Vol 10 Chapter 90: beggar

Subconsciously, he felt that he liked Fang Lang. Fang Lang likes him, and the two are naturally lovers. Since you are a lover, why should you be restrained? If she knew what Fang Lang was really thinking at this time, she wouldn't let Fang Lang touch him if she was killed.
Fang Lang took advantage of the situation and hugged him, but he didn't dare to take a peek at him. He must be very careful with this Miss Huang. The two are cuddling each other, softly talking about this. Suddenly a weird smell came from behind, it was like a grade test. But there was a feeling of being burned, and the two of them were taken aback at the same time. Huang Rong frowned and said displeasedly: "The wind is clear and the sun is beautiful, how many scenery, sleeping here is terrible."
She was so sweet with her lover for a while, but she was disturbed. Are you angry? As soon as she finished her voice, she heard a business in the dense forest say: "It's just a girl who is so rude. I can't eat the little all the time? I can't control other people's food. Are you a servant? ?"
Huang Rong is awe-inspiring, but with a child's temper. When she heard this, she still had a good temper. Fang Lang couldn't stop her from jumping up and heading for the dense forest. Fang Langsheng was afraid that someone would calculate, and quickly followed behind. When the two of them arrived in the dense forest, they found a green smoke above the sky, and an old beggar in tatters was roasting his muscles. He didn't seem to notice the arrival of the two people, his eyes were straight at the muscles, and his mouth was drooling.
Huang Rong pinched his nose subconsciously as soon as he looked at him, and said, "You are an old man, did you perform the test like this?"
The second child didn't notice them in the first place, but when he heard this, he turned his head abruptly and said, "What do you know about movies! The second child is such an expert!"
Not to mention the expert, Huang Rong chuckled as soon as she said this, and she didn't know where her anger was just now. She pointed to the muscle she was leaning on and said, "If you were the one who ruined this chicken!"
The old beggar's eyes lit up when he heard this, and turned his head to look at him curiously. Obviously this chicken is very valuable, and depending on his tone, it should be an expensive ingredient. Fang Lang was not proficient in this one, but saw the pity on Huang Rong's face. The second child was also pleasantly surprised, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, and snorted: "Little girl is not ashamed, how do you think this chicken should be copied!"
How could Huang Rong tell him directly, raising her head slightly and proudly coldly said: "You disturbed me and Brother Fang just now, of course you can't tell you. Unless you apologize to me, you have to call me Grandma Sansheng!"
"Grandma Auntie!" As soon as she finished speaking, the old beggar spoke cleanly. Fang Lang's eyes widened, watching his half-hundred people call grandma to Huang Rong sincerely, and a word popped out of his mind, eat goods! The old man was worthy of the foodie, looking at Fang Lang with those eyes. If it hadn't happened just now, it would only make people suspect that he was a pervert.
Huang Rong's expression became better when he heard him make it easy. He walked to the slider and said, "Get up, look at me!" He squatted down to help his muscles. Fang Lang looked at the old man carefully for a while, and found that apart from being a foodie, he seemed to have no hostility. But he didn't dare to say that the old man's identity was simple. He spent a few days in the Beggar Gang. If it is impossible for no one to find him, someone must follow him to try him?
With this mindset, he is also careful. Stand aside, ready to do it. But seeing Huang Rong busy, his smiling face was flushed by the stove fire after a while, but he was not at all embarrassed. Her hands are skilled, and Nahou Temple is very well controlled by him. The flame laughed, and the deflection speed of the pheasant was very clever. After a while, a fragrant scent was irritating. Even Fang Lang couldn't help but give birth to a trace of appetite, admiring Huang Rong's culinary skills.
Needless to say, the little beggar, his eyes are almost green. Looking at the muscles, the saliva in his mouth flowed into a waterfall. When Huang Rong finished, she suddenly grabbed the pole wearing chicken and stood up and ran towards Fang Lang. Unexpectedly, the old man couldn't think of her purpose, and his figure snapped up and hit Huang Rong's vest.
He didn't show any mercy even when he treated a little girl. Fang Lang's face was a hundred years old, and his figure flashed towards the old man and rushed over.
The old man obviously didn't expect Fang Lang to be so fast, and he reached his side in a moment. The hand that only went to Huang Rong's vest turned to Fang Lang, and the golden light flashed in his hand suddenly accompanied by a dragon chant. Fang Lang's expression changed, and he blurted out, "Eighteen palms of the dragon descending!" As he spoke, he also raised a bit of strength in his hands.
boom! The palms of the two people are interlaced, and a wind is lingering. Huang Rong had noticed the attack by the old man, but there was no time to evade. At this time, the whole body was so painful that he was shaken by the gang wind, and he threw himself on the ground. The roast chicken in his hand also ran into the air into the river!
At this moment, how could the two of them care about the roast chicken, the old beggar and Fang Lang exchanged a palm, and his eyes were extremely surprised. But seeing that the roast chicken was in danger, he even abandoned Fang Lang and rushed towards the roast chicken. At this time, Fang Lang just stepped forward and slapped the old man. He was amused for a while, Hong Qigong should be the one who would bring down the eighteen palms of the dragon.
Unexpectedly, he has such a big face, he was shocked when he first came to Hangzhou.
Hong Qigong threw down the roast chicken and grabbed it with one hand. Before landing, he sent it to the mouth, eating a mouthful of oil stars. At this time, Huang Rong also went back to the future, her face pale in fright. She grabbed a handful of soil from the ground from her heart and threw it on Hong Qigong. She furiously said, "I'll let you eat it!"
The dust was flying, Hong Qigong couldn't avoid it, and the roast chicken was stained. He didn't mind, brushing off the dust and continuing to eat a few bites, then he shook his head contentedly and said, "Delicious! It's delicious!"
Huang Rong was even more angry seeing him like this. He grabbed another stone and was about to throw it out but was organized by Fang Lang. Huang Rong had to bite hard, and snorted coldly: "I am not respectful! Never make anything for you again!"
Fang Lang glared at him bitterly and said, "This is an old Hong Qigong who is as famous as your father. Don't be rude."
Huang Rong stomped angrily, but didn't dare to lose his temper at him, but stared at Hong Qigong bitterly. Fang Lang apologized and said, "The old man is reasonable. After defeating Fang Lang, he has met the old man."
Hong Qigong put away his smiling face, his eyes were slightly Maitreya, and he smiled: "It turned out to be Fang Lang who came in and gained fame! I heard that you were fighting wisely on the grassland, fighting for a hundred thousand elite soldiers. He did not expect to reach the Central Plains. , Has become the running dog of the golden man!"
Fang Lang looked at him in surprise, one hundred thousand? At best, there were only five thousand people that day. Pig, you think, some people have exaggerated it. Whether there is any TV recording in this era is passed on by word of mouth. Five thousand people can be called ten thousand, and ten thousand can be called 20,000. ..
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