Xu Yao came in a hurry, and saw the old man sitting on the ground in a fat mass, pointing his chubby finger at Jiang Fuyue: "Do you know how important Wude is to a young man?! You have learned to respect the old and love you!" Young, old, old, and old?! You know me, I don’t take a beating at all, and I’m super afraid of pain. Osteoporosis is especially easy to fall apart balabala... "
Looking at the other party again, Qing Jun's figure was bathed in the moonlight, full of elegance and mystery, standing quietly in front of the old man at this moment, in stark contrast to his distressed appearance.
The wind blew up, rolled up the burnt talisman paper on the ground, and black ash fluttered.
Xu Yao had a headache and wanted to get away.
Unfortunately, the old man has already found him—
"Xu family boy! She hit me, she hit me?!"
The little jiojio that Xu Yao had already stretched out and wanted to escape had to retract it, walked over, and helped the old man up first.
I was far away just now, and the light was not very good, so I didn't see it very clearly. Now I have a closer look, good guy!
It took Xu Yao a lot of effort to barely hold back the crazy "hahahahahaha" impulse in his body, but he still blushed: "You, this..."
"She did it!"
Cen Huaishan stood up vigorously, complaining angrily.
Xu Yao said seriously: "I'm sorry, old man..."
"No... she beat me, why are you apologizing?"
"Because, because I really... can't help it! Hahahahahahaha..."
Cen Huaishan: "?"
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
Xu Yao: "Hahahahaha..."
"Brat! Are you laughing at me?!"
"No, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that, hahahahahahaha... really! Hahahahaha..."
When he finally laughed enough, the old man's face was almost completely dark.
Xu Yao coughed lightly, stepped forward, and explained to Jiang Fuyue in a good voice: "The old man didn't mean anything malicious, he just watched the surveillance of the casino yesterday and found you..." He tried to find a suitable description, "Did something I think you are a fellow, so I want to prove it face to face."
Jiang Fuyue: "He can speak directly, without beating around the bush, let alone trying to find out." As he spoke, he glanced at the black ash at his feet.
Xu Yao's eyes flashed, he felt guilty.
Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly broke out at this time: "I just said it in the restaurant, but you didn't admit it at all, so what else can I do besides probing?"
He was quite aggrieved as he said that, the fat on his face twitched, and he didn't forget to pluck his hair.
Well, the head can be broken, but the hairstyle can't be messed up!
Jiang Fuyue looked at him and sneered: "Before asking someone, shouldn't you also report your family name?"
"You don't say who you are, but you want to inquire about me. Are you lacking in sincerity? Since you are not sincere, why should I tell you?"
The old man couldn't speak.
but…
"You admit it?!"
Jiang Fuyue pouted.
With one eye swollen, Cen Huaishan walked quickly in front of her, then stood still, cupping his fists in a resemblance, but his chin was raised high, and the sound was like a bell, resounding on the ground—
"My lord is the 26th head of the Shaoyang Sect in Huishan Mountain, Qing Dynasty. His dharma name is Mixu, and his lay name is Cen Huaishan! May I ask which path you are on?"
Jiang Fuyue was stunned when she heard "Qinghuishan Shaoyang Sect". When the old man finished speaking her name and real name, her eyes flashed with a strange expression.
"Hmph! I've declared myself now, it's up to you!" The old man cast a look in his eyes and raised his chin to the sky.
Fat and tsundere.
Jiang Fuyue smacked her lips: "Then what... there is no need to report, I will give you the same."
"ha?!"
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Three more thousand words. Another identity came