Respect

When the white-haired old man appeared, Hahal and other monsters did not dare to neglect, and quickly resigned.

Apparently.

They are all in awe of the gray-haired old man.

As the old man walked slowly with his jade stick in his bones, a pair of deep and muddy eyes kept staring at Gu Qingfeng, but the more he looked, the deeper his brow frowned, and the more he looked at him, the more horrified he became, the more he wondered about it , The more I look at my heart, the more I am afraid.

When he stopped, the white-haired old man suddenly bowed his head and bowed, saluting, saying, "Under the bronze, meet my lord."

This time of worship, not only the two immortals worshipping Zijin and Ziqing were shocked, but also some great demon spirits such as Hahar were a little scared.

"Hahal, what are you still doing, and you are not ready to meet my lord!"

The white-haired old man yelled in a low voice, and Hahal and other monsters looked at each other without hesitation. They all changed into adults and worshipped.

Grandma is sitting on the grandma.

Ergu Qingfeng raised Erlang's legs, slightly tilted his head, squinted at the white-haired old man, and smiled, "Why do you call me a superior?"

The old man with white hair respectfully responded: "Respecting driving is neither immortal, nor magic, nor demon, although he is a man, but not a mortal, but a man who is a man and is a man."

"Hehe." Gu Qingfeng asked, "How can you say that I am not a mortal man, why is he above me?"

"Please forgive me, I can't see where the driving is extraordinary."

"Since I can't see it, how can I conclude that I am above all others?"

"Below is just a fear of the heart, a fear of fear."

"Heart is awesome, fearful and fearful ..." Gu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled, and said, "Sir ... oh, don't say it, it sounds fresh."

In the ancient Qingfeng's impression, the two words of "Master" can only be seen in some very ancient classics.

Although the avenue has three thousand, the humanity has already fallen. The so-called people are just ants in the eyes of the avenue.

As a cricket ant, how can it be called a superior?

I only have fairy, demon, demon.

of course.

Heaven and earth have gone through countless years, and in each era there will always be so many extraordinary people, these people are not immortals, demons, demons, or Buddhas, and they are no longer in any avenue. Although mortal, but extraordinary, Such people are called superior.

I just did.

There are very few ancestors in the past. They are as rare as sages. They are rarer than sages. Gu Qingfeng has only seen records of sages in classics before. He has never seen them, even once, and lived. For the first time in most of his life, someone called himself a superior.

Do not know why.

When I heard someone calling himself a superior, deep inside Gu Qingfeng, there was such a feeling that he could not understand the road. He felt as if he had finally found his belonging, and he felt like a person.

"What's your name? Bronze, isn't it?" Gu Qingfeng asked, "You are the mountain king of this demon mountain?"

"No! Below is just an old demon practicing on this black scale mountain."

"Who is your mountain king?"

"Sir, we have no king in Blackscale Mountain."

"There is no leader, should there be a leader or something?"

"We don't have a leader in Blackscale Mountain. I wait here to practice, just to exchange experiences and to take care of each other without any other meaning."

"You must not misunderstand." Gu Qingfeng laughed: "You said just now that I am not a fairy or a Buddha, nor is it a demon, so what do you do on the mountain, I do n’t know, and I do n’t want to know. So here I have no other meaning, just to inquire about something. "

The old man with white hair called bronze, raised his head and stared at Gu Qingfeng for a while. After a moment of groaning, he reached out and made a gesture: "If the master does not hate, he can have a drink in Xiahanshe."

哟 "Yo, that's good."

"please."

After the bronze asked Hahar and other monsters to leave, he took the ancient breeze to Blackscale Mountain.

Blackscale Mountain is a mountain range. Many mountain peaks are connected by undulations. The bronze lives on the peak of a mountain peak.

Above the peak, the place is not large.

There is only one ancient tree growing on a flaunting cliff. Under the ancient tree is a simple-looking stone house. Outside the stone house is a gazebo. There is a stone table and four stone benches in the gazebo.

"Your cold house is really cold enough."

Gu Qingfeng originally thought that the old monster's so-called cold house was less of a cave, because he could see that with the skill of the old monster, it was not difficult to open a cave in this place. Even if it was not a cave, He had to get a decent manor house on the mountain, but he never thought that the old monster would live on the peak of this mountain.

"Han She is so rude that makes Master laugh."

怎么 "Why not open a cave."

"The space of the Quicksand Little Secret Realm is not stable. If you live in Dongfu, it is very dangerous."

"It's true, but even if you don't open a cave, you can live in a manor house."

"It ’s just practice. It ’s the same everywhere."

Wu Wenyan said, Gu Qingfeng laughed absurdly, and said, "You need to know that it's your old monster. Otherwise, if you listen to this sentence, the grandfather thought you were a senior and superior man."

"The master joked, it doesn't mean that, but ..." Gu Chengcheng was sincere and was about to explain, but Gu Qingfeng had no interest in listening. He is a good wine person, and he wants to taste all kinds of fine wine, otherwise, He was too lazy to come to this broken place with an old monster, and immediately interrupted, and asked, "Come on, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, let's stop talking about other nonsense, isn't it a few drinks, isn't it?"

The bronze did not dare to neglect. When I raised my hand, I added a dark red delicate bone jade jug, and two crystal clear black jade cups. The black jade cup was carefully placed in front of Gu Qingfeng, holding it. The bone jade jug poured a glass of wine for Gu Qingfeng and a glass of wine for himself.

The wine in the cup is like a purple flame burning on the water, and it is more like a rose blooming in the night. The scent of wine comes out, gloomy and mellow.

Bronze holding a wine glass in both hands, saying, "I respect you first."

Gu Qingfeng nodded, raised the black jade cup, and drank the wine in the cup. The mouth is soft, the mouth is sweet, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. After drinking, it feels like swimming in the spring under the moonlight. There is a kind of quietness and elegance. Feeling, asked: "What kind of wine is this? It tastes very chic."

"This wine is called tulip."

He said, Bronze poured another cup for Gu Qingfeng.

"Tulip?"

Gu Qingfeng looked at the flaming purple rose in the black jade cup in the dark night, and looked at the bronze on the opposite side, and asked, "Don't you tell the master that this wine is made by yourself. "

"The Lord is really admired. Even if it is given for the next million years, it won't make such a wonderful wine. This tulip was given by a senior."

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