Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"It's still an old score? If the old man gets ruthless and uses some nasty tricks, one person can make everyone at the title Douluo level of the Wuhun Palace feel in danger!" Meng Xingchen sneered.

"The old man has a very high level of thought." Dao Feng gave a thumbs up.

It is this principle.

"Being the disciple of Titled Douluo, and the only disciple, there are not many opportunities like this, so you must think clearly."

Dao Feng shook his head: "I can't bear the thought of nodding and bowing to the old man all day long."

"The old man promises you not to nod and bow." Meng Xingchen said lightly, this is already the biggest concession he can make.

"I'm afraid you'll break my leg."

"Whoever dares to touch you, the old man will hit his leg."

This is already the biggest concession he can make!

"I still have a lot of problems."

"The old man has a broad chest."

No more refunds!

"My enemies are many and very strong."

"Let them come to the old man, and the old man will clean up one by one."

what!What's so wrong with this bastard? !

It's a great fortune for me to accept you as an apprentice, so don't make it look like the old man is licking his face and begging you, okay? !

"I……"

Zhu Zhuqing was confused, what kind of trouble is this going to do?

It was still the same last second, it was like this this second, and the next second they are going to talk about marriage?

That won't work!

"Bastard, get out of here! I won't accept this apprentice, okay? Why are there so many things?!"

Meng Xingchen couldn't take it anymore in the nagging of Daofeng.

He could tell that this kid had no intention of becoming a teacher, but he couldn't refuse directly to save his face.

"Guru~"

A long voice sounded, and the air ushered in a strange silence.

Meng Xingchen's face turns blue and white, where does this make his old face go?

Zhu Zhuqing looked away slightly, the elder's face still needs to be taken care of.

Dao Feng got up and set up the tent, and then said to Meng Xingchen: "Master, let's eat first, we will eat and drink enough, and you can take care of yourself."

"Yes." Meng Xingchen straightened his back and said as calmly as possible.

Daofeng is helpless, when is this?It's okay, but your size!

Looking at the food placed by the blade, Meng Xingchen was stunned, what's going on?

"Old man, please! If you are not satisfied, please hold back, this is the highest standard I can think of to entertain you now."

What else can Meng Xingchen say?

The whole roast suckling pig, the golden look makes people drool, the juicy fruit, the green color, the breath of life, the transparent pastry makes the index finger move, the frozen soup...

"Xiaosheng, you brought these to this extreme north?"

"How can I? I brought a lot of delicious food at that time, but I consumed a lot along the way. Otherwise, I can treat you with these?"

Meng Xingchen: I don't mean that!

Did I mean you're here for a tour? !

"Grandpa, you're welcome, put down your chopsticks quickly, or they'll all freeze later."

"Ah."

Really fragrant.

"Old man, this ink table belongs to you. I saw it in the snow just now. I think only a person as elegant as you would carry such an object with you. No, I brought it for you in case I lost it!"

Meng Xingchen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: I am a fucking meow, I remember every word your kid said!Don't fool me!

Zhu Zhuqing: "?.?"

Feng has a thick skin.

"Well, you have a heart, kid." The old man took it indifferently.

"It's fine if it's your old one, eat it first when you're old, and take care of it later."

"En." Meng Xingchen nodded slightly.

"Chirp..."

(╯▽╰) So fragrant~~