Flying in a straight line, Xie Junhe smashed the wine gourd towards the old man.

"Yo, such a good wine, don't apprentices drink it?" The old man took the wine gourd in his hand steadily, and shook his head in a half-improper tone, "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!"

Xie Junhe asked sharply: "Where have you been, old monster, what is the intention of the person who deliberately gave us to Tang Yao?"

"Hey, this is the tone of the master? Without the guidance of the master, you can find the beauty behind you? Without the reeds for a few days, you understand the trick of cold ice? This is heartless, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!" The old man smiled unashamedly, and did not seem to be angry, he pulled out the lid of the gourd and drank the wine beautifully. Behind him, the bushes were swaying their branches and leaves.

There was a more joyful laughter from the bushes, like silver bells: "We haven't asked you where you have gone, this ruffian! Behind her, the scholar was holding the injured Wang Hong, staggering over the thorns.

"That's right," the scholar also said, "You guy, you just care about letting Uncle Wang lure Tang Yao away, so much so that he almost lost his life! ”

Wang Hong's body was scratched by sharp weapons, and there was a wound on his left shoulder, which was not shallow.

"Uncle Wang?" Xie Junhe stepped forward with concern.

"Don't get in the way, fortunately, the old Chu seniors took action, and they picked up a life from the iron house laid out by Tang Yao. Wang Hong gasped slowly, enduring the pain of the injury.

"Old Seniors Chu?" Xie Junhe was particularly concerned about this title. You must know that a few days ago, Wang Hong heard about Chu Tiankuo's name, and his impulsive posture hated to clean the door for the Chu family in person.

"Hey, what Chu seniors!" the old man suddenly jumped up and shook his head like a rattle, "Where have you seen any Chu seniors?"

Xie Junhe was deeply stunned: I didn't expect that there was a faceless guy in this world who was even more faceless than him, and he didn't even recognize his name. Maybe it's something hidden, but it's a bit of a taste that can't be said.

"Gaffes, gaffes. Wang Hong smiled politely apologetically, just following his temper.

Hmph, it's not that I'm being helped by others, so I'm short-mouthed. However, with others playing haha, it is not the style of this old man Wang. Thinking of Old Man Wang chattering with Chu Tao for his business, and looking at the situation at this moment, Xie Junhe glanced at the old man slightly, expressing strong dissatisfaction. Unexpectedly, Yan Hong also changed her spiciness, and said according to the old man's temper: "Thank you to the old gentleman for making a move, so that I can escape the pursuit of Tianyuemen and meet Xie Junhe here." ”

"Heh, I haven't done anything!" the old man shook the wine gourd in his hand, "I have always been in charge of wine and meat in my life, and I don't ask or listen to the rest! I can't help but tease! At this moment, I'm still a little sleepy!" As he spoke, he really put on a posture of not caring about everything, stretched on the ground, and lifted Erlang's legs.

Xie Junhe kicked him when he got closer, but he flashed extremely fast, making Xie Junhe pounce. More and more they refused to get up. "Apprentice, Master is not your Chu master, if you want to beat it, you can beat it!"