The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Although Lance has not yet figured out what kind of place Kunlun is, he has not yet found the danger.

Under the flow of thoughts, Lance handed over his hand and said: "The Dao Chief's eyes are like a torch, Lance admires."

"Hahaha! You lad is very talkative! Much stronger than my unfilial apprentice. The

old Taoist priest stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and shook it in the void, and the teapot and teacup that were originally placed on the table actually flew directly into his hand, and after pouring a cup for Lance, he threw it in his direction, and the water cup actually hung in front of him.

"Come and taste it, this is the tea I picked myself, try how it tastes."

Lance, who was already numb, picked up the teacup, and there was a touch of light blue floating in it, and a few wisps of light smoke exuded warmth.

Got closer and sniffed, well... It's sweet and should taste good.

After taking a sip, Lance's eyes lit up, fragrant as langui, tasted like ganlin, and refreshing.

After drinking all of it, Lance put down the cup and smiled: "Dao Chang, this is indeed a fairyland, so a cup of tea is afraid that countless people outside will break their heads to taste a product, this tea is no longer measurable by money

" "Hahaha!" You kid is quite talkative, I really like you more and more, how nice it would be if you were my apprentice. The

old Taoist priest poured himself another cup and said, "But well, it's not impossible, is Xiaoyou interested in becoming the next generation of Iron Fist?" Lance

, who had just racked his brains, was stunned, he came to find flowers, why did he suddenly want to become an iron fist?

What kind of medicine is sold in this old man's gourd? He quickly waved his hand and said, "Sorry, Dao Chief, I don't have this idea yet. "

If you are a person who opens and hangs, there is no need to go to the teacher to learn art.

"Oh? Don't you really think about it?

"I..." Lance, who didn't know how to refuse for a while, was a little speechless, what if he was in a hurry and didn't tell him the information about the nightmare flower?

"Little one, don't worry, on the contrary, I can help you get the Nightmare Flower, of course, I won't force it if you don't want to." The old Taoist priest seemed to see through Lance's mind and spoke out to calm his emotions.

"I'm sorry Chief, I'm not going to be an Iron Fist, I'm, but I want to know what conditions I need if I want to get the Nightmare Flower?"

Lance, who sighed, was about to have a showdown, he didn't believe that such a good thing fell on him, could it be that there was some conspiracy?

The old Taoist priest, who was still happy, looked at him with a mysterious expression, and then stretched out three fingers.

"It's simple, three conditions."

"First, go all out to fight with me, of course, it is closed, no one knows the result except us, and none of us can divulge half a word if we lose or win."

"Second, if Kunlun is in trouble, you have to help once."

"Third, how about arresting the traitors of Kunlun and bringing them to justice?"

"Uh... Dao Chief, isn't this a little too much..." Lance scratched his head with a wry smile, he was originally entrusted to find the Nightmare Flower, but now he had to agree to the three conditions of others, this transaction was a bit of a loss.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand: "If you are willing to stay in Kunlun, I will even personally help you get the Nightmare Flower, but unfortunately, you don't want to become the next Iron Fist, so I can only put forward conditions, after all, there is no free lunch in the world."

"When you want to gain something, you have to give something."

Lance fell silent, these conditions did not sound too difficult.

If you fight with this person who you can't see through at all, maybe you will learn something? And at that time, you can probably know how strong the strength of the old Taoist is.

As for helping, there is no problem, as long as you can get the Nightmare Flower.

But the traitor of Kunlun, how do you know who it is? What if all of them are strong people of Xiao Zhenbang's strength?

Seeing Lance in deep thought, the old Taoist elder continued to speak: "You don't have to worry, those traitors are not strong, they are just good at hiding, and Kunlun has been closed for many years, and there are no descendants walking outside, so I believe you can easily solve those bastards."

Lance looked up at the old Taoist elder, and although he had some doubts in his heart, he nodded and agreed: "In that case, I promise your three requests, and I hope that the Taoist elder will not break his word."

"Good, good, I really didn't look at the wrong person, you really are the best child I have ever met." The old Taoist elder stood up with a smile.

At this time, Xiao Zhenbang also packed himself up and came back to the house.

At this time, Xiao Zhenbang's messy and greasy hair had been cut into an inch, looking radiant, and the spirit of the whole person was completely different from before.

A decent black Zhongshan suit sets off Xiao Zhenbang's slender and straight figure, not only masculine and strong, but also full of explosive sense of strength.

The only regret is the several scars crisscrossing his face, which makes him still look a little hideous and terrifying.

The incongruous dress makes Xiao Zhenbang look more attractive, and the aura exuding from the top and bottom of his body is more majestic, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This is the martial arts grandmaster, Kunlun's sixty-fourth generation Iron Fist.

The old Taoist priest who watched him come in suddenly changed his style, and said with disgust on his face: "I really don't know how I saw you in the first place, and Xiao Lansbi is a world apart, alas... Don't look at what you look like, learn others to wear Zhongshan clothes, look like a city gangster. The

corners of Lance's mouth twitched, and he was shot again.

Xiao Zhenbang, who was originally calm, suddenly felt a little angry and corrupted, and he looked at the old Taoist: "Hey, I said old things, Zhang Laodao!" Are you mistaken? Forty years ago you said I was beautiful Kunlun, oh, and now you start to dislike me again? Do you still have a conscience?

"When did I say that?" Don't slander the old man out of thin air, it's clear that you are too ugly. Zhang Laodao mocked his good apprentice unceremoniously.

"How dare you call me ugly?" Xiao Zhenbang's eyes widened and he said angrily: "When I become stronger, I will definitely make you look good!"

Looking at their bickering appearance, Lance couldn't help but snicker, these two people are really living treasures.

Zhang Laodao glanced at him: "Just you? Put it in the next life! Why are you still stunned? Take Little Lance to find a room to rest! No eyesight at all! "

You!"

Xiao Zhenbang, who could never say that his master could not say anything, hated his teeth, but he still turned his head to Lance and took a deep breath, and his face immediately returned to normal: "Let's go, find you a place to rest."

Lance nodded, then said hello to Zhang Laodao and followed Xiao Zhenbang and left.