"Guoguo, you girl, I don't know what to say about you!" The old man sighed and looked at Tang Guo kindly. He said, "you should pay attention to what you say in the future. One moment at a time, another at a time. At this time, Brahma is not what you look like when you know him. Now he is powerful. He doesn't pay attention to anyone. He can't listen to anyone's words. He may not understand your kindness, but will hate you."

Tang Guomei's eyes turned and made a surprised voice, saying: "grandfather fan, do you think he wants to kill me?"

"If you understand..." The old man's voice is one meal, light say: "also right!"

Tang He is very anxious. At this moment, he can't insert a word. He wants to stop Tang Guo, but he is afraid of offending Brahman Wuchen. If he doesn't stop him, he is afraid of offending Brahman. He secretly complains that Tang Guo has too many things to do. What do you want to do with other people's affairs?

"Be a hero in life and a ghost in death!" Tang Guo looked at the old man with an awe inspiring look, blinked his playful eyes and said, "grandfather fan, even if he wants to kill me, he will wait two years before the contract expires and I won't take care of him! Now he's still under my control. "

Brahma clasped his hands and uttered a voice of pleading: "two ancestors, you all have a rest! I'll go to the kitchen and help. I'll have dinner in a minute

Fantian is convinced. If Tang Guo and the old man fight against him together, he is not a rival. He doesn't want to stay in the living room and continue to be abused. He just goes to the kitchen to help Chen Ma cook.

Tang Guo's eyes shrank. Seeing that Brahma wanted to escape, he stood up and stopped him and said, "Brahma, do you really want to kill me?"

"If you listen to him stir up dissension, you really can't live this life!" Fantian is more aware of the old man's caution than anyone else. He is making sugar rather than acetic acid. Seeing Tang Guoyi's words, he said in a hurry: "don't let people take you for a gun, classmate Tang Guo! You're too young to understand. "

Tang he couldn't help it. He reached forward and took Tang Guo's arm. He said in a hurry: "Guo Guo, come out, I'll tell you something!"

With a sigh, the old man stood up slowly, bent his back, and went out to the door, making a low voice: "I shouldn't have come to disturb your days. People are always annoying. I'll go!"

Tang Guo's eyebrows frowned slightly. Seeing the lonely figure of the old man, he felt sour. He threw away Tang He's hand, and his figure appeared in front of the old man. He said in an urgent voice: "don't go, grandfather fan!"

Tang He walked up to the old man quickly, supported him by the arm and said, "old man, please calm down and have a cup of tea."

Brahma is also convinced, the old man is too good at acting, in front of the old man, he is still too young, a simple action, let Tanghe and Tangguo believe it, heart pity, this kind of poor trick, no one can play the old man, in order to put down the farce, he can only apologize, said: "I admit I was wrong, in the future will never talk about you in front of outsiders." Be careful

The old man smiles, turns to look at Brahma, and sighs: "Xiaotian, you have to remember that a man who wants to make an apology must show a sincere attitude, which can make everyone believe that you have a red mouth and white teeth. As soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip, is it an apology?"

"What else do you want?" Brahma frowned slightly and asked.

"I don't want to do anything, and I don't dare to do anything. If you really want to apologize, you'll take Jin scale..." The old man said with a sigh: "forget it, I'd better go! Let's have dinner with your family! "

Brahma was speechless. It turned out that the old man wanted zabal to give him the golden scale chair. He reached out and grabbed it in the air. Suddenly, a colorful vortex appeared in the hall. Then the golden scale chair flew out of the vortex and landed in front of the old man.

As soon as the old man's eyes brightened, he looked at Brahma with strange eyes and asked, "do you really want to give it to me?"

"Just take it, as long as you don't play a moth!" Fantian leaned on the sofa and smoked a cigarette. But the next second, he saw the old man chuckling and touching the golden scale chair. He felt that the golden scale chair must be greasy, otherwise the old man would not bother to get it.

The old man sat on the golden scale chair and said with a shy smile: "Xiaotian, you haven't found the beauty of this chair after sitting for so long?"

Brahma frowned slightly. The old man's words pierced his heart like a poisonous needle. His heart was aching. But he pretended to be indifferent and said casually, "I don't know the beauty of my chair!"

"What's the beauty of this chair?" The old man gently stroked the golden chair and said that he was very sure that Brahma certainly did not know the beauty of the chair, otherwise he would never give it to him easily.

Zabal gave this chair to Brahma. He only knew that this chair was made of gold. It was not comfortable to sit on it. He put the golden scale chair in the palace of the king of spirit just to show his wealth. Besides, Brahma really didn't know what the beauty was!

Tang Guo walked up to the old man and saw that he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. He asked curiously, "grandfather fan, do you think this chair has a bright future?"Seeing that Brahma was suffocated, the old man was in a good mood and said to Tangguo, "let's talk about the beauty of this chair, our great spirit king."

Seeing that Tang Guomei was looking at him, Fantian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "this golden scale chair is made of gold Actually not There is another mystery... "

The old man interrupted Brahma's words with a wave of his hand and said, "OK, take a rest! Don't make up stories for me here. You don't even know the beauty of this chair. "

"Granddad van, what's the beauty of this chair? Tell me! " Tang Guo blinked a pair of big eyes, like a curious baby, looking at the old man said.

The old man stood up slowly, let Tang Guo sit on the chair, and said: "Guo Guo, this chair is given to me by Brahma. I'll transfer it to you now. It's just a meeting gift I'll give you later!"

"Thank you, granddad van!" Tang Guo sat on the chair and said with a smile.

Fantian thought it was ridiculous. He was scared by the old man and thought that there was something mysterious in the chair. Now it seems that even if there is something wonderful, it's not enough. Otherwise, the old man would not give it to Tang Guo. He stood up and walked to the kitchen, but he didn't want to see the old man's Yangko and children's play for a while!

"This chair is actually not called the golden scale chair, but the eight wasters fighting against scale armor!" The old man raised his voice and said solemnly. He immediately put out his finger to the chair. A golden light shot out and poured into the chair. The golden paint on the chair began to fall off.

Brahma, who was about to go to the kitchen, also stopped. He turned around and saw that all the gold paint on the golden scale chair had been stripped, and an ochre colored chair appeared in front of him. He thought to himself, how can the eight wasteland anti scale war armor be related to the chair? He had never heard the old man say that the eight barren anti scale war armor sounds like a very powerful look.

Tang Guo is a little afraid. She wants to get up and leave the chair, but suddenly a strong suction envelops her. Her whole body is like being swallowed up, and a sense of desolation rises in her heart. In an instant, the whole person is wrapped by desolation, and she feels calm in her heart. She looks down at her arms wrapped by scales, and many parts of her body are wrapped by scales, which quickly spreads to the world Around her body, she felt that she had gained great strength. She stood up slowly and moved her arms. The space was shaking.

The old man said in an urgent voice: "Guoguo, don't launch the spirit power, otherwise this underground city will be destroyed! Use your mind to communicate with armor, and fully integrate armor

Brahma had a heartbreaking feeling. He turned and walked to the kitchen. His legs were as heavy as lead. Once upon a time, such a treasure had been sitting under his ass, but he didn't find it. The scene in front of him was a heavy blow. Once again, he was stimulated by the old man, which made him understand that ginger was still spicy! I also found that the old man didn't do it easily, and it was a big hand. It was such a treasure, not to mention how domineering the name was. When Tang Guo was wrapped in the armor and sent out the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, he was absolutely extraordinary and was given away by the old man.

Brahma also said that the old man was careful, but in a flash, the old man gave him a big mouth.

At this time, he felt deeply that there was an old man in his family who had a treasure. What he said was true! Brahma sighed in his heart that he should keep a low profile in front of the old man in the future. As Tang Guo said, he can't get along with the old man.

Fantian went into the kitchen, but was pushed out by Chen ma. She said: "Xiaotian, Junzi is far away from cooking. I'll do it myself. I don't need your help!"

Vatican was extremely embarrassed. He didn't want to face the old man and Tang Guo, so he wanted to dodge in the kitchen for a while. But now he was pushed out by Chen Ma, and he wanted to disappear in the villa immediately.

Tangguo stands in the middle of the hall and merges with the battle armor. Brahma pretends to be relaxed and looks at Tangguo's battle armor with a cigarette in his mouth. The thick light is flowing on the battle armor. It can be seen that eight boa constrictors are walking upstream of the battle armor. The eyes of the boa constrictors are staring at him, as if they are sending a provocative signal to him.

Brahma was very unhappy. He cursed the eight wasters for fighting against the scales and armor. As soon as he changed his master, he was cruel to him!

The old man sat on the sofa, Ziliu Ziliu drinking tea, looking at Brahma with interest, and said, "have you ever heard of the eight wasters fighting against the scales?"

Vatican also went to the sofa, sat down on the sofa, drank a mouthful of tea, shrugged, smile: "interesting?"

"I don't think it's interesting either!" The old man was smoking a dry cigarette bag and said with a smile.