Chapter 919

Early the next morning, an old man in Taoist robes came to the door of the other hall.

It happened that Rong Sheng came back from filling medicine for the ninth day of junior high school. Seeing him spinning around at the door, he came forward and asked him, "old man, are you looking for someone?"

The old man looked at him kindly: "yes, little brother, I'm looking for my two disciples."

"Apprentice?" Rong murmured, "old man, you're in the wrong place. There's no apprentice here."

"No? But I heard they were right here."

Hearing what the old man said, Rong Sheng felt even more strange: "what's the name of your apprentice, old man?"

"You a Si and you Ning."

Hearing the names of the two men, the original friendly voice immediately changed his face and angrily looked at them: "Wow, you are their master?"

When the old man saw that his face had changed, he was sure that the two unfilial disciples were really in another restaurant.

"I'm really theirs..."

Before he spoke, Rong Sheng hit him with a fist, and the old man hid easily.

In the face of Rong Sheng's sudden challenge, the old man still spoke to him kindly: "what's the meaning of this, little brother? Is it because there's no solution to my two disciples?"

"Gratitude and resentment? Hum, because of them, my fiancee is still seriously injured! The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. I don't think you are a good man!"

Not to mention the fiancee, Rongsheng himself recognized it anyway.

Rongsheng has been angry in his heart recently. He is being pressed here. Others came to the door first.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in Taoist robes and looked like a fairy: "little brother, if my apprentice really did something wrong to you, can I apologize to you for them?"

"Not good!" Rong Sheng's stubborn temper suddenly came up, and what others said could not be heard.

After all, the name of the mixed world little devil of Yaowang Valley is not in vain.

Rong Sheng moved his knuckles and looked at him insidiously: "the debt owed by the apprentice can be repaid by the master!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said gently, "didn't anyone tell you to respect the old man? You don't know how ashamed a young and strong young man wants to attack me, a man over half a hundred years old?"

"Hum, don't pretend! I know your martial arts are by no means inferior to me when you just avoided that punch. In a word, you brought it to the door today, so don't blame me for being rude!"

Rongsheng's wrist turned, and more than a dozen silver needles came out. The old man's palm moved forward. He even sucked all the silver needles into his hand with his internal force, but he was not hurt.

"Rain falling God needle?" the old man asked with great interest, "are you from Yaowang Valley?"

Rong Sheng was angry and immediately replied angrily, "so what? It's none of your business!"

After hearing this, the old man shook his head: "it's not good for young people to be so angry all the time!"

"Hum, less nonsense!"

Rongsheng slapped him, and the old man leaned back and put two fingers on his hemp point. Rongsheng couldn't lift half his strength all over.

Rong Sheng shouted, "why do you order my acupoints? We can fight alone!"

The old man stood up slowly, smiled at him with a wrinkled smile, and then... Slapped him on the forehead!

"You stinky boy, you know I have to fight if I can't fight. Don't you light the light in the pit to die?"

The image of an expert outside the world collapsed in an instant.

His face turned black, but now he has no strength and can only express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"Oh, dare you stare at me?" the old man gave him another shudder. He was sure of his strength, and his tears came out.

"No matter how you stare, you don't know how Yu Wenji taught his disciples. You don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all! Alas, the world is getting worse and the people's heart is not ancient!"

Rong Sheng's forehead was red. He said angrily, "don't say that about my master!"

It's my fault that I'm not good at learning. Rong Sheng can't tolerate others to say that about his master.

"Hehe, what's wrong with yuwenji? If he's in front of me now, I can beat him. Do you believe it? What can you do to me?"

Rongsheng looked at him angrily. The old man looked elated. The contrast with his appearance when he first appeared was too great.

"Well, you really want to beat me now? What a pity, you..."

Oh, what a pity!

Before he finished speaking, he was directly hit with his head against his chest by the voice of being angry.

He stumbled a few steps, covered his chest and showed his teeth: "you bastard, come with me!"

It was Rong Sheng's turn to talk to him proudly: "how about this taste?"

"Oh, it really hurts. Can't you beat your head with iron?"

This smelly boy is better than those unfilial people on his mountain!

"Hum, now you know my power! Let you talk about my master!"

I'm kidding. When he was a child, his head was smashed by many things. Who made him a mixed little devil from childhood.

Moreover, master and elder martial brothers have the same temper. As long as they get angry, they can catch and throw anything.

In the long run, this iron head skill Rongsheng naturally has no teacher. With 15 years of quality assurance, Kung Fu is absolutely qualified!

When the two people can't stand each other, yun'er and Mu Qing come out.

Seeing Rongsheng staring at an old man with white beard fiercely, yun'er came forward and asked him, "Rongsheng, what are you doing?"

Didn't he go to the street to buy medicine for the ninth day of junior high school? Why did he suddenly get involved with an old man.

Rong Sheng, the car had not uttered a word, when he heard the old man over there covering his chest and wailing: "ouch, it hurts, it hurts!"

Yun'er subconsciously walked over and asked, "what's the matter with you, old man?"

"It hurts!" the old man said, pointing to Rong Sheng tremblingly, "it's him. He hit me with his head!"

"Ah?" yun'er didn't understand the situation. He thought it was Rongsheng and mischief, so he stared at him, as if he was blaming him for his ignorance.

Rong Sheng's eyes widened. What the fuck is going on?

His whole body is still numb. He hasn't said anything yet. Does this man complain to the wicked first?

Sir, you are so skinny. Do your disciples know?

Yun'er held the old man and said gently, "don't be surprised. My friend doesn't mean any harm. He just likes to play."

The old man nodded quickly: "no wonder, no wonder! Girl, you are much more sensible than some people... Hum!"

When he said this, he also took a special look at Rong Sheng.

"Hey, I'm so angry!" Rong Sheng pointed at him. "Don't be weird there. Come here if you can. We'll fight to the death today!"

Yun'er whispered, "Rongsheng, stop it!"

"Who's making trouble!" Rong Sheng pointed to the old man and said, "yun'er, don't be cheated by him. He has good martial arts. I'm not necessarily his opponent, and he's still Yuning's master!"

Hearing Rong Sheng's words, yun'er's face immediately changed. She let go of the old man and even stepped back vigilantly, "are you Yuning's master?"

What the reaction as like as two peas and Ronshen just looked exactly alike, the old man could not help laughing. What trouble did you two go down to the mountain?