Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Qinjiang for two people after conditioning, Monan liudada upstairs.

First, she knocked on the unparalleled door and found that she was asleep. Then she went back to her room.

During the day, he also tossed for a long time. If he was tired, he was much more tired than matchless. After lying down, he closed his eyes soon.

The night is gathering.

The lights in the villa are turned off one by one, and finally they are completely integrated into the dark night.

I don't know how long it took.

"Well?"

Mo Nan, who was sleeping soundly, felt something, suddenly opened his eyes and immediately jumped out of his window.

He went all the way to the villa.

On the Boulevard of the community, an old man, leaning on crutches, came trembling from a distance.

Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young, Mo Nan trotted to the old man, smilingly stretched out his hand, took the old man's crutch and held his arm

"Old man, why are you still out so late? Your family will be worried."

"I'll help you to where you are going."

"Good."

For the appearance of Monan, the old man was not surprised. He just looked at him carefully and nodded with satisfaction

"There are not many kind-hearted young people like you now. Well, they have good facial features. In a word, the little old man has a granddaughter who is about the same age as you. He is good at everything, but he is not interested in finding a boyfriend."

"Well, if you are also single, the old man will set up a bureau for you to meet each other?"

"That's not good."

Mo Nan wanted to laugh. He said that he would sell his granddaughter as soon as he met him. He even said to himself that his granddaughter must not be very good-looking. If he agreed, he would jump into the pit.

However, he said politely against his heart:

"Look at your old face, your granddaughter must be very beautiful, but unfortunately, I already have a girlfriend..."

"It's a pity."

The old man also sighed.

After a few hundred meters, the old man stopped and pointed to a villa beside the road

"Here we are, young man, please."

"No trouble..."

Don't press to wave a hand, Mou son dignified retreated two steps, he is sure, oneself stand at the moment of place, is just come out of direction.

In other words, this is his temporary home.

"The old man came here to look for people?"

Monan took a deep breath and felt the momentum of the old man. There was no way to calm down.

In an instant, he had the feeling of meeting Feng Laojiu again, but the old man in front of him didn't reach the point where Feng Laojiu's lamp ran out of oil.

"Yes, find someone."

Miao is really a bit surprised at the moment. He didn't expect that the young man he just met was the target he was looking for this time.

He looked at Mo Nan curiously and said that this young man was different from the rumor. At the same time, Mo Nan said again:

"Are you from the blood temple?"

He guessed it, but it wasn't a wild guess.

The smell of blood on the old man was very strong, like climbing out of a sea of blood. He didn't even have such a strong smell of blood. Therefore, it can be concluded that it was the result of the cultivation of ancient martial arts.

Just as it happens, the body of the man in the blood temple he had punished before had a similar smell, but the blood of that man seemed to be absent, far from so shocking.

"Yes."

Mr. Miao nodded again and did not deny it.

Just as Monan was about to say something, the old man suddenly stopped him: "you have asked two questions, is it my turn to ask?"

Mo Nan a Leng, then arched: "please!"

Old Miao said with a smile that people and animals are harmless

"This trip is entrusted by the deputy hall master. I'll ask you one last time. I really don't want to hand over Ye's son?"

"I've already said that. It's not negotiable."

Monan shook his head firmly.

Miao asked: "do you know how few people in the whole guwu family dare to refuse the blood temple? What are the consequences of your refusal? Have you ever thought about it?"

"No

Mo Nan still shook his head and hummed coldly

"Even though there is a lot of fire ahead, as long as they are with me, no one is allowed to move unless they betray me!"

"Not even the temple of blood!"

At this moment, he no longer forbearance, the whole body evil spirit for a moment will Miao old blood gas top back.

Miao old slightly surprised, vaguely a little step back.

But just a few seconds later, when Monan was ready to take over the topic and ask again, the old man already sighed:

"It's a pity."

"What a pity..."

Monan just spoke. However, Miao took one step at a time. With only one step, he advanced four or five meters. He came directly to Mo Nan, raised his crutch and focused on it“ How dare you do it? " Mo Nan was so surprised and angry that he stepped aside and threw his fist directly at the crutch. He originally thought that for the sake of being an old man, he could not do it as much as he could, but since the other party had moved, there was no need for him to talk about respecting the old and loving the young. When it's time to do it, he doesn't care what kind of warrior is. Mo Nan hit hard, and the air in his body condensed into his palm. In the center of the crutch, there was a sound of gold and iron fighting. Then, a crack appeared on it, and the crack spread uncontrollably. After a crack, the crutch cracked. Monan also took a cold breath and quickly stepped back. He didn't expect that a wooden crutch would be so hard. Although the crutch was broken, his hand bone seemed to be broken. At the moment, the left and right sides are swelling rapidly“ My baby Old Miao exclaimed, looking at the half of the crutch in his hand, he couldn't hold his breath any more. He cursed fiercely: "smelly boy, this is a gift from his granddaughter on his 27th Birthday. You compensate me!"“ I'll pay you! " Mo Nan sneered, also pointed at the crutches on the ground and said: "if you dare to do it again, you will end up like this."“ It's not easy Miao finally sank his face, but he was puzzled: "are you really a warrior?" He couldn't figure out how a martial arts man could break his walking stick made of iron and wood. Even though the ancient martial arts of the Zheng family were strong in the martial arts realm, they were not strong enough. Only a warrior can do it. Mo Nan is impatient to wave his hand. How can he be in the mood to explain: "if you want to fight, fight or roll, there are so many problems!"“ I'm so angry Old Miao was waiting for an answer. He was rebuffed and then said coldly, "well, no matter what means you have, I will let you understand the gap between martial arts people and martial arts people."“ Even if you have some tricks, you really don't think you can provoke a warrior! "“ "The method of carrying blood." The old man let out a low cry, and his skin suddenly turned red. As if he had taken medicine, his momentum was rising.