Laughs came from all directions.

It felt like the wind was stagnated by the laughter coming from.

At some point, a person was squatting in a corner of the roof. He held a bowl in his hands and ate the spicy soup in a scattered manner. The hot mist rose and the sound of eating was very loud. Although the eating style was not very comfortable, the person who heard the sound was quite hungry.

ha!

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cool."

Shan Qingkong looked over and said, "It's a good ghost in the Sichang, and you are holding your broken bowl and eating those things. You're not afraid of the hook being so spicy."

Chang Ligui raised his eyes and grinned at Shan Qingkong, "Can you eat?"

Shan Qingkong continued to apply Dabao sod honey to his hands, "If you don't eat it, just eat it, Yin'er now pays attention to the cultivation of the forest. Even if the four male silver is in the future, he must be an exquisite male silver."

Chang Ligui turned his eyes and lowered his head to continue eating.

Dong!

Dong!

Two sounds came one after another, and I felt that the roof was shaking.

Wang Lang looked at the source of sound and found two people, one old man and the other middle-aged man.

The old man dressed very coolly, not only the coolest, but the equipment he carried with him added cooler. After landing, he took out a palm-shaped fan from his back.

The middle-aged man behind him, with a Chinese-shaped face, a Zhongshan suit, and a wide lips were tightly closed. The two of them were chasing each other, but after they came up, they stood there without saying a word.

When Wang Lang saw these two people, he was stunned. Isn’t these the two people he met in the hotel before, and they chased and ran to this place. Hundreds of miles of land were quite noisy.

"Ye! Jie Bu Si Lao Gui." Shan Qingkong looked at the old man who was fanning, and then looked at the middle-aged man in Zhongshan next to him, "Jie Si Sei? Have you never seen him?"

Wang Lang glanced at Shan Qingkong, who was still smearing the big treasure honey on his hand. This man not only had the name of the East China Sea butcher, but also the nickname of the East China Sea's broken mouth. Anyone who was targeted by him could be annoyed by him. He felt that this man had never stopped talking and kept saying it there, and he didn't feel tired.

Since he came here, he has been talking, and he is the only one who says something important, and he says everything.

"Tuoba Lianyun, the official's man." Chang Ligui, who was drinking Hu La Soup in the corner, looked up at the middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit, and then lowered his head to continue eating.

"The Yin from the government is here to Jieli?" Shan Qingkong's hand speed slowed down a lot.

The middle-aged man showed a very strange smile. His lips were very thick. When he smiled, he only raised the corners of his mouth, which felt like the cold wind like a knife. "It's time to get off work."

Shan Qingkong's hand returned to its original appearance and continued to apply Dabao's sod honey. Wang Lang felt that Shan Qingkong was going to finish all the bottles for himself today.

He is really a delicate man.

Pan Chan just glanced at everyone with his own eyes, then smiled coldly, and continued to look at Wang Lang by crossing Tong Yaru's mother.

Wang Lang glanced at it.

The few people present, except for themselves and Feitian Taoist, were all in the realm of creation.

These people are rare animals in the entire world. Today, they gathered together. Although there are not only these realms of creation in the entire world, it is extremely difficult to gather so many.

I really don’t know who the Dragon Slayer is. He has such a big deal to collect so many great masters in the realm of fortune.

But Pan Chan did not take action anymore, but just closed his eyes gently, but the speed of the two things in his hand reached a peak, and he could only see a ball of black light in his hand, which was breathtaking. As long as it was released, it could kill people's lives. This is not a hidden weapon. If this is a hidden weapon, he could seriously kill Wang Lang today.

Wang Lang stopped jumping and stood quietly behind Tong Yaru's mother. Today, I have to thank Tong Yaru's mother. Wang Lang did not expect Tong Yaru's mother to save him. Unexpectedly, something happened. I have recorded the favor.

No one of the people spoke.

In addition to the sound of the howling cold wind, there were only the sound of Shan Qingkong rubbing his hands, the sound of Chang Ligui eating, the sound of Feng Laogui fanning his clothes, and the sound of the old man Fire Demon coughing and spitting.

After waiting for a long time, Wang Lang started to stomp his feet. Today it was more than ten degrees below zero. The strong wind on the roof made it even colder. These people were all at a high level, but Wang Lang was really not as good as them.

The Feitian Taoist over there has already started sniffling.

Shan Qingkong had finished applying a bottle of big treasure sod honey. He put the bottle in his pocket. Shan Qingkong rubbed his hands and looked at the Fire Demon next to him, "Brother Fire Demon, are there silver coming?"

The Fire Demon coughed violently, turned his head and spit out, "I don't smoke anymore, I just came out to buy cigarettes. When I passed by here, I heard someone upstairs come and take a look. I don't know what you said."

My day!

Wang Lang was speechless when he heard this. This old guy was also a living treasure.

Shan Qingkong was also slightly stunned, then laughed, "The Fire Demon Old Brother, don't you have a purple path, sei purple path? Feitian, don't you have a purple path?"

Feitian Taoist sucked his nose hard and shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

"Fatty, are you Zi Dao?" Shan Qingkong rubbed his hands and asked Pan Chan.

Pan Chan just glanced at Shan Qingkong coldly and did not reply.

"I've been drinking every day, let's see if you can handle it." Shan Qingkong cursed.

"sei Zidao?" Shan Qingkong asked again.

"Maybe we are the only ones who have received the lucky sticker." Chang Ligui, who had licked the bowl of Hu La Soup after eating Hu La Soup, suddenly looked up and said.

"Then what are we doing in the store? Are we stuffing our weight? Every day." Shan Qingkong rubbed his hands.

"You guys talk, I'm going to buy cigarettes." The Fire Demon was the first to get up.

Chang Ligui stood up in the arms of Haibang, "I'll go and serve another bowl after eating."

Pan Chan's smile became even more serious, and the cold sweat on Wang Lang's back was flowing down layer by layer. I wonder if this grandson couldn't get along with him, and he had eaten your rice?

Just as Wang Lang's little head was running quickly, the fire demon suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wang Lang, "Little bastard, I didn't bring any money. Follow me and go pay the bills for me."

Wang Lang was so moved that he burst into tears. He almost couldn't help calling the Fire Demon Dad, it was a relative. This was a relative.

He ran over with a gaze.

Suddenly, the pain of tearing the skin in the back of his heart. Wang Lang had no time to turn around and avoid it, and a black light came over behind him.

call!

There was a sudden heat on the back, which made people feel a little anxious.

The fire demon stood behind Wang Lang, twisted his wrist and two black things fell to the ground. When they jumped on the ground, they emitted sparks.

Wang Lang sniffed his nose. There was actually gunpowder on these two black lumps.

Wang Lang cursed wildly in his heart.
Chapter completed!