Super Martial God

"Hiss, you can really pretend. If you sit in such an old car, you dare to pretend to know Gongben. You're not afraid to blow the cowhide."

A young man sneered directly, and his words were full of irony.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged groom's eyes suddenly narrowed and looked at him.

Boom!

At that moment, the young man felt that there seemed to be thunder exploding in his mind, blood spilling from his mouth and nose, and his heart and soul had been badly hurt.

"Yes, sir."

After giving the young man a little lesson, the middle-aged groom stopped looking at him, replied respectfully, and then drove on.

"Empty fall, what's the matter with you?"

The young man's companion looked at him in surprise.

"Nothing."

Xu Luo's mouth was full of blood, and his eyes showed deep fear.

Just now, the middle-aged coachman looked at him. He felt that his soul had fallen into an endless abyss. This feeling is really terrible.

This made Xu Luo realize a problem. I'm afraid the mysterious man in that carriage is not bragging. Even a coachman is so powerful that he can't imagine how powerful the mysterious man in that carriage is.

"Go."

Somehow, Xu Luo seemed to be driven by an invisible force and followed the carriage.

Across the street, in front of a restaurant.

The middle-aged coachman didn't know what he thought. He stopped in front of the restaurant according to the instructions of his predecessors.

"Senior."

The middle-aged coachman reached out and rolled up the curtain of the carriage and made a respectful gesture towards the carriage door.

A man in green leisurely walked out of the carriage, ignored the eyes around him, and walked in the restaurant. The middle-aged coachman hurriedly followed.

A middle-aged coachman took care of everything. The man in Tsing Yi didn't have to worry about these chores. He sat down easily by the window.

After a while, the waiter brought up the wine, food and snacks. The man in Tsing Yi and the middle-aged coachman sat there leisurely, listening to the people around talking.

The middle-aged coachman didn't know why the elder came to the restaurant, but since the elder ordered, he wouldn't have any objection and sat next to him drinking with the elder.

"Two... Two predecessors."

At this time, xuluo followed in and walked tremblingly to the middle-aged coachman and the man in blue.

The middle-aged coachman was impressed by the young man, but he was not impressed. For him, the young man was just a passer-by. After the journey, he forgot the young man and didn't expect the other party to find him.

"Who are you?"

So the tone of the middle-aged coachman was very cold, as if he didn't know Xu Luo.

Standing in front of the two, Xu Luo inexplicably felt a lot of pressure, but he forced himself to hold back and bowed: "I'm sorry. I was rude and offended the elder in words. I'm here to make amends to the two elders."

As he spoke, he took a quick look at Lin Mu and quickly lowered his head.

The middle-aged coachman gave him a terrible feeling, and the man in Tsing Yi was called "senior" by the middle-aged coachman. He couldn't imagine how terrible the man in Tsing Yi was.

"Oh, it's your boy."

The middle-aged coachman's voice is not salty. "I don't have time to argue with you and other young people, and I don't need your apology. Go."

"It's generous of the two elders not to argue with the younger generation, but the younger generation can't be at ease."

Xu Luo was so nervous that he clenched his fists in his sleeves and pulled his nails into the meat, but he endured his fear and didn't leave like this.

He had a hunch that this might be an opportunity in his life. If he missed it, he could only spend his life in such a muddle.

"Don't be so nervous."

At this time, the man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth. His expression was very different from the coldness of the middle-aged coachman. He looked more gentle, "what's your name?"

"Elder, younger generation is empty."

Xu Luo didn't know why. He just felt his heart pounding. As soon as the man in green spoke to him, he was almost excited.

"Do you know where Miyamoto is?"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled.

"Back to the elder, I don't know where Gong Benxiu is at the moment, but I know he has made an appointment with someone. I'll meet him at longfu restaurant today. It's our restaurant now."

Empty fall hurriedly answered.

The middle-aged coachman was stunned. Did Gong Benxiu come to this restaurant?

After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged coachman was deeply impressed by the elder. He believed that the elder did not run to the restaurant by mistake. Most of the elder knew that Gong Benxiu would come here.

Just, how did the elder know?

The man in blue nodded.

He could know that the monk Gong Ben came here using a new means.

This method comes from his study of the essence of Tai Yin during this time.

From the essence of Tai Yin, he not only got "moon shadow" but also possessed a more mysterious secret.

This secret will touch a power that even he can't see through. It can be used to calculate many unknown things.

With the help of this secret, he figured out that the temple would come to the restaurant, so he asked the middle-aged coachman to come.

Ask Xu Luo, just want to implement this speculation in advance, whether it is accurate or not.

Of course, even if there is no emptiness, he will wait a little longer. As long as Gong Benxiu appears, it can also be confirmed.

"Senior, can you dare to ask me, what's your name?"

Xu Luo asked with his heart.

When he said this, his back was almost soaked with cold sweat and was extremely nervous.

He knew very well that whether he could know the names of the two mysterious predecessors decided whether he had a chance to stay again.

If the other party doesn't even want to tell him his name, it's obviously unwilling to waste time on a small role like him. At that time, he has to be funny and leave, otherwise it will only be annoying.

The middle-aged coachman frowned and seemed a little unhappy.

The empty fall saw, and a heart could not help sinking down.

However, the man in Tsing Yi waved to the middle-aged coachman to stop the middle-aged coachman from talking, and then said, "Lin Mu."

Seeing Lin Mu's self-reported name, the middle-aged coachman naturally couldn't take it big. Reluctantly, he stared at him: "I'd rather be strong."

Xu Luo was overjoyed: "Xu Luo has seen master Lin and master Ning."

"Yo, isn't this empty fall?"

Just then, a voice of abuse came from behind Xu Luo, "what are you doing, young master of the great Xu family, actually worship your predecessors here? Are these two "predecessors" who are the Taoist gods? "

When it comes to the word "senior", the voice deliberately accentuates the tone, which is obviously sarcastic.

"Zhao Li."

Xu Luo's face sank and turned to look behind him. Sure enough, he saw a group of acquaintances.

"Hahaha, are you still a God? Look at the costumes of these two. Even if they are not beggars, they are at most two low-level Wufu. "

"Tut Tut, empty fall. Although your empty family has been defeated, at least it used to be a big family. How can it be reduced to the point of worshipping people as predecessors."

Other people around Zhao Li laughed one after another.