Chapter 908: Remnants of Swordmaster

"Young man, you are special. The old man is curious about you, so I asked you to come in and talk."
"Oh yes, are you also curious about your husband, especially your eyebrows?"
The old man seemed to see what Zhang Xing thought, a quiet tone.
"Brother, I'm (very ting) wondering, why is your beard still alive?"
Zhang Xing knew that some martial arts would cause the eyebrows to fall off because they practiced some exercises, and they would never grow out.
He felt that the elderly should belong to this situation.
Of course, there is another method of self-harm, which will turn into a sissy, without a beard on the face, but with eyebrows.
The old man certainly does not belong to this situation.
The old man stunned, the boy was familiar from the beginning, and his mouth was a brother.
It's not contrived at all, it is very natural, and it is comfortable to listen to.
But did n’t you just say eyebrows, why did you get a beard?
Are young people thinking so fast?
"Why can't my husband's beard survive?"
The old man followed Zhang Xing's words.
"Brother, are you a of the ancestors of the saints of Manchu Mountain?"
Zhang Xing suddenly thought of a possibility. Some people are born without eyebrows, and they are also very taboo about others discussing this topic.
Therefore, Zhang Xing felt that it was not polite to talk about the features of a senior in person.
So he changed the subject immediately.
He switched the subject at will, and the old man circulated.
I go! This is simply impossible to communicate!
You said East in the last sentence and West in the next sentence. Who can keep up with your rhythm?
"Wait a minute, young man, listen to me first!"
The old man immediately switched to chat, and he took proactive measures.
Regardless of whether Zhang Xing agreed or not, he went on talking.
"The old man didn't have eyebrows when he was born, but it's not too ugly."
"People on the rivers and lakes gave me a name, Wumei Swordmaster."
"The disciples of Shanmen all call me an ancestor with no eyebrows."
"But it's all obsolete, not to mention."
"It's your boy who has aroused my interest. Tell my husband why (kill) my disciples?"
The ancestor without eyebrows explained the eyebrows and (body sh n) questions in two sentences, and then asked one more question.
As long as Zhang Xingyi talks about the cause and effect, he can know Zhang Xing's (body sh n) share, as well as some hidden feelings (qing).
"Oh, it's not a big deal. Your disciples organized a million people to hit me at Tianlongmen, and they failed."
"I came here today to get back the scene. Well, Li Shang is coming and going, ha ha!"
Zhang Xing laughed.
"Oh? Just you?"
The ancestors without eyebrows are even more curious.
He heard something from Zhang Xing's simple two sentences.
First, there is a Tianlong Gate behind this boy. Although he doesn't know how much it is, he can defeat the siege of the disciples of Wan Laoshan.
Secondly, it was indeed he who came alone, and still looked fearless.
The disciples and children of Shanmen seemed to be very afraid of him.
After this (killing sha) three elder disciples, they still choose peace talks.
There is some contradiction here.
If you know that Tianlongmen is not easy to mess with, why send soldiers to fight?
Defeated and said nothing, let him come to the door to calculate the account, all look like a sloppy look.
what is the reason behind the scene?
"I certainly can't do it myself, and there are several dragons to help me."
Zhang Xing didn't hide it either, he said it directly.
"How many dragons?"
The ancestors without eyebrows grew more confused.
There are hundreds of frosty dragons with ancient blood in Wanyu Mountain. In addition to other types of dragons, the number is at least 1,000.
If you are alone, how many dragons can suppress a big school that has passed down the millennium?