Global Master

The one called Lao Liutou is a man with wrinkled skin on his face. He is about fifty years old and looks plain. If there is really something special, there is only one, thin!

Ge Qingshu, a middle-aged man with a thin horse face, is characterized by thinness, and the characteristic of this old Liutou is sickly and thin.

Ge Qingshu, a middle-aged man with a thin face of horse face, makes people look like that kind of condensed leanness, and the old head Liu seems to be malnourished and weak to everyone.

After hearing about buying a young man next to him and tempting him to gamble, Old Man Liu immediately cursed:

"You little bunny, do you have any conscience? People fight with people for the sake of their friends, and to be bigger, do you expect the man in black robe and sword to win honor for the people in the lower dungeon? Bet! Just know that you are betting! Look at the people, the cultivation realm of the Eight-Star Martial Artist, you can beat the strong man in the early stage of the Star Martial Artist."

"And it's not an ordinary early-star warrior, how about you? You are also an eight-star warrior, take a **** and take a picture of yourself on your face, and take a look at your own bear!"

Old man Liu really didn't say anything wrong, the person he pointed at his forehead and said that he really looked like a bear! He was in stark contrast with the sickly old Liu's head. One of his arms could be stronger than the sickly old Liu's thigh.

Looking at his swollen and tightened muscles, you can know the horror of his strength, but his hair seems to be relatively luxuriant, whether it is the hair on the arm or the hair on the face, it makes people feel that it is alive. Xiong, if he roared, he is probably not much weaker than the real bear.

And if you look closely at his face, it's still a young man in his 20s and 30s, he doesn't know whether he is happy or sad with this luxuriant hair.

This bear-like young man could kill the sickly old Liu with a single blow, but when he saw the old Liu pointed at his forehead and yelled at him, he didn't do anything. He didn't even return his mouth. He just muttered to himself. Language:

"Isn't every time you bet that you run the fastest and play the happiest? Now it's time to be a gentleman with good looks!"

The sickly old Liu slapped the bear-like young man with a slap on the head, and said:

"What a decent way! I am such a righteous person!"

The sick old Liu Tou said vowedly, his face was not flush with his praise.

The bear-like young man looked disdainful, but nodded and said:

"Anyway, what you say with this mouth is what you say."

After a while, Old Liu Tau took the initiative to approach the bear-like young man, with a grin on his face, and stretched out a hand to the bear-like young man, rubbing his thumb with index and middle fingers.

The young man looked at the fingers in front of him and said coldly:

"What are you doing?"

The sickly old head Liu still smiled and said:

"Borrow... lend me some money!"

The young man simply refused and said:

"No!"

The sickly old Liu Tou began to talk with his fingers and said:

"That night, I watched you fainted on the street. Everyone didn't dare or didn't want to save you. I saved me and looked at you pitifully. That's why I saved you. Now..."

"You didn't save me, but wanted to take my money away. I still have a little awareness, so I still know."

The sick old Liu Tou was interrupted by the young man before he could finish speaking. He told the truth.

But Old Liu Tou didn't have an awkward look at all, and continued:

"Didn't you still save you? Look at your physique, and then look at the small body of my sick child, how can you be decent, how can I drag you to me? I still put me The life-saving pill is given to you!"

"That's just an ordinary blood pill!" The young man continued to tear down the platform.

"I also gave you the only bed in the house to sleep in! I have to cook for you every day. It is my credit to come to this colorful auspicious cloud umbrella this time, and I still..."

"Okay! Here you are!" The young man really couldn't stand the rumors of the sickly old Liu Tou, and in the end he couldn't get through him, so he could only take out part of his own money and give it to the old Liu.

After the old head Liu had borrowed money, his grieving expression was immediately taken back. The control of his expression has reached the point of perfection, and he has to make the young man sigh that his acting skills are really good.

After the old head Liu took the money, Yima strode to the top of another small flying disc, and his movements didn't look like a sick person at all.

"Old Liu Tou! I am your uncle!"

This time it was a young man with full of hair swearing at Old Liu tou again. The reason for this was that he found that all the money in his spatial artifact was gone. Even thinking about it with his ass, he can figure it out. It must be ill. The ghost of Old Liu Tou.

Moreover, the young man was angry not only that his money was taken away by the old Liu, but the key is that his use of the money was to gamble on another frisbee, and someone on the other frisbee was driven. Handicap.

Just now, Old Liu Tou was still uprightly educating young people. Turning his head, Old Liu already ran to place a bet. It turns out that he just said so righteously without money, such a brazen person, and young people hate it. what!

When placing a bet here, of course, he paid close attention to the battle between the man in black robe and sword and the leader of the guard, Bo Wenbin.

The two are fighting fiercely and fiercely, and they are both warriors who use long swords. The swords and swords want to knock, which is dazzling.

If ordinary people see it, they will definitely think that this is the so-called high gods fighting.

Only in Luo Ke's eyesight, he can see more details. The so-called outside door watching the lively and expert watching the doorway, Luo Ke can see that the black robe and sword man is on the offensive much faster than the guard leader Bo Wenbin.

But the follow-up was weak. On the other hand, the head of the guards, Bo Wenbin, was clearly capable of improving the offensive, but he was just blindly defensive.

He has black fine iron armor, even if he is injured by a few swords of a man with a black robe and a sword, he will not be seriously injured, as long as the guard leader Bo Wenbin increases the offensive, or he is really serious, but he is like The winning ticket is playing a game of cat and mouse.

The black robe and sword man seemed to have noticed this feeling. He was a little bit irritated. He was at least a leader in the realm of nine-star warriors. How could he be teased like this by you.

"Benlei swordsmanship!"

Thunder and lightning lingered on the long sword of the man with black robe and sword. He glanced at the guard leader Bo Wenbin in front of him and said loudly:

"Look at my swordsmanship!"

As soon as these words came out, he stabbed Bo Wenbin, the leader of the guards with a sword, and Bo Wenbin quickly wanted to go behind him, but the man in the black robe with the sword followed closely, and the sharp point of Li Bo Wenbin's face was not enough. The distance of the five fingers.

On the way back, the man in the black robe with the sword loosened the hilt, but the long sword was still swept forward. When the guard leader saw this, he uttered two words:

"childish!"

Then the long sword in his hand went from bottom to top, and a sword smashed the long sword with thunder and lightning of the man in black robe and sword, but he saw the smile of the man in black robe and sword float on his face!

"Broken! Fooled!"

This was the thought of Bo Wenbin, the leader of the guards at that moment.