Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Beizhu's remarks are a bit arrogant.

In fact, if Luo Chen and others were not here, Gai Tian and Chen Tu would never believe that this was the famous North Master.

Once the No. 1 master of Peking Universe, it is said that he once dared to fight the emperor and the emperor!

Even if he loses, it is worthy of admiration.

Because the difference in strength is too great, as long as it is not guilty, when you really face the emperor and the emperor, the momentum is enough to make you dare not do anything.

Just like rabbits, sheep and other animals facing tigers, let alone fighting, they are already infinitely fearful in their momentum alone.

But Beizhu dares, I have to say, his courage and magnanimity are worthy of admiration.

But now, no one can connect the thin and cowardly old man in front of him with the famous North Master.

The host hunched back, and went to the kitchen after saying that. There were reserved meals in the kitchen.

Although Julong never eats, Beizhu still stays there every meal every day.

Until the next meal is drained, replace it with a new one.

Gai Tian and Chen Tu frowned slightly.

Because today's Beizhu is more like a dull old man, where is the slightest appearance of Beizhu?

This is not a pretense, but the breath that exudes from the body, which is indeed the case.

Especially at this moment, who is tidying up pots and pans on the kitchen stove, looks like an ordinary old man.

"Brother Luo isn't in a hurry?" Gaitian looked at Luo Chen who was relaxing and drinking tea.

"He is not that important to me, and it is the same to me if I can't solve the first volume of the Forbidden Immortal Book." Luo Chen said softly.

This is the truth, Luo Chen didn't like Gaitian and the others, thinking about using the people listed in the Forbidden Immortal Book to check and balance the current nine great suns.

Moreover, now that the Northern Lord is being stared at by the Allied forces and the nine big suns, it is indeed very difficult to keep.

At this moment, Ju Long was also back. He was very casual, ignoring everyone. After stepping into the yard, he looked at the North Master who was packing the pots and bowls there, and Ju Long couldn't help but shook his head.

But just at this moment, a group of people walked in again.

This group of people is a group of people, all of whom are regarded as young talents of Peking University.

"It's so lively," the headed youth said.

"Here again?" Ju Long frowned.

But he didn't stop or control it.

Because this group of people did not come at him, but at his dad.

Ju Long found a chair to sit on his own, and then lay down, looking at Beizhu and the group with interest.

"Old man, are you willing to go out of the mountain?" the headed young man said with a cold expression.

But the North Lord seemed to have not heard it.

"Beida Zhou is like this, are you still going to stay here?" The other woman had a straightforward expression on her face.

The North Lord still pretended not to hear.

"Beizhu!" one of the young people shouted angrily.

But the north master still didn't react. He was still cleaning up the pots and bowls, and he put a dish in the steamer.

It was reserved for Julong.

And the headed youth took a look, finally.

boom!

The young man grabbed the bowl in one hand, then slammed it directly on the ground.

There was a crash.

The bowl was broken and the vegetables were spilled all over the floor.

The north master didn't finish speaking, his face was expressionless, as if he had knocked it over, he squatted down, and then cleaned it with his hands.

But at this moment, the young man seemed to finally be unable to bear it.

He lifted his foot abruptly!

"Old man!" Ju Long shouted.

The man finally didn't put his foot down!

but!

The North Lord still did not respond as if he hadn't seen it.

"Hey, he is useless." Ju Long sighed.

Then the young man directly stomped on the sprinkled vegetables on the ground.

"Beizhu!" The woman really couldn't help it.

"Can you leave these meals alone?"

"Can you take a look at Peking Universe?"

"Beida Zhou is about to end, Da Ri Jutian is coming!" The woman didn't know if she was anxious or angry, her whole face flushed, she just pushed.

With a puff, the north master was like an ordinary old man, he was pushed to the ground, and he fell on his four legs up into the sky.

Wang Cheng frowned and was about to step forward.

But the north master waved his hand.

Then he turned over slowly like a **** turning over.

Then the north master continued to get up, and then clingingly to tidy up the food scattered all over the place.

This is unbelievable. It is said that Beizhu is a half-step big day.

But let alone a half-step big day, even a slightly **** person would not be like this, let alone a half-step big day.

But this is the Northern Lord, the real Northern Lord.

His kindness and cowardice really don't seem to be pretending.

"Old man, if you live like this, it is no different from dead!" Ju Long sneered.

"I have said this to you for so many years, a total of 178,549 times."

"But today I want to say."

"If you live like this, you might as well die!" Ju Long said coldly.

Then Ju Long suddenly appeared in front of the north master, looking at the north master condescendingly!

He raised his palm!

But at this moment, the north master was scared to hide instinctively.

This is also not pretending, but really hiding.

Instinctively surprised because of fear.

Then looked at Ju Long with some horror.

This scene made Luo Chen's eyes condensed suddenly, and Gaitian's pupils shrank suddenly.

Chen Tu's face also sank.

In the end, Ju Long was able to slap him.

"Snapped!"

Loud applause sounded.

Ju Long's slap didn't hit Bei Zhu's body, but hit his face.

This is the reason why Ju Long's face also had slap marks when Luo Chen came in yesterday.

Because he did it himself, not the North Main.

"How can I have such a useless father like you?"

"Why don't you kill him?" Ju Long turned his head suddenly, looking at everyone in Gaitian and the world.

"If you want to kill, do it as soon as possible." Ju Long left this sentence, and then left.

It stands to reason that such an unpleasant scene happened, or after all, Beizhu is Ju Long's father, in any case, Ju Long should not speak like this.

If you change to a normal father-son relationship, your son will be insulting Lao Tzu in this way, he would have been elusive long ago.

But the North Lord still did not respond.

However, Gaitian and the secular Wei Ziqing and others looked at each other a little bit, but also a little bit stunned.

Because this is really not like the top master of Peking Universe.

"You?" Gai Tian couldn't help but question after waiting for Ju Long and the group to leave.

"Do you still want to protect me?" The northern master smiled.

"If I were your son, I'm afraid I would take the initiative to kill you." Gai Tian said coldly.

Because Beizhu didn't have any courage that his identity should have, it was indeed a shame.

Ju Long left again, or ran out to find the prince again. At this moment, in a mountain col, the prince is holding a rope in his hand, and a person is tied to the other end of the rope.