He Has a Dragon

After Wang Le yelled, on the stone steps in the mountains at night, the old and the young separated by two meters, still stood still. ebook. Ziangcao. com

At this time, Wang Le, the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, had been on the alert, but his face did not show it.

"Young man, Dao Zuo meets is a destiny, and the old man is a little bit itchy tonight." The white-haired old man still smiled and said hurriedly.

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man who blocked the path down the mountain.

"Do you know I can work hard?" Wang Le asked in a deep voice.

The white-haired old man hummed without denying, and then said, "As long as I can go through three tricks in the old hand, I will give way."

Wang Le's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up and down and said, "Is it because of the itch that I want to compete with the kid?"

I saw the old white-haired man grinning and replied, "Yeah, so you don't need to think about it. In this world, it's often so simple. It's just that people's minds are complicated and they are complicated too much."

After a pause, the white-haired old man turned sharply and continued: "But before that, I want to know one thing!"

Wang Le raised a brow, revealing the sneer, and secretly said in his heart, "Fox tail is finally exposed."

Turning his heart around, Wang Lepi smiled but didn't smile. He opened his eyes and asked: "Say, what's the matter?"

The white-haired old man standing underneath, with his hands on his back, and his eyes opened and looked at Wang Le, occasionally the light flashed and he groaned.

Just ten seconds later, the old man with white hair finally asked, "The other day, I saw a martial arts master with a long beard, like you, who was in his fifties and had a long beard. It ’s all the same tombstone. Who is he? "

Of course, Wang Le knew that the man described by the old man was the grandfather Jiyang, but his face was confused, and he shook his head and replied, "Boy has never seen the person you said."

After a pause, Wang Le continued to deny: "This kid is really not impressed, not to mention that the other party is still a martial arts man, it is even more incredible, because the martial arts man that the kid knows is related to my mother for no reason, why run? Come and worship her old man. "

At the same time that Wang Le denied that he didn't know the grandfather Jiyang, he was secretly saying, "When the little man is stupid, I don't even know you, an inexplicable old and bastard, why are you telling the truth ,Humph!"

At that moment, I saw the old man with white hair, and he couldn't laugh anymore. A pair of eyes began to look at Wang Le, and distinguished what he said.

"Boy, don't open your eyes to tell lies, you want to play around in front of the old man, you are still very tender."

When the old man with white hair said something, he was like an ordinary old man in the field, and he suddenly sent out a forceful momentum, like a tidal wave, one after the other, directly pressing Wang Le.

Wang Le gave a cold hum. Ben was still a soft face. He was as hard as iron, and the monstrous gas condensed in his body burst out instantly. He greeted it without fear and stepped back!

"Oh!" The old man gave a hint of surprise, and his eyes flashed with excitement. He didn't expect a little guy to have this kind of momentum, and he would not fall in the confrontation with himself!

"I didn't expect to be young and young, with so many lives on my hands and so much anger, it's really rare."

The old man looked up at Wang Le, who was on the upper hand, and laughed again, slowly speaking, which had an inconceivable appreciation.

At this moment Wang Le secretly muttered in his heart: "I'm so **** speechless, my little master is just arguing with this old man."

At the same time, the helplessness flashed in Wang Le's eyes. Because up to now, he still can't understand the depth of the old man in front of him, so he didn't shoot the gun, did he take the initiative to poke the old man to death?

Of course not!

God knows that once you start, it will be Wang Le who is beaten by your mother and mother!

So, can it be helpless? !!

Thinking of this, Wang Le increasingly felt that it was important to improve his own strength. Otherwise, it would be utterly wrong to encounter such a disgusting thing that is blocked by people!

"The person you asked did not really know, and did not bother to lie. As for whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

His face was gloomy, his eyes were reddish, and Wang Le, wrapped in suffocation, was still trying to lie to the end. While continuing to deny it, he also secretly said, "Old man, I want to bluff my dear, hey, door. No children! "

At this time, the white-haired old man smiled and converged, and asked again, "I really don't know?"

Wang Le snorted, an impatient look, and said angrily: "Believe it or not, hurry up. It's not too late. I will drive out of the door tomorrow, but I don't want to lose my spirit at that time!"

The white-haired old man grinned, ignored Wang Le's impatience, and then asked, "You are not curious about why the old man asked you if you knew that person?"

Wang Dashao hummed coldly: "The old saying is that curiosity killed the cat, the boy is young, and I want to live a few more years. Besides, I do n’t know that person, of course, I am not interested in knowing what is the holiday between you and the other party. It's a problem. "

The old white-haired man shook his head and said, "I don't know if you know or not, but since it is true that the person worshipped your mother, it must be inseparable from you."

After a short pause, the gray-haired old man's face appeared angry, and he was very sullen and muffled: "He stole the old man's things."

"Ah?" Wang Le: ""

Wang Dashao didn't expect to have such a **** turning!

Finally, what curiosity killed the cat was directly thrown away by Jiu Xiaoyun, and he couldn't help asking the old white-haired man: "That ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ what's been stolen from you? "

The white-haired old man replied with a sore face: "You don't understand it!"

"Eh!" Wang Le scratched his head, his suffocation converged, and then calmly defended the grandfather: "How do you think that person stole it?"

I saw the old white-haired man sneer, and said, "Because only the stranger who went up the mountain that day, and wanted to steal the husband's things, there was no two or three means, how could it be so easy to steal?"

After a pause, the white-haired old man Shen Sheng continued: "When the man worshipped on the mountain that day, the old man looked at it from afar and knew that he was a peerless master, but he did not expect that he would do such a theft. !!!!!! "

Wang Le: ""

"Willn't it really be stolen by grandpa!" Wang Le still thought in his mind with some disbelief, because in his eyes, grandpa Jiyang was a master of martial arts, and he was so full of high image that he would do it. This is the scam of stealing from a fly camp. But facts speak louder than words, and Wang Dasha gradually began to doubt.