Chapter 45 The old Taoist priest vomited

Snow, flying all over the sky.

The cold wind is cold, the wind is snowy; the silver is wrapped in pink Lingshan, thousands of miles are frozen, and the spring is not frozen. The heavenly pool shakes down to the earth, just like a spring breeze and a fairy. The sword light blew through the sky, and the emperor's purple spirit was at the supreme peak.

A white figure holding a sword was in the snow. The sword danced and flew in the snow. There was no sadness or joy on the teenager's face. He actually danced the sword with his eyes closed. The figure dodged, and he was like the darling of snow, cheering freely in his mother's arms. Snowflakes began to condense on the tip of his sword. His sword did not stop at all, and slowly a snow dragon flew over the tip of his sword.

The snow dragon is flexible, and the sword light explodes. The teenager's sword slowly became slow and integrated with the snow in the sky. At this time, the purple light on the teenager's body suddenly appeared and went straight into the sky, and the snow dragon suddenly rushed up as if chasing the purple light.

There seemed to be a dragon roar, and the teenager stopped dancing his sword and remained silent.

The snow is still drifting, the wind is blowing, and the young man's black hair is arrogant. Snowflakes fell on the teenager's shoulder, layer by layer. White clothes or snow, human eyes can't tell. Not far away, an old man holds a wine gourd, but he doesn't drink. His eyes were burning and bright, and the wine in the gourd was sprinkled on the ground, but he still didn't realize it.

But the teenager is still like a dead tree, full of vitality. The snow on the teenager's body finally buried the teenager completely and turned him into a snowman, standing in the cold roar of the ice. At this moment, the world was all white.

The sword turned white, no longer sharp, and lost its glory.

The wine in the old pot has been spilled, and soon the ground has condensed into ice and covered with snow. Strangely, it is also standing in the wind and snow, but there is no trace of snowflakes on Lao Dao. His eyes still stared at the snowman without blinking, but his face gradually became serious.

For a long time, for a long time.

The old road can no longer be calm. He stepped forward quickly and was about to touch the snowman.

In an instant, the change suddenly emerged.

The white sword drew a sharp sound, and the snowman suddenly burst, and snowflakes splashed everywhere. Lao Dao reacted quickly and found a strange condition. His figure retreated in an instant and stepped on the snow without a trace. When I returned to the original place, I found that there was a piece of cloth flying between the snowflakes in the sky.

The teenager in the snow, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, wiped a bad smile on his knife-cut face, which was very evil.

The old Taoist priest looked down and didn't know when he lost a corner of his green shirt. Looking at the evil smiling teenager, he immediately knew everything and fell in his own way. Being tricked by the teenager, his face trembled, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally said nothing.

He picked up his wine gourd and was ready to take a sip of wine, but found that it had been poured out for a long time and there was nothing. The teenager looked at the old man and smiled. In recent years, he has been taught a lot. The old man is on the side of the well, but it's not a day or two, that's two or three years.

The teenager is not embarrassed and awe-inspiring.

"Old man, are you convinced!"

The old man smiled bitterly and was not convinced. This boy is getting better and stronger year by year. Now he has suffered losses. According to the agreement, he has lost. Looking at the teenager, the old man was sad and happy, talented and intelligent, and learned all his skills. The books collected over the years have also been read by this demon. No matter whether they are well learned or not, whether they can be used or not, at least this demon will recite them.

More than five, the old man can only smile bitterly, and the corners of his clothes have been cut off by others. What else can he say? He won't play tricks and talk about fraudulent attacks, because he knows this guy too well. If he says that, people will definitely say that they are not tired of cheating, and they will only be more humiliated at that time.

The most important thing is that the imperial spirit of the teenager has been fully mastered without his knowledge. The purple gas that just soared is a sign of the success of the teenager. The dragon has soared in the air and the world has changed greatly.

The old man shook his head and said nothing.

The teenager is not going to let him go.

"Old man, don't you keep your word!"

"Old Taoist priest, why are you so shameless? Didn't you say that as long as I meet you, you will admit defeat? Why, don't you admit it? Humph, I don't know who vowed at the beginning, but I didn't expect to be the turtle in the cold pool. By the way, are you the big brother of the turtle, otherwise how could you not let us stew the turtle to eat meat?

The teenager put his sword into the sheath and thought about it in place.

"Well, it must be so, young master, I'm really smart, hahaha!"

The more the teenager said, the darker the old man's face became. In the end, the old Taoist priest became angry.

"Little madman, wait, I won't clean you up."

Seeing Lao Dao's sleeves, he was not afraid of the cold wind and snow, and the teenager immediately retreated.

"Stop, stop, stop, the gentleman doesn't do anything. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Hey, say it well, how dare you scold me."

The old Taoist priest said, and his figure flashed close to the teenager. The speed was so fast that it was shocking.

The teenager knew that it was not good and immediately retreated, but he was still talking.

"Can we talk well? Look at you and fight. Why do you roll up your sleeves? Aren't you afraid of freezing your old things on such a cold day?"

"Ah, little rabbit, wait!"

"Oh, stop, stop, stop, stop, don't hit the face, fight in the face, why can't you remember, ouch."

"Well, I'm going to beat you into a pig's head!"

"Old man, you must be jealous, yes, just jealous."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he stopped and his fingers trembled with anger.

"Why do you think I'm jealous of you, little madman? It's not clear. I, I, I hit you in the face so much that your mother can't recognize it.

Watching the old Taoist priest stop, the teenager supported his knees with his hands and gasped.

"I said, you just admit defeat, okay? You can't hit me!"

"Okay, you said. If you don't believe it, I will learn from heaven. In terms of martial arts, your boy was dumped a few streets by me. In terms of opinions, I know the big man very well. In terms of appearance, I will kill you in seconds with a wisp of white beard. What do you think the old man is jealous of you?

The teenager's eyes widened. This old man actually learned from the young master and could use it so quickly. What a genius. But he couldn't lose. The teenager turned his head and lay on the ground and pretended to vomit, hesitantly.

"I can't stand it. It's disgusting."

"Kid, what are you talking about!"

Although he is old, his hearing is amazing.

"Well, you are still shameless, and you still know the principles of heaven and learn from the next place. You also know that the sky is round and the earth is square, bullshit! He also knows the big man like the back of his hand. Do you know that the big man is going to be chaotic and fart again! The most disgusting thing is that you dare to say that I am more handsome than the young master and fart again!"

After saying that, the teenager got up and began to run. Sure enough, the old man had come.

"Little rabbit, look for death!"

They didn't see two teenagers laughing behind a big stone. It's still the kind of person who eats in his mouth and smiles on his face and points.

"Feng Xiao, don't you think the third brother is looking for death? It's not enough to be abused for a few years, and he dares to provoke the crazy old man."

Another teenager tore off a piece of barbecue, took another sip of wine, and smiled.

"This barbecue is good, boss, don't you think so? This barbecue has to be made by the third brother."

"Fengxiao, let's be right."

The teenager gave Feng Xiao a white eye, but his mouth was still the same, and he also bit the barbecue.

"Haha, I mean, we'd better withdraw first."

After saying that, he threw away the barbecue in his hand and ran away without demeanor, regardless of the partners left behind.

"This boy is really..."

However, before he finished speaking, a dark shadow fell from the sky, which scared him too late to speak and got up to run away. He narrowly dodged the shadow and looked at the disappearing figure. The teenager was angry.

"Good son of a prodigal, you didn't tell me that you ran away."

He spoke, but there was no hesitation at the soles of his feet.

"Drama talent, dare to see my jokes, look for death!"

With an old shout behind him, he almost fell down and staggered on the snow, muttering.

"Dead old Taoist priest, you can't catch Lao San. What are you looking for me for!"

"Hahaha"

The old Taoist morale exhaled and turned his head to look at the original sin of laughter.

"Little, keep smiling and wait until I catch you!"

"call"

The old Taoist priest is very fast and doesn't seem to be tired.

The laughing teenager slipped away when he saw that the signs were wrong.

"Old man, let's talk about it when you catch the young master."

Unfortunately, this is how the tragedy was made, and the teenager turned back.

"bang"

I hit an icicle and fainted.

When he fainted, the teenager was very confused. The young master remembered that there were no icicles here. What happened? Was he cheated by the old guy again? Oh, my God, why does this old man still have a trick? Haven't you hollowed it out for him in recent years? This is unscientific.

His head was so heavy that he saw a lot of stars. The teenager grinned and shook his head. However, soon, his face turned black and the old man appeared in front of him. An old face turned red, but now he was smiling and grabbing the teenager's clothes.

"Hey, little madman, can you escape from my claws?"

The old man laughed, laughed crazily, snowflakes flew, and the cold wind avoided. Xi Zhicai and Guo Jia, who fled far away, shuddered when they heard the laughter, looked at each other and shook their heads.

"The third brother's life is hard, and he has been arrested again!"

The captured teenager accepted his fate and closed his eyes to be punished, but he didn't see any action for a long time and quietly opened his eyes to have a look. The teenager was stunned, stared, his stomach was sour, and he was about to vomit. What did he see?

The old Taoist priest unknowably buckled an ice cube and was looking in the mirror. What's more disgusting is that he was still posing all kinds of faces. The teenager was speechless. The old man's feelings were stinky, but the old Taoist priest almost vomited him with one sentence.

"I'm still quite handsome. This stinky boy is not more handsome than Taoist. Yes, he is jealous of me."

The teenager's face turned wildly and turned red.

"Huh, little madman, what's wrong, sick!"

The teenager can't wait to take off the old man's head and kick it as a ball, but he can't beat it. God is unfair.

With thousands of twists and turns in his mind, he decided to take out his last card and breathe a breath.

"The old fairy is the old fairy. It's so handsome. That's what I can compare with the boy. The boy's admiration for the old fairy is like a continuous river, and it's like a flood of rivers. The stars in the sky are not as good as your wise pupils, and the wild flowers everywhere can't set off your great figure. You come and go in a hurry. The hurried footsteps are also the direction we are waiting to follow. Your beautiful voice like the ostrich is the most beautiful legend in heaven and earth..."

"Puff"

The old Taoist priest vomited.