Chapter 27 (1/2)

There is also a hall in Shenzhou City. There are three or four middle-aged people and a young man sitting in the hall. This young man LAN Wenxuan absolutely knows! They are also discussing the news that Lantian south is not dead. It seems that Lantian south is not dead, which has ruined many of their plans.

The humanitarian who is sitting for the first time: ”plan to let it go first.”

There has been a carrier pigeon, no one would have thought that the carrier pigeon flew into the holy land of snow mountain, deep Grass Valley

Five poison powder! I can't imagine that someone in the world has prepared five poison powder. It seems that the ancestors of the blue family are poisoned for human's sake. Now the blue family is teetering in the wind and rain. I don't know how many people are staring at this fat meat. If you don't come back in the afternoon to directly refine baijiedan, there will be no time to cure lantiannan. LAN Wenxuan lies on the bed, thinking wildly, and slowly enters the dream

The next morning, LAN Wenxuan stood in front of the window and watched the hero dancing a pair of iron axes. In fact, he didn't look weak, but if he met an expert, it would be useless.

LAN Wenxuan rises and goes out.

”Good morning, young master. Are you up? ”

”Bring me the iron axe. Today, the young master teaches you how to use it. It's eighty-one moves. You can remember as much as you can.”

”Oh?” The person outstanding full face doubts, carefully handed over that pair of iron axes to come over, for fear LAN Wenxuan can't take to hit a foot. ” But I wonder, young master, is that ok? Both the shadow and the ghost said that the young master was very powerful, that is to say, it was rumored that the young master's weak body could hold up the iron axe.

LAN Wenxuan took the pair of iron axes, held the handle, turned the axe, pulled out two axe flowers, looking at Renjie's mouth wide open, as if he didn't believe that the young master's weak body could play with the pair of iron axes.

”Look, don't be dazed.” As he danced, he called out his name. The two axes danced in the rain and the wind, and the two eyes of the hero were shining. Now he didn't dare to underestimate LAN Wenxuan's weak body. The two axes are dribbling around. Unconsciously, LAN Wenxuan uses some real Qi, and every time he wields an axe, he carries an axe awn.

When the dance came to the end, LAN Wenxuan gave a big shout: ”make the world new!” All of a sudden, countless axe awns were waving in the air, and one of them touched the stone table in the courtyard with a bang. The stone table was suddenly disintegrated.

The shadow and ghost had already been startled in the middle of lanwenxuan's axe dance, and they ran away in their clothes. Seeing LAN Wenxuan dancing with two axes, his eyes were full of surprise and admiration.

Looking at the light in Renjie's eyes and the envy of shadow and ghost, LAN Wenxuan was so happy that he said, ”I'm not bad at dancing.”

Maybe happiness brings sorrow. LAN Wenxuan is happy and proud. Suddenly there is a burst of empty voice in the back of his head. Combined with this old voice: ”now young people, without any sense of public morality, stir up my old people's dream in the early morning, and eat me a pot...”

At this time, there was no LAN Wenxuan, and he didn't care what to say, because although the sound of breaking the air behind didn't have much strength, he would lose his face in front of Renjie and the two kids who were hit. He quickly turned back and picked up the flying things with his hands.

”The smell of urine? LAN Wenxuan vomited and found that the old man who lost the game was still climbing on the wall. The old man was definitely not an ordinary man. LAN Wenxuan used three layers of genuine Qi to throw the game towards the old man. The old man, looking at the flying objects, yelled: ”Oh, no, young people are going to kill the old man. Help me.” Although the old man cried like this, he was not flustered at all. As soon as he lowered his head, the pot flew over the old man's head. There is no sound of breaking. LAN Wenxuan is a little strange. He is going to ask the old man a question.

This is a clear voice: ”grandfather, do you greet people like this? What's this? It stinks. ” LAN Wenxuan thought in his heart that he would not be so clever. He threw a chamber pot back to the old man and granddaughter? The pace of preparing to go forward and ask for a crime also stopped.

The voice was clearer than that of a oriole, but the old man seemed to see a ghost and said to LAN Wenxuan, ”I'll play with you next time.” At the end of the talk, the man had slipped down the wall. ”Good granddaughter...” the voice is getting smaller and smaller. Maybe she came into the room.

”Why do you make so much noise and smash a stone table? Did you do it again? ” Nangong Xiang'er, who is making breakfast, is surprised by the noise.

”It's not me, it's the young master.” This is the big fool's answer to simply, also answer of course.

”You don't want to live? Just a few days. How many things have you broken? ”

”Yo.” LAN Wenxuan came forward and touched Nangong xianger's face. When did you become our housekeeper? Nangong xianger said: ”you...” she didn't dare to see LAN Wenxuan. She couldn't lower her head. I can't say a word.