Chapter 686: Hold and play

"If it weren't for you to use some tricks, why would I fall in?" Patriarch Sun pointed at Jiang Zhou angrily.
"That's not what I said." Jiang Zhou waved his hand, and said indifferently: "You... accidentally, snapped into the pit, and then slandered me by the means? Are you embarrassed?"
"What makes me ashamed? Isn't I telling the truth?" Patriarch Sun frowned, looked at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice: "I just saw you running crookedly, I didn't expect to be here waiting for me... "
"Then can I blame me for running crookedly? I can't do it if I have no strength?" Jiang Zhou shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Besides, if you weren't chasing me, how could I run? "
"What? Is this to blame on me?" Patriarch Sun raised his hand to point to his nose and asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, otherwise, who else can you blame." Jiang Zhou nodded, and then said: "If you stood there just now, why would you sit under the pit now? You said yes. Isn't that true?"
Patriarch Sun frowned, thinking constantly in his mind, feeling that what Jiang Zhou said was reasonable, but it was very unreasonable.
This feeling is very strange.
"What do you want?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Do you think you can't do it?"
"What?" Patriarch Sun stared, stood up, pointed at Jiang Zhou with his knife and shouted angrily: "You fart! You can't do it!"
"I still said that." Jiang Zhou sighed, shook his head slightly, and then looked at Patriarch Sun and said aloud: "If you can't do it, you can go home and rest quickly. I'm too old to help others. What about ordinary things? Those with old arms and legs are not afraid to break you."
"Boy, are you a bit too arrogant?" Erye Sun couldn't help but yelled at Jiang Zhou.
"Yeah, I'm too arrogant." Jiang Zhou nodded and agreed, then said: "Then what do you mean? Do you want to make gestures with me again?"
Sun Erye snorted coldly and did not dare to speak.
After all, his injuries are still aching.
"Don't talk so much about your defeated general, isn't it still your face in the end?" Jiang Zhou curled his lips and said slowly.
"Boy, remember your madness now." Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou at the bottom of the pit and said in a deep voice, "I hope to wait...you can still look like this."
"Don't worry, I will always be like this." Jiang Zhou said with a slight smile.
"I'll come up and kill you now!" Patriarch Sun yelled, his legs forced to jump out.
"Fire Dragon Technique!"
How could Jiang Zhou give him this opportunity, and directly raised his hand, and a small fire dragon went straight to Patriarch Sun.
"You kid! How could it be so fast?" Patriarch Sun's eyes widened and he was very puzzled. He just jumped up and could only resist with a knife.
Boom... Boom!
A cloud of dust fell, and Patriarch Sun was blown to the edge of the pit, smashing the inner wall of the earth pit into a small hole.
"Hey, right, how could it be so fast." Jiang Zhou chuckled, and then said aloud: "Of course I was prepared a long time ago, waiting for you here."
"Boy, you are insidious enough." Patriarch Sun released aura to shake the dust in front of him, watching Jiang Zhou let out a low voice.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Zhou waved his hand with a hint of disgust on his face.
"Am I wrong?" Patriarch Sun looked up, stared at Jiang Zhou coldly, and shouted in a deep voice.
At this time, Jiang Zhou was holding Jin Yuzhu in one hand and playing with the little fire dragon in the other. He shook his head and said, "Of course it's not right. I'm sitting down, how can I be like you." "
"Boy, who do you say is the same?" Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou and yelled coldly, "You mean...I'm so sinister?"
"It's almost the same." Jiang Zhou nodded, and then said: "You are all this old, and it is probably hard to make you honest."
"Are you humiliating me to bully the younger?" Patriarch Sun seemed to grab another point and shouted again.
"You know it." Jiang Zhou laughed, and then said: "Do you still know that you are bullying the small? I thought you didn't know."
"Where does the battle between warriors come in?" Patriarch Sun snorted coldly, fighting reason.
"Yeah, it makes sense for you to say that." Jiang Zhou curled his lips, then said: "But...hey, don't talk nonsense with you, just hit you on the ground, old ghost Sun."
"What? Hit me down? Are you a bit too arrogant?" Patriarch Sun pointed at Jiang Zhou and yelled, "I am also your elder anyway, what do you mean?"
"You look at you..." Jiang Zhou stared at Patriarch Sun, and slowly said: "What you said earlier, the battle between warriors is not big or small, and now you say you are my elder... how ridiculous. , Do you slap your face..."
"Boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I will cut down your head right now! Solve my hatred!" Patriarch Sun yelled fiercely, and he was about to rush from the pit to Jiang Zhou with the knife.
"Tsk tusk, it's not cool to be bombed yet." Jiang Zhou curled his lips, then raised his hand, and the little fire dragon in his hand went straight to Patriarch Sun.
"What? How dare you!" Patriarch Sun shouted angrily in shock.
"You're not talking nonsense? Then I just held it in my hand for a long time to play?" Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes and said indifferently.
Boom... Boom!
It was the same pit just now, and Patriarch Sun ran into it again.
"Let's listen to my advice. If it doesn't work, just go back and forget it." Jiang Zhou shook his head slightly, and slowly said, "Your son will solve the problem by himself, not to mention that it has been solved, and you give it again. Pick it up? Isn't it a bad head?"
"Why is there blood stasis? This time, it is not your heart, but your head?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, watching Patriarch Sun add another sentence.
Hearing Jiang Zhou's words, Sun Qinglong's face changed again, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you sweat so much?" Sun Erye glanced at Sun Qinglong and asked aloud.
"No...it's okay, I'm just too nervous." Sun Qinglong stammered and said.
"Isn't it because of other things?" Sun Erye asked again.
"How, how is it possible?" Sun Qinglong smirked and explained.
"My son took the initiative to pick things up, what's the matter?" Patriarch Sun asked in a deep voice, driving away the dust in front of him.
Hearing his father's question, Sun Qinglong's heart became more flustered, but he didn't know how to interrupt.
"Didn't he tell you?" Jiang Zhou raised his finger and pointed at Sun Qinglong, and asked aloud.