City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

Leng Fan opened his mouth and looked at his expression, intending to refuse directly, but when he opened his mouth and talked to the side of his mouth, he suddenly thought of something, and asked Chen Jing with an idea: "It's okay to bet. If I win, you won't bother you in the future. I am."

Chen Jing still hesitated, but in the end she seemed very confident in herself and replied: "Yes."

Leng Fan was very pleased, because he was sure that this woman would not bother him again.

After a while, the two of them lined up to enter the old man's shop and sit down, each holding a large bowl of noodles. There are at least a dozen pieces of meat on the noodles, which is much more than other local shops.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." After Leng Fan took a bite, he was immediately admired by the taste of this noodle. Although he has not eaten many delicacies of mountains and seas, he does not doubt that the noodles of this small shop are absolutely unique.

"Of course, it's delicious. Uncle Yang's skills can be passed down from the ancestors. I heard that it has been making noodles a thousand years ago and passed down from generation to generation. By the way, I just didn't want to tell you why Uncle Yang insisted on doing this. Face, is he still reluctant to promote the supernatural power to Xiantian? It is because he wants to pass on the ancestral face, generation after generation, and does not want to be disturbed by trivial matters in the supernatural world. Uncle Yang’s father and grandpa are both very strong The powers of, the power is comparable to the ancient power families.” Chen Jing explained while eating.

After hearing this, Leng Fan nodded repeatedly, admiring the temptation of Uncle Yang to let go of his abilities in order to pass on his ancestral business, and to let go of the colorful world outside. Think about himself, after coming down from the mountain, it is his bottom line to resist all kinds of temptations in this colorful world.

"Miss Chen, does Uncle Yang have no descendants? How do I think that only Uncle Yang and some elderly people are busy here?" Leng Fan asked curiously.

Chen Jing sighed and replied: "Uncle Yang is also very pitiful. His son and grandson died in the hands of Western supernaturalists."

"What? Western psychic?" Leng Fan has heard of Western psychic for the second time. The last time he heard the elder of the hospital in Xie's ancestor.

"Western people with supernatural powers are very strong, stronger than us with Eastern superpowers." Chen Jing said.

Leng Fan is very interested in Western supernatural beings, so he asked one more sentence: "Didn't this western supernatural being attacked us a hundred years ago and never came again?"

Chen Jing put down his chopsticks and replied very solemnly: "You listen to what you said, it's only been three years since the last time Western supernaturalists came to us, and it won't be long before they will come again."

Leng Fan really didn’t know. He thought about what the old man in the courtyard said, and then recalled that the old man had been in the old house, and what happened outside might not be fully known, so the old man might not know about it, so he asked Said: "Miss Chen, why did they come to us three years ago, and why will they come again soon?"

Chen Jing explained: "It's not for Treasure Island. You should know that Treasure Island has always been our country's territory. However, after the Civil War, it has been isolated overseas and there have been many independents. These independents will make trouble every four years. Once independence, because Baodao’s leaders are elected every four years, so Western supernaturalists will interfere every four years."

"Are these Western supernatural beings too bad? Are we going to fight every time, have we won?" Leng Fan asked curiously.

Chen Jing shook her head and smiled bitterly: "We lost ten fights to nine. Last time Uncle Yang's grandson died in the hands of a Western supernatural vampire. His son died eight years ago."

"Uncle Yang is too pitiful." After Leng Fan heard what happened to Uncle Yang, he was heartbroken.

Chen Jing glanced at Uncle Yang, who was always happy and busy, and smiled: "In fact, Uncle Yang is not alone. He also has a little grandson. I heard that he is only eight years old this year. He was born when Uncle Yang's son died. Never seen it before."

At this moment, there was a series of roars in the distance, and then a large group of at least two hundred people marched toward this side aggressively.

"It seems that the matter just now has not been resolved. The people you hit have come to help." Chen Jing smiled and said to Leng Fan.

Leng Fan shook his head. When he heard the sound, he knew that the trouble was coming again.

Leng Fan stood up and planned to go out and solve the problem, because Uncle Yang still had to do business and could not damage Uncle Yang's ancient store.

"Boss, it's the pair of dog men."

The other party continued to have a large number of people, everyone holding a stick, and walking in the front was a middle-aged man with two scars on his face, and a dragon tattoo was vaguely visible on his chest.

When Scar Man saw Leng Fan, he just smiled frivolously. He didn't seem to put Leng Fan in his eyes. But when he looked back and saw Uncle Yang who was busy, he immediately showed a respectful look on his face, and then ordered a few words to himself. Walk to Uncle Yang first.

"Uncle Yang is good! How is business today?" Scarman said with a smile to Uncle Yang.

Uncle Yang hurriedly replied: "It's your kid! It just happened. There were more guests today. You helped me wash the dishes at the back. Oh! By the way, these two are my guests. I heard that your subordinates I just bullied them, that's not okay."

When Scar Man heard this, his face suddenly turned pale. It's just that he is not ashamed of the reason why Uncle Yang asked him to wash the dishes, but he heard that his own people bullied Uncle Yang's friend, which seemed to him very scary.

Scar Man immediately turned his head and pointed to the person who had just been taught by Leng Fan and shouted: "You bastards, I didn't tell you that you shouldn't make trouble outside of Uncle Yang's shop. You still dare to make trouble and see if I won't kill you."

After the Scar Man finished speaking, he really pulled out his belt and hit those people **** the head.

Leng Fan was happy, originally he thought he was going to make a move, but he didn't know that he didn't use it at all. The Scarlet Man respected Uncle Yang very much, and in the next moment, he took a few people to the back to wash the dishes.

Leng Fan walked to Uncle Yang and thanked him, "Uncle Yang, thank you."

Uncle Yang replied kindly: "Thank you, it should be me thank you. If I don't stop them, they will be injured in the end. In fact, you should not think that they are rascals. Although they like to make trouble, they will never hurt. A person can run with two hits at most."

Leng Fan smiled and said, "It turns out that this is the case. It seems that they are often taught by you, Uncle Yang."

Uncle Yang laughed and replied: "I can't talk about lessons, just let them know not to bully people casually."

Uncle Yang asked again: "How is it? Is my noodles delicious? Would you like to have another bowl?"

Leng Fan nodded and replied, "Yes, of course, I want to eat two more bowls."

Uncle Yang laughed.

Not to mention, Leng Fan really ate three bowls in a row, and finally added another bowl. He barely stopped after four bowls, and each bowl of noodles was at least four or two.

"Are you a pig? Why do you eat so much? Are you all capable of eating so naturally?" Chen Jing kept watching him eating.

Leng Fan replied, "No, people like us don't have to eat every day, just one meal a week, but the taste of this noodle is so good, so I can't help but eat more."

"Oh, that's it! I heard it on the first day. By the way, your brother said you are like people, then can you tell me, do you know that there are people better than you in this world? How many?" Chen Jing asked excitedly and expectantly.

After thinking for a while, Leng Fan replied: "It's okay to tell you, at least my master is better than me. That's for sure. In the past ten years, I have also met some seniors with the master. The strength of these seniors is Above me, this is also for sure. As for the number of people, I think there are almost a hundred!"

"What? More than a hundred?" Chen Jing was shocked to get up from the stool when she heard the number, alarming the surrounding diners.

Leng Fan thought to himself: "If I honestly have at least three or four hundred people, will she turn the table?"

Leng Fan then replied: "Yes, at least so many people."

Chen Jing took a deep breath, then sat down, bowed her head and thought for a long time, and then asked, "Why are there so many innates? Why I know that there are at most ten innates among us Eastern powers."

Leng Fan actually didn't know why, but he recalled that over the years, people had come to visit his master from time to time. These people were very powerful, and some even fought with the master.

Chen Jing gritted his teeth and said to Leng Fan very seriously: "Leng Fan, I want to see your master, can I?"

Leng Fan replied with a wry smile: "It may be more difficult. It's hard to see my master. It's not that I don't want to. It really is."

Chen Jing was disappointed, but did not give up. After turning her eyes, she asked: "Then you and your master belong to an ancient sect, otherwise you won't have such a powerful strength?"

"Ancient sect?" Leng Fan was thinking in his mind, ancient is ancient, a Taoist temple, I heard that it has a history of hundreds of years, but I don't know if it is not a sect, the master has never said it.

"Probably not!" Leng Fan replied.

"Cut, I'm still making secrets, sooner or later I will know." Chen Jing didn't seem to believe what Leng Fan said.

Uncle Yang was finished at this time, and then walked over with a glass of water and said to them: "Girl, I haven't asked you just now, is this man your boyfriend?"

After taking a look at Leng Fan, Chen Jing replied: "Not now, but it won't be long before, because I have the confidence to take him down recently."

After hearing this, Uncle Yang was taken aback, then laughed again, and said: "You girl still chases men back, very much like your grandma used to be. Your grandpa was caught up by your grandma."

Chen Jing seemed to be very interested in the news and asked, "Uncle Yang, can you tell me something about my grandfather when they were young? I'm curious how grandpa and grandma met?"

"You girl, know so much what to do? I don't dare to tell you, lest your grandparents settle accounts with my old man." Old man Yang smiled and shook his head.