came back yesterday, this time we are even!"

"Hmph". The old man sat there motionless, indicating that he was angry.

"Okay, it seems that you won't give up if I don't make a trick, right? ”

"Old man, have you eaten?"