Chapter three hundred and fifty, little old man

"Why, I thought it was someone, a stinking beggar, shouting at my door. "

The two elders were stunned for a moment, then found that this person is sloppy, a look is not what a powerful role, they relax their vigilance, swing because of the forced retraction and the shock of the arm, contemptuously hum.

The old man did not think so, shaking his bottle over the threshold, directly walked in.

Yang Feng tightly stares at him, mention the heart of throat eye to put down, not easily aware of relieved breath, helpless Yang lip smiled.

"Hey, beggar, what do you think this place is? Come in if you want. Get Out of here. "

Seeing the old man walking in, Tang Ming was the first to get angry, pointing at the old man shouting, no manners at all.

The other boys also shouted at the old man to get out.

The old man squinted, his beady eyes darting up and down the ravine, and his beady, beady eyes darted forth into the crowd of hecklers outside, like frost upon them, and their backs stiffened with cold from the inside, and then you shut up for a second.

In a twinkling of an eye, the old man took back his eyes and resumed his carefree manner, shaking the water in the Gourd, throwing up his head and gulping down a mouthful, and then heaving a deep sigh.

"good wine, really good wine. "

"Madman. " Tang Ming again boldly low scold a, see him that be scolded still can leisurely and contentedly of appearance, then decide this person is a mad mad mad mad.

"Well, young man, that's not true. Have you ever seen such a handsome madman? "

The old man's mouth corners one, the smile asked, immediately caused the hall to laugh, even three and four taunts him narcissism, more people have forgotten just that sharp eyes, totally took him as a psychopath.

Yang Feng Fu er, both speechless and feeling, this person is really regardless of location and time to funny AH.

"Don't rock that lip, old man. This is the Blue House. Get the hell out of here. "

The two elders lost patience, angrily waving long sleeves, pointing at the old man threatened.

Finish saying, and self-righteous and awe-inspiring openings to add a sentence.

"For the sake of your old and crazy, as long as you get out of the Blue House, I won't give you a hard time. "

"It's rare to pass by here, don't rush to drive people away, at least you have to invite me in for tea or something, if you can have a little wine and a side dish, that's even better. " The old man not only didn't appreciate the favor, but also smiled and opened his mouth to please, the idle attitude, didn't take the anger of the elders seriously.

"You old Fart, you're going to have to do this the hard way. "

The elder's face sank and he balled up his fists and rushed up to give him a taste of his own medicine.

As soon as his left foot was out of the way, his body was in the air, and a majestic voice from the room stopped him.

"Not the two elders. "

Two elders abruptly stopped action, both feet landed on the ground, Shua turned to see.

I saw the hall, the Patriarch Hands Negative behind him, slowly walked out, the door of the accumulation of blue family, have to make a way, let him appear in the courtyard three people.

"Chief, why are you stopping me? "

The two elders were not convinced and demanded angrily.

"This is the Blue House, at the foot of the Blue Mountain. In a hundred years, no one has ever gone up the mountain so easily, and we have not received any notice from the people down the mountain. Aren't you surprised? "

Smell speech, people shudder, looking at the old man's eyes are changed, just did not feel, but now the old man's smile, but all people feel creepy.

Two elder is also a Leng afterward, the facial expression is dignified of the old man re-survey one time.

The old man did not think so, deadwood-like fingers wrapped around the neck of the bottle bottle bottle of wine bottle belt, skillfully around the tip of the swing, the bottle of wine in the Gourd rattle ring.

"The world has heard of the great work of the Blue Family. They live in the mountains. No one has been able to walk out of the mountains alive since 100 years ago. I thought the blue family was so powerful. Now I see it, but this is all it is. Even my bones haven't come to life yet, so I have to lie down. "

"You, old man, don't talk nonsense. "

The second elder got angry and raised his withered and yellow hand to point at him.

The old man squinted and gave him a lazy look with a sneer.

"I am not lying. If the elders don't believe me, they can go and see for themselves. Some of the people down here are still unconscious on the books. "

Two elder gas grinding teeth, outside the door are all a face of shock, can not believe the stare at the old man.

Yang Feng can imagine the several people like now, but unfortunately they met this, I am afraid not have time to say a word, was thrown in the tree, seriously injured.

"I say, chief blue, listen to the little old man, Moriyama is a big deal, you just send a few useless, not play? Or say, your blue home has no powerful? "

All black face, to know Shoushan are Blue House number one and two master, but in the old man's mouth into a waste, who can endure this resentment?

The two elders were furious on the spot and roared, "smelly old man! Shut up! "

Then he swung his fist and rushed forward. This time, the Patriarch did not obstruct him. He watched silently with a face overcast.

The wind was so strong that it blew the trees in the yard from side to side. It made a strong salsa sound. The strong wind made everyone's eyes blind. They raised their arms to block their eyes, but they didn't want to miss the show, from a distance, through a crack in his arm.

Yang Feng also some can not resist, squinted eyes, back away.

The old man stood there motionless, even with his mouth full of scorn.

Just as the two elders'fists were raging near his forehead, the old man suddenly moved to the right side, avoiding his inner strength. Meanwhile, the hand holding the wine bottle Gourd was raised up and the back of the hand hit the two elders'fists.

As if

A harsh sound, the two elders on the body as if by something cut off, suddenly disappeared, at the same time, like a disabled man like the back of the old man was hit out, fell several meters away, knocked over a rockery.

The dust billowed on the square, and the people at the door were astonished.

Yang Feng can not help but Tut exclamation, long time no see, this shot or so frightening.

In the dust, the two elders coughed and rose, his mouth bleeding, his face livid and white, his eyes staring at the old man, who was still unruffled, his teeth gnashing.

With a shout from the two elders, he swung his fist up again and rushed forward.

"ELDER TWO! Stop! "

The Patriarch hurried to hold him, and a gust of wind sprang up from the steps, seized the two elders'arms and stopped him.

"Patriarch! "

The two elders looked at him plaintively.

The Patriarch shook his head, let go of his hand, and walked slowly toward the old man. Instead of the arrogant attitude of the patriarch, he became very respectful.

He handed it to the old man and asked, "who are you and what are you doing here? "