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"Master of six realms", what is the problem with the painting

After leaving the high-speed railway station, Lin Qingqing was also curious.

She also came from a famous family.

Her father also has a certain understanding and collection of calligraphy and painting, and she has been influenced since childhood. At first, when they discussed painting, she also looked at it for a while and found nothing wrong.

"There's nothing wrong with painting."

With a leisurely smile, Su Nan again said: "only with the money of a painting, but only half of the painting was bought."

Lin Qingqing scratched his head, but seemed to understand the meaning of Southern Jiangsu, subconsciously nodded.

"Here comes the car."

Just as he wanted to ask, Sunan had begun to walk towards the edge of the road.

Although the old ghost did not follow.

But he had arranged with the Mohists. When they arrived in Sulin, they would arrange everything.

Now.

Sunan stopped in front of a black Bentley mousse, the car is also a black Bentley mousse. As soon as the two cars appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many people around them.

Anyone who knows about cars knows it.

The top-level configuration of a Bentley is 6.7 million, and that of two is more than 10 million, which is not a small number in the eyes of ordinary people.

A door in the back opens.

Walking down from the car, an old man with white hair was wearing a black Tang suit. In the pocket of his chest was a valuable pocket watch and gold glasses. He seems to be over 60 years old with white hair, but his body is very strong and straight. He is much more energetic than the young man following him.

"Half saint?"

Naturally, Southern Jiangsu saw through the strength of the old man at a glance, and he secretly sighed in his heart:

"it seems that Jiangnan is really a good place."

In the inner city of the southern capital.

Master Huajing is a strong man in the sky, but how long has it been since he came to Jiangnan, near the capital of Jinling? I have already met two strong men. They want to stay in the inner city. I'm afraid the Liu family will become the third largest family.

The old man stepped forward.

After seeing Su Nan and Lin Qingqing's face clearly, his brow was wrinkled, obviously a little stiff. The youth behind him was also a little suspicious of life. He quickly took out his mobile phone as if he was looking at something. Then he looked at Sunan suspiciously and asked:

"are you sent to support by the master?"

"Well."

Sunan nodded.

The young man's words are full of doubts and puzzles. His eyes are not very friendly to the two people in southern Jiangsu. Lin Qingqing shows her eyebrows and prompts her. i_don_ '_t_know_what_happened_today_ ._ Are all the warriors in the south of the Yangtze River so arrogant? You can't help but ask:

"we are sent by Uncle Xiang to help you get rid of the demons. What's the problem?"

"Poof."

The young man didn't reply immediately, but after listening to Lin Qingqing's words, he couldn't help laughing. It seems that Lin Qingqing is a girl, and her beauty is good. Her tone is a little more relaxed, but it's also a bit out of the way:

"of course, there's a problem. Master Yu asked you to accept the demons? It's a dead man. "

"How did you talk to this man?"

Lin Qingqing suddenly raised a trace of anger.

To tell you the truth, at the beginning, Sunan didn't want to come, because he didn't want to take charge of other affairs for the time being. It's just because Su Nan, an old ghost, didn't refuse. But as soon as he got off the car, he was treated like this by the Mohists?

"Mingcheng must not be rude. They are your uncle Dongpo's guests. How did you say that. Don't apologize. "

At this time, the old man with white hair began to speak slowly. Although he was scolding Mo Ming Cheng, he didn't really mean it, because even he himself was a little bit pessimistic about the two people in front of him, and he murmured in his heart:

"Xiang Ding, Xiang Ding, I think you are really confused. Do you really think that my Mohist school is in depression? Let's see what kind of people you invited, an ordinary person and a Taoist master, who came to hanchan for our Mohist family? See how you can explain it later

The old man with white hair gave a cold hum.

This time, the Mohist master Mo Xiang Ding did not only invite the old ghost, but also sent out the same invitation as many people. Only in order to help his old friend, Lao GUI asked Bo to come to Sunan, but Sunan didn't let him come later.

"I'm sorry."

After being reprimanded by the old man with white hair, Mo Ming City shrugged his shoulders and dealt with it at will. In fact, his apology is for the sake of being a guest of his family, Mo Dongpo, or he would not.

"Can we go now?"

Southern Jiangsu looks calm.

When he asked him to come, he had already guessed that there would be such a situation. Although the true strength of the immortal way he built has already been able to surpass the master of shackle realm, in other people's eyes, he is a mortal. There's no way, so Sunan doesn't care.

"We have to wait for someone, and we'll let you know when we're leaving."The old man with white hair didn't reply. Mo Ming City played with his mobile phone, but he answered.

Lin Qingqing was a little upset.

They are guests. How can they treat guests like this? It's like they're licking their faces.

But Sunan stopped her.

From the conversation just now, Sunan can tell that these two people are not the same people as the Mohist masters, and it is reasonable to treat them like this at will. When I met the master of the Mohist family, he would not stay in southern Jiangsu for a minute.

"Grandfather, look, it's master Tianjiang from Jiangyu."

After waiting for more than five minutes in southern Jiangsu, a group of people suddenly came out of the high-speed railway station. Five of them were wearing Taoist black-and-white Taoist robes with a pair of Yin-Yang and eight trigrams.

Five people are wearing a bun, with black hat, the leader is a man of 57 or 78 years old, only one meter six, thin, eyes such as torch. Still holding a black brown hair brush, a simple body.

"Oh?"

The old man with white hair, who had not spoken or even waited to close his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. With a smile on his face, he hurried to meet him and said politely:

"brother Yutian, you've finally come. How are you, you're not tired after such a long ride?"

Jiang Yutian gave the black duster to a slightly tall young man next to him. Then he opened his arms and hugged the old man with white hair and said with a smile:

"this is only a thousand kilometers. My body is still suffering. Besides, brother Zhengyang is in trouble. Even if he can't stand me, Jiang Yutian will come. Who makes us brothers from life to death?"

"Ha ha ha."

River domain day and Mo Zhengyang embrace after the Huo Huo a smile, the sound reverberates.

"Who are you, brother Yutian?"

At this time, Mo Zhengyang found that there were four young men behind Jiang Yutian. The oldest one was 40 years old, and the youngest one was over 30 years old. Moreover, from the breath, he could feel that the strength of these three men was outstanding among his peers.

"Ah, this is my master. This time I will take them out to see the world."

Jiang Yutian pointed to the three people: "Jiang Tao, Fang Qingyan, Xu Fan, Wenhai, this is the sage of Mo whom I often mention to you. He and I are brothers, and we can be regarded as your martial uncle. "

"Martial uncle!"

The four were sensible enough to bow to their fists in a hurry. Mo Zhengyang raised the four men with a smile, and then he called back the city of Mo Ming. The city of Ming is not quick to see your grandfather.

Moming City ran over with a smile on his face, which was totally different from that of Sunan. He said with a smile, "my God."

"Good."

Jiang Yutian smiles and shouts, and praises: "I haven't seen the strength of Mingcheng city for several years. It's not bad that I'm the grandson of brother Zhengyang. It's much better than the four villains I am."

"Ha ha, brother Yutian, you hold him up too high. Go for a walk and have a drink at your house."

"This year, we haven't seen each other for five years, have we? today_ , _i_ '_m_not_drunk_ . "_

"Well, don't get drunk."

After a burst of greetings, Mo Zhengyang took the Tianji people of Jiangyu to their car. But after a few steps, Mo Mingcheng stopped them. He went to Mo Zhengyang's ear and muttered that he didn't know what to say. Mo Zhengyang's face was slightly frozen, and then he waved to let Mo Mingcheng go up.

Listen to his mouth, which means that he should be absolutely responsible for this matter and decide by himself?

"Mm-hmm."

Mo Ming City nodded in a hurry, then came to the south of Jiangsu Province with a high look and said:

"sorry, my grandfather originally said that there were only two people, but now he has four people."

After that, he pointed back to the car that jiangyutian and his disciples had taken, and said in a light way:

"you see, we have come to a car. Now that we are full of people, we might as well take a taxi to our Mohist school. Tickets are not expensive, and you don't have to worry about losing them. The sulinmo family and taxi drivers will know. "

The next second, he saw that Mo Ming City took out 20 yuan from his pocket and put it in front of Southern Jiangsu and Lin Qingqing. He said with a smile:

"after all, you are guests. I have paid the money for you?"

This scene can make Lin Qingqing angry. They're passengers. Would you like to call a taxi? What do you mean when they're licking their faces and asking for another 20 dollars? Worried they couldn't afford it?

What a bully!

"Who wants your stinky money."

Lin Qingqing was angry. She could not help it. She pointed to a black Bentley and asked in a cold voice: "isn't that car empty? What does it mean that there is no place for the car? Your farts and stocks are so big that two people can sit down and four people can sit down? "

They got two Bentleys.

There are four masters and disciples in Jiangyu. There are only two people in Mo Zhengyang and Mo Ming City. There should be two vacant seats in the back car. Why is there no vacant seat?

"Ha ha."

In the face of Lin Qingqing's question, Mo Ming Cheng sneered and said in a haughty manner: "that car is my grandfather's special seat, do you deserve to sit?""You

Lin Qingqing's angry words are a little hard to say.

"Is Ming city still going?"

At this time, Mo Zhengyang rolled down the window and waved his hand to let Mo Mingcheng pass.

"I gave you the money. Do you like it or not? Anyway, even if you go, it's a burden."

Mo Ming City snorted coldly, threw 20 yuan on the ground and got on the Bentley in the back. However, since his good friend Jiang Yutian came, Mo Zhengyang seems to have forgotten the two people in southern Jiangsu, and then he didn't say a word.

With the mooming city on the bus, two black Bentley left, leaving only two people in southern Jiangsu standing on the side of the road.

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