Chapter 924

At the entrance of Los Angeles couple food street.

"Are they really not going to trouble us again?" Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Tong Waner couldn't help but show a look of doubt on her face and whispered.

Without waiting for Wang Xiao to speak, an old voice came from one side: "naturally, it's impossible to find trouble again. The ruffian's heart has been broken by the boy just now. As long as the ruffian has any bad ideas, his heart will burst open and fall to the ground and die, how can he still have life to find trouble."

While talking, the white haired old man walked up to Wang Xiao, patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "boy, it has been several months since Lin Cheng left. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Yes, old man, we haven't seen each other for a long time since you sold me some rare herbs in the black market in Xicheng District of Lincheng last time and left."

Wang Xiao also nodded and smiled at the white haired old man.

This white haired old man is a mysterious ancient martial elder he once met in the black market on the outskirts of Xicheng District of Lincheng. The old man not only sold him the rare medicinal materials in his hand, but also gave him a Tianchan cloth bag.

Because of this, he was also very impressed by the old man with white hair.

So when he saw the white haired old man in Los Angeles, he was a little surprised.

"Boy, thanks to you just now, you helped me out of the siege. Otherwise, the old man and I will be bullied in a foreign country!"

The white haired old man arched his hands at Wang Xiao and thanked him.

Wang Xiao stopped him in a hurry and said in a slightly joking tone: "old man, look what you said. With your strength, even if I didn't do it just now, you can't be bullied."

Wang Xiao's remark is definitely not modest.

When he saw the white haired old man in the black market on the outskirts of Xicheng District of Lincheng that day, he was just a master of Qi Jin. Because he couldn't see the cultivation of the white haired old man and didn't feel the danger from each other, Wang Xiao just thought that the white haired old man should be half step yihuajing or yihuajing cultivation.

But now Wang Xiao is already the strong one in the heart flower realm, but when he observed the spirit of the white haired old man, he was stunned to find that with his current cultivation, he can't see the depth of the white haired old man.

This white haired old man, even if he looks at the land of China, is probably a first-class ancient martial strong man!

"I'm joking, old man. I'm old and my bones are crisp, but I can't stand big moves. Now the ancient martial world still depends on you."

The white haired old man modestly waved his hand and smiled at Wang. He didn't deny Wang Xiao's words, but he didn't admit it.

"Brother Wang Xiao, since you know each other, why don't we find a place to sit and chat?"

Wang Xiao also wanted to say something. At this time, Tong Waner, who was gentle and virtuous, already spoke and suggested.

Wang Xiao realized that he was really different from the white haired old man when he stood like this. He couldn't help asking the white haired old man, "old man, as the saying goes, it's a great pleasure to meet an old friend in another country. Why don't we find a place to drink?"

"The old man will not refuse the invitation of the boy, but I can't drink any foreign wine..."

The white haired old man stroked his beard and smiled.

Wang Xiao also smiled and said, "don't worry, old man, I'll drink white with you today."

"That's naturally good." The old man with white hair also grinned. He had not drunk Baijiu for a long time, and he was too greedy.

Immediately, Wang Xiao and Tong Waner helped the white haired old man put away the things on the stall, and then walked into the couple food street.

They found a small Chinese restaurant, ordered some home-made dishes and bottles of Maotai, and drank.

Because both of them came from China, Wang Xiao and the white haired old man couldn't help drinking more cups because of the joy of meeting old friends in other places.

After three rounds of drinking, Wang Xiao opened his mouth and asked the white haired old man, "old man Wu, why did you suddenly come to beizhou?"

Wang Xiao also learned from the old man with white hair that his name was Wu chengshuang.

"Old man, I love wandering in the Jianghu and wandering around. I have nothing to do recently, so I came to beizhou mainland to play."

Old man Wu heard the speech, drank the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and said with an intoxicated face.

Wang Xiao looked at Wu chengshuang suspiciously and said, "old man Wu, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. How can a peerless expert like you go to a place casually? You must have an attempt to come to beizhou this time?"

Wu chengshuang's face was indifferent, with an ignorant expression. He smiled at Wang and asked, "boy, what do you mean by this? Why can't I understand it?"

"Now that I've talked about this, I'm not talking nonsense. Old man Wu, you should come to beizhou this time for the tomb of the ancient martial ancestors?"

Wang Xiao looked straight at Wu chengshuang and said with a solemn face.

His voice just dropped, and Wu Cheng Shuang's hand holding the wine cup was slightly trembling. The Baijiu on the wine glass was dripping several drops. In the eyes of Wu Cheng Shuang, the eyes full of vicissitudes, he had a flash of light, but soon he was covered up by him.

But Wang Xiao on one side clearly saw the look of Wu chengshuang.

"What is the tomb of ancient martial ancestors, boy, what do you mean?"

Wu Cheng still pretended to be ignorant on his face and asked Wang Xiao suspiciously.

Seeing old man Wu's expression as if he really didn't know anything, Wang Xiao was angry and funny.

"Old man Wu, you are too hypocritical. Everyone is an ancient martial artist and knows the importance of wealth and land. Even if you are really interested in the treasures in the ancient martial tomb, I won't say anything about you. Why do you pretend like this?"

Wang Xiao said somewhat unpleasantly.

"Boy, although I do know the importance of the land of wealth partners, I really don't know what you're talking about about the tombs of ancient martial ancestors!" The witch spread his thin hands in pairs and said solemnly.

Seeing Wu chengshuang's lack of oil and salt, Wang smiled helplessly. Are all the peerless experts so low-key?

As soon as he turned his eyes, an idea appeared in his heart, with a look of regret on his face and said: "since old man Wu said so, it's a pity. I wanted to talk about cooperation with you and enter the ancient martial heritage tomb with those people of the Chinese dragon group."

"Those people of the dragon group said that even if the relics of our Chinese ancestors fall into the hands of our Chinese ancient warriors, it is better to fall into the hands of those overseas ancient warriors!"

As soon as the sound of Wang's joke fell, the Wu chengshuang's eyes suddenly brightened and asked conditionally, "those people of the dragon group really say that?"

Speaking out, Wu chengshuang regretted it. He revealed his secret

First, change.