Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 189 Little old man, come here with a cheerful song (seeking monthly ticket for subscription)

  But the next moment, Ding Mian felt a burning pain in his cheeks.

"you……"

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"you dare……"

  Papa Papa——

  "……"

  Papa Papa--

  Ding Mian has become a pig's head.

  "Senior brothers...help me..."

  Thirteen Taibao came to most of them this time.

   One after another came up to help Ding Mian.

  But it doesn’t matter how many come.

  Songyang hands!

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  Tower palm!

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  Nine curved swords!

Snapped--

  Crane hand!

Snapped--

  As long as the Thirteen Taibao is close to each other, it will inevitably have a slap in the face.

  Let them use martial arts to reach the sky, but it can't match Jin Si's palm.

   "Give you a face, right? Nosy, right? High martial arts, right?"

  Yu Canghai was going to be scared to pee. The 13 Taibaos were all martial arts high-powered people, and they were all first-rate figures in the world, not under him.

   Now the Thirteen Taibao was defeated face to face by one person, and was defeated in such a humiliating way.

  The truthful 13 Taibao already knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

   was originally holding the mentality of hoeing the strong and helping the weak, but I can still be grateful for Yu Canghai.

  How could Jin Si be so tyrannical.

  Thirteen Taibao are full of packages.

  As for the Songshan disciples who came together, none of them could stand up.

  They don’t even have the qualifications to slap.

  "Dog thief, if you want to kill, you have to kill you. What is the reason for such humiliation?" Ding Mian roared hysterically.

  Jin Si dropped a sword in front of Ding Mian: "I respect you as a man, come on, die."

  Ding Mian was dumbfounded, and stood there awkwardly, without moving for a while.

  Jin Si kicked Ding Mian over with a kick: "It's up to you, remember that next time you meet Lao Tzu, please behave for Lao Tzu, otherwise it won't be as simple as being a pig head. Go away."

  The people in Songshan finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

  Ding Mian began to talk about the scene again at this time: "Your martial arts are strong, I am not as good as a person, and I will leave my name. Today’s shame, tomorrow will be..."

  Jin Si rushed directly, and faced Ding Mian with another slap in the face.

   "Does I have to kill Songshan now and destroy your account book?"

  The Thirteen Taibao dare not speak anymore. The Thirteen Taibao is Songshan’s highest combat power.

  Except for Zuo Lengchan, their martial arts are the highest.

  Even Zuo Lengchan is barely one-on-two, and one-on-three will undoubtedly lose.

   Jin Si easily defeated their Thirteen Taibao unscathed.

  To really kill Mount Song, I am afraid that the Mt. Song is just in front of you.

  Everyone did not understand when such a vicious and martial arts man appeared in the arena.

  He was thinking about destroying this person, fearing that the Five Mountains Sword Sect would work together.

  It’s just that, now the Five Mountains Sword Sect only has a nominal alliance left, and it looks like a divorce.

  Why did the Wuyue Sword Sect charge the enemies up and down Songshan?

  In the end, this bad breath can only be swallowed.

  Jin Si returned to Yu Canghai and tore off one of Yu Canghai’s ears.

  Yu Canghai covered his **** ears and looked at Jin Si in horror.

  "On the way, you can just shout. You can call how many people to save you. But if I can't save you, I will get something from you every time."

  Yu Canghai is really scared this time.

  Thirteen Taibao is not enough for Jin Si.

  Other people who can save him?

  I'm afraid that the demon leader Dongfang will make an unbeaten move.

  Lin Zhennan and his wife found Jin Si: "Jin Biaotou, it is also a curse to keep this Yu Canghai, it is better to kill it on the spot."

  They are not as ambitious as Jin Si, and they are really afraid that Yu Canghai will continue to toss.

   "Follow you." Jin Si shrugged.

   "No, he killed dozens of people in my Lin family, how could they be so cheap." Lin Pingzhi immediately objected loudly.

  He now trusts Jin Si more than his parents.

  Lin Zhennan was very heartbroken, and his son also broke down with Jin Si.

  The narrow sense he taught in the early years was the first, but now Lin Ping has long forgotten it.

  Jin Si will not interfere with Lin Zhennan’s teaching his son.

  But he will teach Lin Pingzhi in his own way.

  A gentleman should have the capacity to tolerate others.

   is pure **** in Jin Si's view.

  At the foot of Mount Heng, the inn here is already full.

   Jin Si and others have nowhere to stay, so they can only temporarily live in ruined temples outside the city.

  I just tied the horse rope and is about to get some food.

  I heard the harsh sound of erhu coming from outside the ruined temple.

  I saw an old man riding a donkey while pulling an erhu.

  Jin Si glanced at the old man, such a horrible erhu, how could his mount not to lift him off?

   "Little old man, here's a cheerful song." Jin Si threw a silver ingot to the old man.

  The old man reached out and took the silver ingot into his arms.

  The little old man looked at Jin Si with a smile: "What kind of joy do you want to listen to?"

   "Will the widow complain?" Lin Pingzhi interrupted and asked.

  Lin Zhennan and Lin Wang felt a pain in their chest...

  Son, finally got crooked by Jin Si.

   "Hey, still eighteen feels cheerful."

   "Master, you are very tasteless."

   "Master is very heartbroken, I have nothing to teach you."

  The little old man was speechless for a while, but I haven't expressed his opinion yet.

   "Hehe...the two of you don't fight, although I am not a gentleman, he is not a shameless person, and I will never play that filthy song."

  Lin Pingzhi immediately refused: "Li Qing, take my baggage here."

  The little old man immediately became vigilant. The burden that this young man took was thick and heavy, wouldn’t it contain any vicious weapons?

  But Lin Pingzhi took out an ingot of silver from his bag.

  "Can you play?" Lin Pingzhi threw the silver to the old man.

  The little old man took it casually and glanced at the silver ingot in his hand: "When you are an old man, will you be bent by this trivial amount of silver?"

  "Can you play or not?" Lin Pingzhi lost another silver ingot.

  "Old man..."

  "Can you play or not..."

   "Old..."

  "Can you play or not..."

  "……"

  "Can you play or not..."

  "Have you discussed it? Is it the eighteen touch or the widow's complaint? The old man can also Qinhuai song, which is also very charming."

  The little old man can't hold his silver, two or three hundred taels. I have never seen so much money in my life.

  Under the tree outside the ruined temple, everyone was eating game while listening to the old man pulling the erhu, which was quite pleasant.

  The little old man also mixed a few bites, but saw that Lin Pingzhi collected the leftovers, bones and rotten meat left over from their eating.

  In my heart, this young man had been lavishly before, how could he collect these things at this moment.

   Then Lin Pingzhi led Yu Canghai and Yu Renhao from the ruined temple.

  The little old man was shocked, Yu Canghai of others.

   But at this moment, Yu Canghai was extremely miserable. He was actually tied to a dog leash, and he even ate the leftovers.

  Dignified Qingcheng master, how could he be violated in this way?

  Yu Canghai saw the little old man, and immediately became excited again: "Mo...Mr. Mo Da..."

  But the next moment, I saw Jin Si next to him.

  Yu Canghai died instantly.

   "Oh Huo...you are Mr. Mo Da." Jin Si looked at Mo Da in surprise.

  The head of Mount Heng, a master of good and evil in the world.

  Because of Fei Bin's brutality, he once killed him with a single sword.

  Looking at the rivers and lakes, there are actually no fewer than ten people who are better than Mo Da Wugong.

   But if you want to say a real chivalrous man, you can count as one.

  (End of this chapter)