Sister Flower's Bodyguard

Chapter 183 Wet Your Face!

Depend on!Facts have proved that no matter how much Pan Hongsheng steals 'rape' and plays tricks, it's useless!

Although Pan Hongsheng shouted a jab just now, what he actually punched was Bengya, because there was a little more change in the two than the jab. Theoretically speaking, the old man would definitely keep his hand to prevent Pan Hongsheng from changing. However, Pan Hongsheng threw Bengya Fist at the old man. You must know that Bengya's power is not comparable to that of the jab. The difference in strength between the two is at least doubled!

But the result!There was no change at all. Pan Hongsheng's shoulder joint was hit, his left arm was sore and numb, and he couldn't lift it with any strength.

"Hmph, cheating and playing tricks like that old man!" Seeing Pan Hongsheng's hands drooping, the old man snorted, then retreated gently, sat back on the threshold again, and looked Pan Hongsheng up and down.

"Well, it's okay, I'll go back."

Pan Hongsheng was rarely embarrassed after being exposed by others, but it was obvious that this kid was embarrassed.

And the reason for this is because of the old man's phrase "stealing" like an old man and playing tricks".

In fact, this is indeed the case. The old man often puts on his crowns like this, and Pan Hongsheng has been instilled with this kind of thinking since he was a child, which has now become an uncertain factor. He doesn't know which direction it will develop. As old-fashioned as a thousand-year-old ice.

"Go back? You don't go to the mountain in this situation, because the blood is not flowing, and you will pass out if you don't reach the bottom of the mountain." The old man was slightly satisfied, which made Pan Hongsheng have an illusion that during the confrontation between the old man and the old man, The old man never won.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Pan Hongsheng sat down on the ground, picked up the cold ice porridge with his movable right hand and drank it directly, then smacked his mouth and asked in a low voice.

Now that he knew the relationship between him and the old man, Pan Hongsheng was not afraid of what would happen to the old man.

Pan Hongsheng, who had figured this out, would naturally promote the rascal to the extreme, sitting on the ground and not leaving.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kick you over there?" The old man squinted his eyes at Pan Hongsheng and said, pointing to the winding path with his eyes.

"Don't be afraid. If you wanted to kick me down, I'm afraid you would have kicked it out a long time ago. You definitely won't wait until now." Grinning, Pan Hongsheng was really worried now.

He has lived with the old man for 20 years, and has also suffered for 20 years. God knows how that bad old man would cheat the old man in front of him when he was studying art, and now the other party's old hatred is hard to get rid of, and he finds himself to vent his anger.

After all, even if you are old-fashioned, you will do irrational things if your eyes are red.

"Aren't you afraid?" The old man smiled, and Pan Hongsheng suddenly had an ominous premonition, because he knew this kind of smile himself, and he learned it under the influence of the old man.

"Scared!" Pan Hongsheng immediately nodded his head in a decisive manner.

"I'm afraid I'll throw it down for you too!" The old man laughed loudly, suddenly mentioned Pan Hongsheng, held him sideways in his hands, and then quickly walked towards a small path with a few footprints.

And what about Pan Hongsheng at this moment?Holding the bowl in his hand, although he kept struggling, it was of no avail. In the end, he could only turn his attention to the old man's shoes, and found that there was still no shoe print on the ground!

It's terrible, this old man's kung fu will not be much weaker than the old man's, at least, the two of them will be on equal footing!

This is Pan Hongsheng's definition.

And if the old man knew at this moment, he would definitely laugh, and then pat Pan Hongsheng on the face and praise him.

Because the people who really know the strength of the two old men have already passed the crane, and the only battle between the two did end with the old man winning.

Such an indecent fighting scene that the old man would blush just thinking about it!

"Grandpa, where are you going to throw me?" Pan Hongsheng said while pretending to be a grandson, the younger he was, the less he would embarrass himself.

"It's almost here." The old man said coldly, and continued to run without stopping. Although the speed was not fast, he was still carrying someone!

"Well, why don't you put me down first and let me drink two mouthfuls of porridge before leaving?" Looking at the surrounding cliffs, Pan Hongsheng pretended to be embarrassed and said.

He still can't see where he is, there is not even a marker around, and the most important point is that the old man has no footprints after walking for such a long time, so it is impossible for Pan Hongsheng to find the way back.

"You want to make a mark on the ground?" the old man asked lightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No, you're overthinking it. If I want to get a mark and just spill the porridge on the ground, it won't be long. I can find it by looking along the rice grains!" Pan Hongsheng said with a chuckle.

In fact, he has already done this, but now he has been 'out of food' for half a day, and he has turned several intersections, and he is afraid that he will not be able to find his way back.

"You didn't spread it?" the old man asked in surprise.

"You're joking. I haven't eaten since I came to visit you this morning. That bowl of porridge is so delicious, I've already finished it." Pan Hongsheng said with a shy smile.

"It doesn't matter whether you drink it or not. Anyway, the porridge is made of sticky rice, and it melts as soon as it touches the snow. If you can find it, you are good." The old man smiled lightly. Put Pan Hongsheng down.

Pan Hongsheng didn't have a watch, but according to his estimation just now, he was carried away for at least half an hour.

"This is?" Pan Hongsheng looked around, a small bamboo hut with a huge block of solid ice on the side, other than that there was endless white and countless uneven paths, in the same color of the sky and the earth. ' In some cases he didn't even know where he came from.

"This is where you got my baby." The old man smiled, then pointed to the small bamboo house and said, "Tell him you are here for an exam, and he will tell you what to do. If you do it, he will naturally take you out. There is only one chance!"

While the old man was talking, he suddenly patted Pan Hongsheng, then lifted his leg and left.

"Grandpa, you..."

Pan Hongsheng opened his mouth to shout, but at this moment a faint voice floated into his ears.

"Remember, this is a snow mountain, so keep your voice down, otherwise your old man won't be able to save you when he comes!"

The sound faded away, and at this moment, a ten-year-old boy came out of the bamboo house with a creaking sound. He secretly looked at the sudden Pan Hongsheng with curious eyes, and walked over timidly.

"Are you Master's apprentice? Then you should call me Senior Brother. I have been practicing for 11 years." The little boy said while smiling and patting his chest.

"Wet your face!" Pan Hongsheng snorted, and turned to look at the ice closest to him.