Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 115 Xiao Changge

Mr. Da came to the entrance of the stairs on the second floor and did not continue down, but just stood there and waited quietly.

After a while, I saw a pock-faced old man holding a handsome boy, dong dong dong walked up the stairs, saw the big man standing upstairs, old fogey grinned and rushed Mr. Big smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

The little boy seemed to be frightened when he saw Mr. Big, standing motionless with his big black eyes.

“grandfather, let’s go home.”

The little boy suddenly pulled the old man’s hand, this time, he was talking about us, not me.

“brat, I’m so naive, didn’t you see your uncle waiting for me up there?”

Mazi gave the little boy a pale look.

“When I get home, I will definitely study hard and cultivate well. If you like the Red Braised Pork, I will also ask grandma to make it for you. Grandma doesn’t want to make it, so I will learn to cook it for you. Eat.”

The little boy still held on to the pock-faced old man’s hand and said with a hint of crying.

“What’s the hurry?” The pock-faced old man patted the little boy’s head with a smile and said, “It’s not too late for me to have a cup of tea with your uncle and then go back.”

So the little boy was dragged upstairs by him reluctantly.

“Why do you keep a straight face when you see an old friend?”

Walking to the second floor, the pock-marked old man said with a smile.

“Who is your old friend?”

Mr. Da is still honest.

“I haven’t seen each other for several decades, so I still talk like this.” The pock-faced old man shook his head and walked straight around Mr. Big, looking around as if he was looking for something. Finally, I couldn’t find it, so I rubbed my belly and begged Mr. Big to say with a smile:

“Is there anything to eat? My grandson and I haven’t had a full meal for several days.”

……

In Mr. Big’s wing, one old and one young grabbed the snacks on the table and devoured them.

“You’re such a big Kunlun Xiao Family, how come you don’t even have a foot in the pan?”

Looking at the pock-faced old man’s eating, Mr. Da said with a puzzled look.

“Xiao Family, poor, poor, where, how is it like you, like you Autum Water.”

“You’re lying again!” The little boy on the side was very reserved. Hearing the pock-faced old man say this, he first glanced at Mr. Big with a wary look, and then retorted with a blushing face:

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“If you hadn’t lost all our battles along the way, how could we not even be able to afford food?”

“Xiao Che, you don’t understand this. Swallowing the food in his mouth, the pock-faced old man said resolutely: “What kind of delicious food can you get from the dish that your grandma gave me? The road from Kunlun to Autum Water is far away, it’s better to bet a few. If we earn it, our grandfather will be able to eat and drink spicy food!”

Seeing the dissatisfaction on the little boy’s face, he continued earnestly: “Little Che, this Cultivation is the same. , the opportunity has come, if you give up because you are afraid of risks, how long will you cultivate this Cultivation? You child is good at everything, but you are too timid!”

The little boy heard this curl one’s lip, also No refutation, just buried in the food.

“Your snacks are delicious, but they are still not as good as the half steamed buns just down the mountain.” Belly, said with an unhappy face.

How could Mr. Da know what the half steamed bun he was talking about, but he was kind enough to give him food. Not only was he not grateful, but he was picky and angry.

“You can spit it out if you don’t like it.”

Mr. Da said with a blank expression.

“Vag…”

hearing this, the pock-faced old man was really trying to vomit, and the little boy beside him quickly covered his nose.

“I lied to you.” Pock-faced old man said with a smile: “I never spit out what Xiao Changge eats.”

“In previous years, you It’s after the Qingming Festival, how come it’s earlier this year? I also bring a child.”

Mr. Da changed the topic and glanced at the little boy beside Xiao Changge.

“Because I’m getting old.”

Throwing a piece of candy directly into his mouth, Xiao Changge said with a smile while chewing:

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to draw the sword until Qingming.”

He looked towards the little boy beside him and said very kindly:

“little The fellow is here to collect the body for me.”

“I can’t carry you!”

The little boy curl one’s lip with disgust.

While Mr. Da heard this, he frowned deeply.

How can a cultivator never grow old? The old age in Xiao Changge’s mouth naturally refers to the fall.

“didn’t expect that single sword to create Autum Water back in the day, but he was a high-spirited teenager, but he turned into this look.”

Looking at Xiao Changge’s appearance, he was greatly impressed. Mr. sighed, said with great emotion.

“You sir, it’s not much better.”

Xiao Changge hehe said with a smile.

As he said that, he picked up a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth with the tea, cleaned the residue of the pastry in the gap between his teeth, and swallowed it all in one mouthful, watching the little boy beside him with a face full of faces. dislike.

“Furthermore, speaking of which, you are really not as good as me.”

After doing this, Xiao Changge suddenly said with a complacent expression.

“Oh? Just tell me, what am I inferior to you?” People have competed for almost a lifetime, and Mr. Da believes that he has nowhere to lose to Xiao Changge.

“Here.” Xiao Changge patted the head of the little boy next to him, still very proud: “I am Xiao Changge’s grandson, I am the descendant of this Xiao’s Legacy.”

“grandfather your pester and chirp swords are boring and tight, so I don’t want to practice.”

The little boy pushed the old man’s hand away and said reluctantly.

hearing this Xiao Changge laughed out loud, but Mr. Da was stunned.

This little boy has an excellent aptitude. Mr. Da has naturally seen it for a long time, but what surprised Mr. Da was the phrase “pester and chirp” that he commented on Xiao Changge’s Sword Art. Others may listen to it. Nothing, but Mr. Da has played against Xiao Changge countless times, how can he not hear it? This pester and chirp is the true meaning of Xiao Changge’s Sword Art.

Being able to lay bare the truth with one remark Xiao Changge’s true meaning of Sword Art, this little fellow’s accomplishments with sword dao in the future are limitless.

This really makes Mr. Da a little envious.

In terms of succession, Xiao Changge did win over Mr. Da.

In all these years, Mr. Da had not confiscated Disciple, but he was either too stupid, or he couldn’t bear the hardships.

the thoughts got to this point, Mr. Da felt a lot of loneliness.

“Mr. Da, I’ve finished reading.”

At this moment, Li Yunsheng walked into the wing with a dozen jade slips.

“Ah, it’s you!” The little boy sitting next to Xiao Changge pointed at Li Yunsheng and said happily: “The big brother who gave me delicious steamed buns.”

And looking at Li Yunsheng standing in front of him, Mr. Da’s face that was full of haze instantly turned bright and said:

“Come on, Yunsheng, sit here!”

(End of this chapter)