Chapter 801 (1/2)
”Who is it? Is it the swindler sun Xinger? ”
Zhu Junlan, like a runaway wild dog, rushed out of the gate.
Ge Wuyou followed.
Open the door of heaven and man, outside stood a middle-aged man with elegant appearance.
The middle-aged people are tall, with slender legs, ape shoulders and bee waist, and the proportion of skeleton is very comfortable. They belong to the body shape of golden ratio, but they are not clumsy.
His eyes were black and white, like deep and clear spring eyes, bright but mysterious. His sword eyebrows were thick, his cheeks were plump and full, his nose was like gall, his mouth was like Dan. He was the kind of masculine and beautiful man that people would remember at a glance. He wore a moon blue scholar robe, with a square jade clasped between his forehead and a long sword hanging from his waist, Will be a natural and unrestrained temperament, highlight the most incisive.
This appearance, coupled with such costumes, makes people connect with those rangers who wander around the world and help each other in case of injustice.
Seeing this man, Zhu Junlan and Ge Wuyou were all stunned.
”Er... It's Mr. Tan...”
Zhu Junlan subconsciously saluted.
Ge Wuyou was very surprised and said, ”master... How did you come back ahead of time?”
The middle-aged man is tan Congyuan, the tower keeper of the heaven and man tower of Beihai empire.
”Oh, I'll come back early. My dear apprentice seems to be surprised. Don't you welcome me as a teacher?”
As soon as the middle-aged people open their mouth, a strong sense of Hippie and smiling face fills the air. The chivalrous temperament formed by the combination of handsome appearance and natural and unrestrained clothes suddenly collapses.
”Er...”
GE's Brook, a black well, is struggling to bear the tuckus in his heart. ”Master, are you going to make complaints about the white prostitutes and the whore? That's why I escaped early. ”
”Where is the disciple who says so about his master?”
The middle-aged man suddenly looked angry.
Ge Wuyou looked at him and did not speak.
The middle-aged man broke through again and said, ”er... Ha ha, my dear apprentice guessed right again this time. I really know that I'm not a apprentice. Ha ha, that's right. I'm in debt again. Good apprentice, give master half a thousand Xuanshi first. How can master repay the debt?”
The sad expression on Ge Wuyou's face became more intense.
”No money.”
He pointed to Zhu Junlan and said, ”I lent him all the Xuanshi.”
Zhu Junlan's facial muscles twitched wildly.