Super Treasure Hunter

"Then grandpa, let's go back~" Song Jiajia had achieved her goal when she saw it, and didn't want to stay here for a second, anxiously she wanted to go back and take a hot bath to wash away the **** smell of her body.

"Okay, let's go back. You can ask about the **** smell of your body." Song Xun looked at Song Jiajia in a drooling manner, and turned away very quickly.

At this moment, Song Jiajia was not in a hurry, and called her grandpa to stay: "Grandpa, wait for them in the middle of the week."

"Wait for them?" Song Xun asked suspiciously.

"Invite them to dinner." Song Jiajia said of course: "He killed me, can't I give them a meal?"

"Don't you always teach me to'repay the grace of dripping water as a spring'?"

Song Xun looked helplessly at her granddaughter, and then at the middle of the week that followed, as if she was looking at a toad desperately clinging to the Song family, his disgust was beyond words.

It happened that in the middle of the week, they were not interested in the old man at all, and they politely refused Song Jiajia: "We still have something to do, so we won't go to your house and make a difference."

"Yes, we understand your intentions, but we have to go back to change clothes, so we won't go to dinner." Bai Mingjing also followed Zhou Zhong's words and refused them politely.

But Bai Mingjing’s words unconsciously aroused Song Jiajia’s fighting spirit: I just saw the attitude of the other team members towards Bai Mingjing, and I almost put the "sister-in-law" on the lips, and now the husband sings and sings with the wife, it is for her to see ? Then can't make this woman proud!

Song Jiajia knew that the key to the problem was her grandfather's attitude, so she coquettishly said to her grandfather: "Grandpa, are you kind to my savior, otherwise they thought our Song family didn't understand manners and lacked tolerance!"

Song Xun was right to think about it. He could not lose the demeanor of the family, so he changed his attitude and politely said to them in the middle of the week: "I didn't think about it properly. Let's go to the Song family. We have something new. Of the clothes, you will go back to the hotel to toss the rest."

"I will ask the next person to prepare a hearty meal and entertain everyone."

They looked at each other in the middle of the week, it seemed that there was no way to escape, so they had to bite the bullet. A group of people came to Song's house with different thoughts. The long dining table was full of people, and needles fell during the dinner, and the atmosphere was very dull.

"Master Zhou, haven't you eaten such a delicious meal in Yucheng for a few days?" Song Xun suddenly asked the middle of the week triumphantly, contemptuous of the middle of the week.

In the middle of the week, I looked at the exquisite meal in front of me, neither overbearing nor overbearing: "Sometimes whether it is delicious or not has nothing to do with the food itself, but has something to do with the person eating with you, what do you think?

"I think you are simply incomprehensible!" Song Xun put down his chopsticks heavily and rebuked, "The guest is up to you, I wonder if you have heard these four words!"

Midweek: "So you know that the visitors are the guests."

Song Xun was so angry that he got up and pointed to Zhou Zhong’s nose and cursed, “If it weren’t for you, my granddaughter would be killed. Do you think you can still eat quietly here? A kid who doesn’t know how to etiquette, If you don’t teach you a lesson, you don’t know that the sky is great."

Seeing Song Xun's anger, Song Jiajia quickly stood up and attached him to a chair, comforting him: "Grandpa, don't be angry, he didn't mean it."

Song Xun looked at the middle of the week with a face that couldn't say anything. He still didn't shut up in the middle of the week, and said with a smile: "Well, let me eat more for today's meal, shut up and don't disturb me, I will save you Song family. A fate."

Song Xun became even more angry when he heard this, and immediately lifted the table, and the bowls and dishes were all broken.

Song Xun yelled angrily: "I'll let you eat more? Go and eat shit! Don't want to eat my Song family's meal! Where is our Song family need you to rescue?"

In the middle of the week, he opened his hands and looked at this stubborn old man helplessly. He had reminded him but he hadn't paid attention to it. Then it could only be said that there was no way. So in the middle of the week, he gave up Song Xun and told Song Jiajia who was on the side: "You will follow me for a while, don't run around."

After hearing this, Song Jiajia unconsciously got up and walked two steps towards Zhou Zhong. The two got closer, and Bai Mingjing's face became darker.

Song Xun Plaster opened his mouth and reprimanded his unsatisfactory granddaughter. At this moment, the abnormal change emerged, and the wooden hollow carved door was blown open by a strong wind, but the wind was unabated, and it rushed straight towards the right position. Song Xun left.

Song Xun was forced by the strong wind before he could react and hit him directly on the chest. The chair behind him cracked. Song Xun was knocked down on the ground a few meters away, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

Then the door was pushed open from the outside, and then about twenty people walked in from the outside.

"Grandpa!" Song Jiajia was injured when Grandpa was injured, and he didn't care about anything else. She had to get up to help her grandpa, but she was a weak woman, who couldn't use magic or martial arts, and she couldn't help her at all.

"Mid of the week...Mid of the week, I beg you, save my grandfather, save him." Song Jiajia was crying pitifully, and Song Xun's heart was broken when he saw it, but he received the palm of his hand. But she couldn't stand up anymore, she could only sit up against the wall, and waved to Song Jiajia: "Jiajia, don't ask him, we have a master at home." He took out a piccolo from his pocket and worked hard. After blowing it up, after a short while, the hall of the Song family was full of people. We were stupid and unclear about the difference between our side and the enemy side.

Song Xun looked at the crowds, with a familiar smile on his face, hiding from the leader, clasped his fists and said, "Master Zhang, trouble!"

The person called "Master Zhang" looked at the 20 people from the other side, and replied disdainfully: "Don't worry, I will definitely complete your request."

After talking about growing up, he rushed forward. There were dozens of newcomers fighting against each other’s 20 people, but after a long time passed, the battle was not as smooth as expected. Although the people led by Master Zhang There are many, but it seems that apart from Master Zhang who is a little more powerful, the others are no different from the average second-rate masters. Although they are crowded, they did not have the upper hand, and they were directly defeated and fell to the ground before long. .

And at least half of the opponent's people stood calmly on the ground, masters dueling, standing up against each other.

Song Xun looked at the "masters" who had fallen to the ground, unbelievable, what is the level of the group that Song Jia has raised over the years?

In the middle of the week, he glanced at Song Xun, walked forward alone, and said to Song Xun, "Now, it's my home court."

The other party was very speechless to the overweight of Zhou Zhong, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, come on." Then he rushed towards Zhou Zhong, but he fell down before he could get to the front of Zhou Zhong.

In the middle of the week, they went deep into the enemy team, one in each hand, and in the end, only one person stood on the ground in the middle of the week.