The boy walked slowly forward, and the old butler and Aunt Mo risked the danger of being caught and freed their hands to block the boy.

But unexpectedly, the young man seemed to have predicted what the old butler and Aunt Mo were going to do, and where they were going to hit, and walked over calmly. The old butler's broom and Aunt Mo's iron spoon were all rubbed over the boy's clothes.

When the boy walked up to Wang Lang, he was unscathed and stared at Wang Lang.

The two of them didn't say a word, they just stared at each other.

Rumor has it that after reaching a certain level of skill, the masters do not need real guns and ammunition to fight, but just use their minds to be at the same level as the other party.

The boy's eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water, while Wang Lang's eyes were much more vivid than the boy.

But Wang Lang is not that kind of master, nor is he a boy.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Wang Lang took out his ears, "Can you fight?"

The boy is serious.

One leg retreated, and the boy suddenly rushed towards Wang Lang, at an outrageous speed, and could enter the national team.

Bang!

Slap!

Slap sex!

The boy was spinning in place, jumping up, and was still spinning in the air for several weeks. His legs were not idle at all, and he kicked six times in a row.

Although all this is a long story, it all happens in the middle of a flash.

Six-legged shoes, it took less than one breath, and Wang Lang took three steps back, his arm hurt like it was broken. He lowered his head and saw that the young man was wearing three-legged shoes, which were kicked by the soles of the feet just now.

There are a lot of red dots on my arms, which hurts so much.

After the boy landed, he kept holding onto the ground with one foot, rotating on the spot, pulling out his leg, and directly swung to Wang Lang's face.

The speed is extremely fast, it arrives in an instant.

Bang!

Wang Lang tilted his body with force, and his body turned around like a wheel, and swept across it.

Slap!

The two of them pulled their legs together.

But it's just a touch point.

Wang Lang stood, and the foot he had just touched was floating.

pain!

Heart-wrenching pain!

The boy is definitely going to the peak and returns to the peak of his realm, which is much better than Wang Lang. Wang Lang has only one chance of winning against the boy.

This refers to the teenager's voluntary surrender.

Of course, this is nonsense.

Wang Lang moved his ankle.

The boy turned his head and looked at Wang Langxufu's foot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth for the first time.

Wang Lang no longer chose to be passively beaten. This time he took the initiative to attack and attack first.

With his hands clenched his fists, Wang Lang rushed towards the boy.

The boy remained motionless as a mountain, and the two of them came into contact with each other in an instant.

The two people fight very quickly, and they often get the meat when they are fisted but they are withdrawn when they are clicked.

At the beginning, everyone could see the movements of the two people waving their fists at each other, but the further they reached the back, they could only see the shadows of the two people.

At first there was a sound of slap in the fight. The later it went, the smaller the sound, and in the end it was impossible to hear it, only the whistling wind.

Bang!

The two of them acted like they had suddenly frozen.

Wang Lang's fist was pressing against the boy's heart, and the boy's fist was pressing against the ribs at the bottom of Wang Lang.

But neither of them felt good.

The boy smiled, and his lips that were raised just now were even more upside down.

The two of them were both feet and their legs were inserted between each other's knees. Wang Lang bent his knees and pressed him, and the young man also bent his knees and pressed him.

The two of them had the same movements and were unable to tell the difference. But experts can see that Wang Lang was a little worse than this boy. They always felt that the boy seemed to have a little more things than Wang Lang, but they could feel that that kind of thing but they couldn't tell what it was.

The two of them had the same strength to beat each other, but because the boy had that kind of thing, they were slightly better, and Wang Lang was slightly inferior. If they continued to fight like this, Wang Lang would definitely be fucked by the boy.

The old housekeeper there also saw this floor, shouted softly, and shook away Jiazi who was coming to attack. He slapped the dog brother with a broom. The broom turned around his body and flew out. The broomstick hit Shuangji's chest. The face, which was already uncomfortable, was instantly flushed. The scale tattoo on his face looked extremely scarlet and terrifying.

The old housekeeper ran towards the boy with a broom. Aunt Mo's iron spoon was getting more and more anxious. After a crazy attack, Ah Hu retreated one after another. Aunt Mo shouted loudly, and the iron spoon died. A whimpering sound came from the iron spoon, which sounded very exciting.

After shocking the opponent, both of them came towards the boy who was fighting with Wang Lang. Both of them valued the boy very much.

"All come back!" the old man on the chair over there suddenly spoke.

The boy who was having sex with Wang Lang was getting more and more smiles on his face, and he was gone.

Slap out with one palm.

Wang Lang punched him up.

Bang!

The bluestone slab under the boy's feet was broken, and Wang Lang took several steps in a row, and the bluestone slab under his feet was also broken several times.

The boy flipped a few times and finally landed behind the old man.

The old man stopped playing with the jade ring, stood up with the armrest of the chair, "Shuqin, you and my husband have a fight, but in the end they fell to this field. Tell me, why bother? Give me the things, give me Xiaomei, I will build a temple for you, and ask a group of Taoist monks to accompany you to recite scriptures and debates all day long, so that you, Qinglantern, Ancient Buddha, will live the rest of your life, what's wrong?"

"Dirty." The old lady of the Yu family gently twisted the Buddhist beads.

The old man laughed, "Shuqin, this way, you can give me a condition. As long as you hand over the golden body you hide and hand over Xiaomei, you can get whatever conditions."

"I don't have any conditions to drive. You leave, otherwise I'll let the butler take action."

"Shuqin, it's not that I don't want to leave, nor that I'm bothering you again and again. To be honest, I have an incurable disease. The famous Chinese and Western doctors have searched all over the world, but not long ago, an old man told me that there is a golden body hidden in our Yu family courtyard. As long as I get the golden body, I can live. Shuqin, our father has never told me that there is any golden body in our yard, so I can only make this decision. I don't want to die yet, Shuqin." The old man's voice trembled, and his whole expression seemed to be in despair.

The old lady of the Yu family stopped her fingers and stared at the old man opposite, trying to see whether the old man was telling the truth or lies.

But the old man said nothing about him or her lying.

After all, men know men, Wang Lang doesn't believe in the old man anymore and tells the truth. The truth is lies.

The old man stopped step by step and walked towards the old lady. Several guards hurriedly followed, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

The old lady of the Yu family held Buddhist beads in both hands and struggled.

When the old man was about to come, the old housekeeper and Aunt Mo stopped the old lady of the Yu family.

The old man's voice trembled, "Shuqin, do you have the heart to see me suffering from illness. Do you die so early? I admit that I am sorry to our father, but I didn't do everything to let our Yu family pass on the family line? What have I missed to do to our father? Things are dead, but people's hearts live. If it weren't for me, could our Yu family courtyard still be preserved? Shuqin..."
Chapter completed!