Chapter three hundred and fifty-five, cheap master

Most of the Blue Patriarch Blue Mountains's last step back, the old man will not naturally inch further, without hesitation agreed.

With a cold snort, Blue Mountains shook her sleeves and headed for the backyard.

Seeing this, the old man came to Yang Feng with a smile, hooked his shoulder, while sweeping his eyes around the Blue ruo-rou, gave her a hey smile, and then took Yang Feng to follow the footsteps of Blue Mountains.

They made their way to the study in the backyard, where Blue Mountains shut them out, not knowing what to do with them, and soon came out with a dark blue book, and stood on the steps looking down at them.

"Take it. "

Blue Mountains did not give them half a good look, casually threw the ancient book into Yang Feng Hands.

Although looks not thick, but when the hand is heavy, Yang Feng raised a look, pages such as CICADAS, carefully look down, at least there are more than 500 pages.

Yang Feng immediately want to cry no tears.

Because want to see the reason of line gas law, two people also rightfully stay overnight in the Blue House.

In the evening, the room was filled with lights, and Yang Feng sat on a stool, his head propped up in one hand, his hand turning over the five hundred pages of ancient books that seemed to be thin before him. The thought of reading them all in one night made him feel as if time had flown by, one night is a short time.

"What are you doing with a sad face when you have the good stuff? "

The old man suddenly pushed the door from the outside and saw him sighing, walked in and asked.

"One night to see so much, not to say can not see through, I am afraid I do not have the energy to understand it. "

The old man, who was sitting on a stool, paused and gave a sudden laugh.

He crossed his legs, and the Jug seemed to be full of wine again.

Yang Feng is puzzled to see him more smile more exaggerated appearance, full face black line.

"I want an old man my whole life, how can I teach such a stupid apprentice? I see AH, after you mix in the outside, or don't say is from the Kui Dragon out. "

Yang Fengjun face blacker, in the mind wondering how to kick the old man out of the room.

"Here you go. "

Wait for him to laugh enough, casually threw a thing on his desk, Yang Fengding eye a look, is his mobile phone.

When did the old man get his hands on it?

But picked up the mobile phone, Yang Feng suddenly suddenly understand, can not help but some agree with the old man just a speech.

He grinned, gave the old man the thumbs up, the If I Could Tell You.

He's a real old-timer.

Needless to say, Yang Feng began to diligently open the camera, page by page shot down.

Working on his hands, the old man took a drink and spoke again.

"after you return the method, come down with me. I have something to talk to you about. "

Yang Feng Fingertip A, returned a not to go back at random, then continue the action in the hand.

The old man's eyes narrowed, puzzled.

Yang Feng added: "I have things to do here. "

"What's your problem? "

Words sound just fell, suddenly a slap fell on the back of his head, Yang Feng hit almost buckle on the table.

He shook his head, a hoarse voice, knead the back of the head, laments that the old man is really more and more heavy hand.

"nothing is nothing, it has nothing to do with criminals. "

Yang Feng disapprovingly returned a sentence, re-put end mobile phone, continue to take photos.

The old man sighed heavily, shook his head, pointed to Yang Feng, asked him still do not understand his position?

Yang Feng didn't even lift his eyebrow, ignoring him.

"You are very dangerous now, outside do not know how many forces are staring at you, do you know? " The old man said the center of Gravity Michiaki.

But Yang Feng sneered at him.

"How much is enough. Haven't I got enough? "

Besides, he's been doing this long enough to be alive, and the people who come after him, they either report to hell or they're cowering in some corner.

Then the old man slapped him again, making his head buzz.

"You're not going to be able to count the number of people who want to kill you, " he said. "You've been the target of criticism ever since you took over Ann and Xia. "

Yang Feng covered the back of his head, while Hoarse, while gently kneading, or did not take the old man's words to heart, after all, a summer, Ann two, he had expected this result, relatively, just to his liking.

"If it were not for the seriousness of the matter, do you think I would have gone up to the mountain to find the Blue House to get angry? I would have saved my life by getting something for you. "

The old man's this words let Yang Feng immediately stop action, also slowly aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Indeed, had he not met the blue family, he would have had the idea that he was invincible, but under the law of the line of gas was hit like a sandbag, although thinking this is really unpleasant, but it is the truth.

There's people out there, people out there. It's like an old man.

If he's being targeted by an entity like this now, I'm afraid things could get messy.

Yang Feng was deep in thought, his face a haze, lingering.

"Hey, asshole, are you listening? "

This saying, Yang Feng but suddenly launched a daze, the old man both helpless and angry in front of him shake the bottle, think he does not look back, give him a heavy hit.

Partial health, Yang Feng suddenly return to God, look slightly nervous.

"Old man, you go down the mountain now, go to the villa to protect an Ziqi and Xia yubing them. "

"What? "

The old man almost suspected he was hearing voices.

"Oh, come on, do it, do it, do it. "

Yang Feng pushed his arm unceremoniously, pushing people out.

The old man, like a carp, wiggled a couple of times, broke away from him, sat down on his side again, insouciantly pulled out his ears.

"I say, Brat, I am your master at least, have you so order master? Besides, I have done a great job today, I am tired to death, at least I have to rest. "

"Stop Resting and go down the hill. "

Yang Feng completely ignored his words, the people caught up, push out.

The old man pressed the door plank, do not go out, how how to ask Yang Feng why not go by oneself.

Yang Feng paused for a moment, then answered in a low voice.

"I promised someone I'd look into something at the Blue House, and I can't leave for a while. "

Words Fall, eyes light, again urged the old man down to help protect Xia yubing two people.

The old man wiggled and buckled the door, but he couldn't get out.

"I don't care. It's your job to protect them. If you go, you go. I'm not going. "

Just like an old Urchin, earn but Yang Feng, directly holding the door to play a rogue.

Yang Feng Fu amount, called sound, and then let go of the hand, expressionless threat.

"I'll tell you what, if anything happens to them, I'll break your bottle gourd. "

Said, still feigns the posture to swing the fist.

The old man subconsciously let go to protect his gourd, mouth a flat, swing a fist will come up to give Yang Feng to a slap.

Yang Feng mou light a flash, forestall to mention a foot, took the opportunity to kick him out from the doorway.