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"Fool, go, don't care about him, just a liar to cheat money", Fan Ruoxi dragged Feng Chen's hand and went out "I see more of this kind of person".

"Hey, I really treat my old way as a liar. I'm in my sixties. Is it easy for me, if it's not in the martial arts ... ghosts come to this place where the birds don't shit." Old Road muttered, but the body Fa was not slow, and after a short time, he ran to Feng Chen and stopped them.

"I said little girl doll, I'm not the liar on the side of the road who sells sheepskins by selling sheepskins, but I'm genuine." Older said more and more, and patted his chest from time to time. "You don't believe me, or I'll give you a test" .

What Feng Ruoxi didn't know was that the old man in front of him was indeed not a liar, but a head of the Tianjimen of the Huaxia ancient martial art world. The reason why Lao Dao appeared in HB City was left by the ancestors of the Chuangpai a long time ago The inheritance treasure has some induction, and this induction is in HB, so the old man has been in HB for more than a month, of course, this is the last word.

"Who wants you to count, come, give you ten dollars, Feng Chen, let's go." Fan Ruoxi took out a ten-dollar bill from his wallet and threw it into the hands of Lao Dao. It was also never called Feng Chen to be a fool, Fan Ruoxi also divided Qing occasion.

Lao Dao blinked his eyes, and it is estimated that the shadow area in his heart was about the same size as Feng Chen.

Feng Chen looked at Lao Dao with interest, and had a deep laugh in his heart. "It seems that being despised is also regardless of size and inferiority." But Feng Chen can see that Lao Dao should have two brushes. Release, I don't know what to do.

"I said little girl, oh, do n’t hurry to refuse, did I say that, I ca n’t count and do n’t need you to pay, otherwise, if I ’m not sure, how about I give you money? ".

The old way released a big move, I do n’t believe in this evil. At the beginning, when the old way became famous, it was a team patting the long dragon, waiting for the old way to count, and these people are rich or expensive, but now And ...

"Isn't this another fool? Fortune telling others and giving money to others, it's really amazing." Fan Ruoxi stared with wide eyes, looked silly like B and looked at Feng Chen and muttered quietly.

"噗 呲" Feng Chen couldn't bear the laughter anymore, and the few beards in Lao Dao's mouth were also animated by the words of Fan Ruoxi.

"Woohoo!"

Lao Dao rolled his eyes. "You are a fool ... I want to be old .... Hey, don't talk about the original. If I don't count, I will give you as much money as you like."

"Oh, okay, I'm afraid you'll do it, you forget it." After speaking, Fan Ruoxi went to the side and left Feng Chen in front of the old road. Fan Ruoxi didn't want to argue with a fool. With these things going on, Fan Ruoxi is almost wondering if he is a fool.

Lao Dao had already labeled Fan Ruoxi at this time with an "can't afford to mess with it" label. If there is no fate in the future, Lao Dao really does not want to see him, but the fact is the opposite.

"Lady, are you measuring the word or measuring the future?" Lao Dao shook his feet, and at this time looked at Feng Chen like two to five thousand or eighty thousand.

Feng Chen squinted a glance at the old road in front of him, and looked at Feng Chen as if he was a fool. The old road coughed, and his body stood upright. "I really tell you fortune, brother, can you give me some face?"

"Don't believe it, I know you don't believe it" Just after the words, "I" don't know where the old man came up with a weird array.

There are still many dense lines on the array, at this time Feng Chen began to formally form the old man in front of him.

Feng Chen looked dignified and extremely fast. He guarded Fan Ruoxi on the side, released spiritual knowledge, enveloped the old way in his own spiritual knowledge, and within twenty kilometers of the mall as the center, all the spiritual knowledge Didn't find anything unusual after sensing it.

At this time, the old man's expression sank. The old man felt that he couldn't move and couldn't even open his mouth. In fact, the space around the old man was completely confined by the dust.

Feng Chen's coercion rushed to Lao Dao, and the ancient martial arts soldiers who could not even reach the refining system could not stand Feng Chen's wild bombardment.

Lao Dao's body was cold and sweaty, and her face was white and pale. In Fan Ruoxi's eyes, Lao Dao really became a fool in her mouth at this time.

"Who the **** are you?" Feng Chen withdrew his coercion after confirming that there were no threats around him, but spiritual knowledge and true spirit still shrouded the old road.

"Taoyou, no no no, senior, old Tao I am the head of the ancient Wutian machine door, Tao Yang Fengyangzi, come here, the younger generation is not malicious ... just the heritage treasure in the old Tao door induction HB city has me Send some chance, so the old road came to disturb ", the old road respectfully, bent over, saluting Feng Chen.

Feng Chen didn't speak, but looked at Lao Dao with deep eyes. Now Dao Dao is numb, and really wants to slow down the ground with one butt. Fortune telling doesn't matter, he almost didn't take his own life into it.

Feng Chen is unfathomable in the eyes of Lao Dao, completely unpredictable. No matter how old Lao Dao is in the ancient martial arts, he can rank among the top five in the ancient martial arts. There are countless people, but you have never seen a monk like Feng Chen.

"Dare to ask who the senior teachers are, and which school they came from. Lao Dao will back up Bo Li to visit in person." The old way salutes again.

"Oh ... come visit!" Feng Chen said meaningfully.

"Senior, senior, junior means that the junior out of politeness and respect for the senior, so ..." The old man was scared again.

"Okay, am I so scary?", "Who is my teacher, which school do you come from, and you do n’t know?" In fact, Feng Chen did n’t know who he was from, who was the teacher, because he was Learn from the teacher.

"Master", Lao Dao recalled that the martial arts and masters he had met did not have the ability to teach such outstanding young disciples, so Feng Chen was even more mysterious in Lao Dao's heart.

"Well, don't you test past life and this life, then you give me a good test" Feng Chen held out a white palm.

"Senior, you're shameful younger, younger ...".

"If you want to test, you can test, there are so many things," Feng Chen looked impatiently at the old road.

"Senior, you can just put your hand on it." The old man took out the plate and meditated on the formula. The other hand didn't know what was being doodled.

A strange flashed through, and it was impossible to capture Feng Chen's current practice, and his knowledge did not know what the strange was.

A "click" sounded crisp.

The array in Lao Dao's hands suddenly shattered, and the dust was unknown. Therefore, Lao Dao was even more embarrassed, and the disk that had never made a mistake was so broken, and it was broken to the ground.

"Yi" Lao Dao's throat was sweet and he spit out a spit.