Chapter 912

He turned around and was about to ask a few questions. Suddenly, he felt a cold air coming from the outside. It was like a heavy snow in the middle of winter.

Yuan baby period master!

An Su Dong knew in a flash what cultivation the bearer was.

The four people sitting at the table behind him were only in the later stage of the golden elixir. They were rare experts in the past, but now they are not worth mentioning at all.

"Here comes Mr. Yang!"

The bearded man's face changed.

The other three were staring at the door.

On the contrary, those mortals didn't feel anything. They just shivered and complained about how cold it was on a hot day.

The waiter of the hotel saw an old man in shabby clothes coming in at the door, with disdain on his face. Under the sign of the boss, he regarded people as beggars and blocked them directly at the door.

"This old gentleman, we are full. If you want to have dinner, please change your family." The waiter's voice was cold.

This society looks at the status of money, not only the upper class circles will give people a huge sense of gap, in the circle of ordinary people, no money is still very despised.

A waiter in the restaurant also looked down on the beggars on the road.

"Money?"

Mr. Yang laughs, "I haven't come out for many years. I'm not sure what the current common currency is, but along the way, the world has changed a lot."

"Madman!"

The waiter pushed Mr. Yang. He was more and more sure that this guy was a beggar. He would talk crazy when he was hungry.

"I'm not crazy." Yang strange old strange good temper, happy way: "when I came out, your baby's grandfather is estimated not to be born."

"Isn't it the madman who talks crazy?"

The waiter sneered: "old madman, do you know how many years my grandfather's generation has been up to now?"

"Your family's longevity is only three hundred years."

"Yes, for more than 300 years, you are an old beggar. Why do you live for more than 300 years? I really think I'm the king of thousands and the turtle of 80000 years! " The waiter spat and waved impatiently, "go, go, old madman, don't scare the customers in our shop."

An Su Dong, a strange old man in the late Yuan Dynasty, was just one step away from being immortal. It was nothing to live for a few hundred years. He said, "waiter, I invited this old man to come in."

"Sir, he..."

The waiter scratched his head. He couldn't figure out how someone interested in madman came out.

I can't help but turn around and look at the man sitting in the counter. When I see my boss nodding, I get out of the way.

"You're a short-sighted child."

Yang patted the waiter on the shoulder and went in with a laugh.

"Cut!"

The waiter rolled his eyes, "old madman."

"Elder martial brother, what does that boy mean?"

"I don't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power in him. I seem to be an ordinary person."

"If I say it, it's just an ordinary person with a soft heart, but it's really good-looking. Tut Tut, if you take it back, can you make a cauldron for Qing'er?" The youngest girl looks at an Sudong.

In any place, any woman shows this kind of look, even in today's society, it is enough to shock the world.

The bearded man lit a cigarette, squinted at an Sudong, and said in a low voice, "don't worry about him. As long as Mr. Yang doesn't come to trouble us, we'll sit a little longer and leave."

"The place where Yang laoguai appears is the place of right and wrong." Little white face is dignified.

It's obvious that the four brothers are afraid of Mr. Yang.

After entering the door, Mr. Yang just took a look at the four bearded people. Then he sat across from ansu East and said with a smile, "look at you. You have a full heaven and a rich life. It's not bad. Today you come out to help me out. It's your good fortune."

"Old devil, don't put on airs here, a demon cultivation in the later period of Yuanying. Believe it or not, I'll kill you with my hand up!" Ansudong said coldly.

But his voice is very small, mixed with sound, only the two of them can hear.

Yang old strange a Leng, scared a jump, again see an Su East, the eyes can't help but show murderous.

It was Yang Laoqi's greatest shock to be called Xiuwei.

Only those with high accomplishments can see through the accomplishments of the lower class at a glance.

However, the young man in front of him was in his twenties. If you want to say that he had a cultivation beyond the period of transforming the spirit, old Yang really didn't believe it.

But strange things happened in front of him. Believe it or not, the young man did it.

After living for a long time, the young man's impetuousness had already faded away. Yang Laoqi gave a ha ha, "little brother, it seems that you are too old to see. You don't have any spiritual power fluctuation, but you can call out my cultivation. I think there is something strange in you?"

An Su Dong took a sip of beer, purred a few times in his mouth, and then vomited out, "I'll ask you a few questions, so that we can prevent the well from invading the river. What do you think?"

Asshole!

Yang laoguai was very angry. A little boy came to him and pretended to be a ghost.

But on the surface, there was a little smile, "you say."

"What is the first Yinsha bead?" Asked an Sudong.

"The natural magic weapon formed by the strong condensation of yin and evil spirit has the power of top-grade magic weapon. The strength is not in this, but can be integrated into any magic weapon to refine and nourish again, even if it is to refine the best magic weapon." Mr. Yang said slowly.

There is nothing to hide. Instead, he wants to find out more about an Sudong.

"So little brother, what kind of cultivation are you?"

Yang old strange grin, but a great ease of posture, turned his head and said: "boy, give me a pot of good wine grandfather."

"Madman!"

The waiter scolded, this is what age, wine is on the bottle, also what a pot.

"Higher than you, anyway."

An Su Dong looked at several people at the back table and said, "they're looking for Yin Sha Zhu. So are you?"

"Almost, everyone wants this kind of thing, but with their dolls, don't even think about it."

Mr. Yang grabbed the Erguotou on the table and took a sip of it. "It's not spicy enough. Now the wine is just like water. It's all for women. The old man doesn't taste good enough."

"You don't know anything. Obviously you don't come to yinshazhu. I shouldn't embarrass you, but you were too unreasonable. Although I was practicing evil, I was also a reasonable man. I'll fight after I go out. If you make a mystery, I'll kill you. If you are really better than me, I'll fight whatever you want. What do you think? I've lived 730 years. For the first time, I've been ignored by a younger generation. I can't swallow this tone. "