Chapter 387: The language is not amazing

Before Huang Laoxie thought, what Xin Han thought, why did his apprentice use other people's help, that is, he could not deal with Xidu's nephew, and she was also incapable of learning art and died without complaint, and where did others turn to help, so Isn't it the prestige of Pui Le Tao Hua Island!
Seeing that the man's skill was so deep that he stunned the snakes, he fought for the victory and confronted him with the sound of flute, but he didn't want the man to retreat with a touch.
But Huang Laoxie is so easy to pass? Immediately use his own sound to kill the martial arts "Bihai Chaosheng Song".
Dong Xie was originally a man of elegance, and this 'Bihai Chaoshengqu' was his proud work. At this time, besides forcing the man to show up, he also had a showy mind.
But he didn't want to secretly resist the man with the sound of piano.
So yellow pharmacist was surprised. Could this man not only compare with himself in martial arts, but also compare his temperament with himself?
His thoughts immediately played harder and more showy, but as soon as the other party's piano sound came out, the power of the lethality immediately surprised Huang Laoxie!
What's so special! !
That piano tone contains internal force that can hurt people's minds, and it is indeed a superior sound practice method, but in this piano tone, there is no temperament at all, it can be described as incomplete with five tones, and it is not as good as the ghost crying wolf howl before The cry!
It ’s just too bad to play. You still play so loudly, even deflecting Huang Laoxie ’s Bihai Chaosheng song several times. It ’s really uncle and uncle ca n’t bear it. (That day my wife took me to an entertainment show, called ‘Erotic God!’ I ’ll go! Let ’s watch it for yourself.)
So Huang Lao Xie couldn't bear it any more, he was now eager to learn a lesson, this man who plays the piano.
Therefore, he shouted angrily towards this side: "Whether it will play, it is so unpleasant, dare to come out and see!"
Xin Han stopped playing the piano, touched his nose, and muttered: "Is it so unpleasant!"
Huang Rong, who had just taken out the handkerchief in the ear hole, heard it and nodded quickly: "Brother Han, there is something you do not master! I can't stand it!"
Xin Han turned to his second disciple and asked, "You talk about it, it's really so unpleasant?"
Liang Ziweng sitting cross-legged barely smiled: "It's not that hard to hear. Master plays like a natural sound. Such beautiful disciples have never heard of it."
Xin Han was very satisfied with the disciple's knowledge and nodded: "Or you still have a level of appreciation, and then you can play for the teacher alone."
He had just finished speaking, Liang Ziweng ‘poo’. The blood came out of the mouth, but the inner organ was hurt by Xin Han and Huang Yaosi comparing Pinyin Gong.
Feel the pulse of Liang Ziweng. Then he said: "It's okay, the blood is spit out and it won't hurt."
Outside, the yellow pharmacist saw that the secret person didn't show up, sneered sarcastically and said: "I thought it was a good person. But I don't want to be a vulgar, vulgar, and hide his head!"
Huang Rong heard his father say Xin Han. Immediately ran out and shouted: "Bad dad, don't say that, Brother Han!"
Xin Han held the Guqin. He walked out with Liang Ziweng and said to the people on the tree, "Uncle is so elegant. He also climbed trees in the middle of the night to exercise. It's really old and strong, admire and admire!"
After listening to Xin Han's words, Huang Yaoshi almost didn't fall from the tree. You only climbed trees in the middle of the night to exercise, you were old and strong!
Now Huang Yaoshi is more than 40 years old, and he is called old and unyielding.
He moved slightly and landed on the ground, striding toward Huang Rong: "What did you just say? Who is your cold brother? Is this little white face?"
As he approached, Huang Rong finally saw Huang Yaoshi's face, only to see that Huang Yaoshi's rigid face didn't look like a stranger.
Huang Rong suddenly yelled: "Dad!" Running towards Huang Yaoshi, rushing in his arms, crying out loud, yelling: "Dad, your face, how is your face ... how did it change?"
Huang Yaoshi held Huang Rong in his left hand, and slowly peeled a layer of skin from his face with his right hand. It turned out that he was wearing a human skin mask on his face, so he looked weird and weird.
This was his face, but when he saw him in a clear shape, he was full of grace, Xiao Shuxuan, and Zhanran was like a god.
Huang Rong's tears were still dry, and he cheered loudly, grabbing the mask and covering his face, leaning into his arms, hugging his neck, laughing and jumping.
Huang Yaoshi saw that his daughter was still close to herself as before, and couldn't help but show a hint of smile, but then disappeared and asked with a straight face: "Who was the cold brother you just said? Is this kid?"
Listening to my dad's questioning, Huang Rong's face flashed shyly, and introduced to Huang Yaoshi: "Dad, this is Brother Xin Han, he can do a great job!"
Huang Yaoshi couldn't see her daughter's affection for the teenager, and immediately became furious: "Is it great, then dad will try his kung fu."
He suddenly came to Xin Han and printed it with a palm.
Xin Han held Guqin in one hand and shocked Baili with a single move in a hurry.
After a palm, Huang Yaoshi took two steps back, and Xin Han also took two steps. After all, it was Rong'er's dad. He still wanted to show mercy and face, and he didn't step back and was afraid that Huang Laoxie would not come to Taiwan.
Although this palm is half a catty, Huang Laoxie was still taken aback. The young man had such a high martial art.
But he saw that Xin Han's shot was Jianglong's palm, and his eyes were condensed. Is it called the successor of the flower? This palm is even comparable to mine. How can this be done.
Apothecary Huang was intuitively compared with the old call flower, his face was dull, his heart was hotter, he drank: "Good, drop the dragon palm, it seems that you have the true biography of the old call flower, then let me see how powerful you are , Next I will do my best, be careful not to be killed by me! "
Huang Rong didn't worry, and retreated to Xin Han two steps: "Brother Han, don't hurt my father."
Drink ~~~! What does this say, is it fueled by the fire? When your own daughter-in-law said this, Huang Laoxie consciously changed her face to the sole of her shoe. With a flick, a small stone broke out into the air with a screaming voice , Straight to Xin Han.
Huang Yaoshi's stunt ‘finger magic power’
Xin Han smiled and was equally astonished. A small pebble greeted him. With a crackle, the two pebbles met in mid-air and struck a string of sparks. This night was extremely conspicuous.
Huang Yaoshi said angrily: "Boy, how do you do my kung fu?" He spoke on his mouth, his hands kept on, and two stones were ejected from his left and right hands at the same time, adding another three points to his strength.
Xin Han also used his fingertips to break Huang Laoxie's stones. The two people started to jump and jump, looking for a variety of tricky angles that were difficult to prevent. The stones continued to pop up in their hands, attacking each other, and the two kept flashing. Sparks caused by stone impact.
Huang Laoxie finally stopped his hand and questioned sharply: "Boy, I will ask you again, how can I do my kung fu, if you don't say it, I will kill the general rudder of Junshan and ask the old call to go!"
He actually had a handful of stones in his hands, but he was gone, but when he saw the boy opposite, it seemed that the ammunition was endless. If he continued to play, he would lose money. Huang Laoxie was not stupid, and immediately stopped questioning.
Xin Han smiled bitterly: "Uncle, this finger-pointing magical power has been there since ancient times, and it was not created by you. I can't understand it. Also, I am not an apprentice of Hong Qigong."
Huang Lao Xie laughed angrily: "Are you so good as Huang Huang Yasi? The dragon and palm are so magical, who can master the world except for the old flower!"
Huang Rong came up and took Huang Yaoshi's arm coquettishly and said: "Dad, you are wrong, Hong Qigong is not the brother of Han's master, but instead of worshiping Brother Han as his teacher!"
"Nonsense, you girl, for this kid, made up all lies." What a joke, the old guy called Huazi would worship this man as a teacher, did the sun come out west!
When Huang Rong saw his father, he didn't believe in himself at all, and he could not help but muttered his mouth and stepped back, standing next to Xin Han: "Bad father, I don't believe the truth."
Huang Laoxie saw her daughter standing side by side, showing intimacy, and immediately exposed: "Rong'er still can't come, what do you do so close to him? The boy quickly let go of my daughter or not to make you look good."
"..." Xin Han looked at least half a foot away from Huang Rong, and really wanted to ask, which of your eyes saw you holding your daughter away.
But Xin Han is not good-tempered. What can the future father-in-law do, you can injustice me, put your hand on Huang Rong's waist, hug tightly, and look provocatively like looking at Huang Yaoshi, there is a kind of beating me!
Although Huang Rong likes this feeling, he is not so close to Brother Han in front of his father. He gently swings his body and wants to get rid of Xin Han's arm.
But Xin Han ironed and Huang Yaoshi got on the bar, his arms were iron, and he didn't let go, so Huang Rong swayed his body and broke free. In Huang Yaoshi's eyes, the two twisted their bodies to show their ambiguity, plus their daughter's red bleeding Complexion ...
Huang Yaoshi was so hung up that he didn't vomit blood. You two are too damaging. You want to do something in front of me! ! !
"Boy, don't let go!" Huang Yaoshi's shot is "Luoying Divine Sword Palm". His arms are waving, all of a sudden, palms are everywhere.
Of course, all the palm shadows went to Xin Han, bypassing Huang Rong and covering him.
Xin Han didn't want to drink Huang Lao Xie and went on trouble anymore, in case it really caught fire, it was not good to hurt him.
Immediately performing Lingbo's micro-steps, with Huang Rong, Xian Ting walks in the shadow of the sky.
As he walked, he talked to Huang Laoxie: "I said, Uncle, how old are you, and you are so angry that this is bad for your health!"
Yellow pharmacist was furious: "The boy has the ability to speak with his tongue ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You have the ability, don't hide your victory with my real sword!"
To say that Huang Yaoshi's eyesight is so high, it can be seen that Xin Han Wugong is above himself on weekdays, but now it is different. Huang Rong is his weakness, the most important baby daughter for him.
Now that his daughter, who has not grown up in his eyes, has been taken advantage of by this person, this is okay. No matter how high or low your martial arts are, it is endless.
But the next sentence of Xin Han shocked Huang Yaoshi's figure: "I can revive Rong'er's mother!"
"What !!!" Huang Yaoshi forgot to make a move when he was shocked, and said sternly: "Are you treating me as a fool?"
Huang Rong's eyes lit up, thinking of Xin Han's magical place, holding Xin Han shouting: "Brother Han, are you really talking about it, can you really revive my mother, right?"
Xin Han nodded with a smile: "Of course, how can I deceive Rong'er!" (Summer: You tell Huang Rong how many wives you have! Xin Han: I'm the protagonist, are you a fool! Xu Xuzhi , Understand?) (To be continued.) Activate new URL