"Ahem~ I don't know you, I only know Lu Zhonghua. Back then, I just pointed at the old boy in one move and two moves. Unexpectedly, his son's generation was actually better than blue than blue." The old man said, stroking his gray beard.

"Am I the cheapest one among your apprentices?" Zhao Ziyue suddenly asked.

"Not count." The old man looked at Zhao Ziyue and said, "You should be the bottom one."

"I won't take you to hit people like this." Zhao Ziyue moaned.

"But it is the one that I am the most favored by my beggar." The old man then added.

"Please, don't breathe so much, please?" Zhao Ziyue was slapped in the face, and the old man gave him another piece of candy. But he felt uncomfortable no matter how bad he felt.

"Do you think about my magical horse? I haven't pushed a few girls. I still can't pass your ten moves. I don't make much money. People kill all of them. I feel embarrassed to say it." Zhao Ziyue said with a self-deprecating look on his face.

"This is what my old beggar is most optimistic about you. You are so self-aware." The old man smiled.

"If you don't sarcasm, I will die?" Zhao Ziyue moaned.

"Just kidding, hehe~" the old man smiled and said, "You are romantic but not chaotic, cynical but have a sense of justice in your bones. Being a person has your own beliefs and your own bottom line. This is what I am most optimistic about. I think this is also the reason why Zifeng is obsessed with you!"

When Zifeng Zhao Ziyue mentioned that her face turned green, she quickly retreated: "Don't let it go, old man, don't harm me. If anyone marrying that woman, she will have to live for at least ten years. With my little body, I want to live for a few more years. You should let me go!"

"Who is saying bad things about me behind my back? You're not righteous!" A voice came from above my head.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Ziyue's already green face immediately turned green to his neck, and even spread downward. He even wanted to take off his pants and see if the little brother in his crotch was green.

"Am I that scary?" The woman floated down from the roof of the second floor. There was a reason for saying that she was floating rather than dancing. The woman was wearing a tight black leather jacket, with long purple hair tied behind her head, a ponytail, and a angular face. The black tight leather jacket was tightly attached to her body, and her delicate figure was in sight. She was as if she was seeing the heroine in "The Matrix". She was almost the same black shiny tight jacket, and her face was also angular. She was charming and capable, and a little heroic. No matter where she went, such a woman would always be the person standing in the center of the stage. Even if she was thrown into ten thousand people, you could recognize her at just one glance. Because her aura was too strong. If Li Youlan's aura was like Haoyue, then this woman's aura was like Yaoyang.

Seeing the sun falling, Zhao Ziyue glared at the old beggar with contempt and murmured: "Xiaojing said you didn't come tomorrow? Why did you come today?" As he said that, he moved back.

"Brother, isn't this the sister who heard that you are here, so she changed the schedule and came to see you in advance. Why did you say thank you to me?" The woman said the words were round and melodious, but the expression on her face was charming and sweet.

But Zhao Ziyue was not tempted by her expression at all, because he knew that this woman was a devil, and all this was just her disguise. Compared with her, Zhao Ziyue's evil was simply a witch.

"Why? I was stunned by my sister Tianxiang's appearance?" the woman smiled.

With a smile, Zhao Ziyue regained her cynical expression and said repeatedly: "How could it be? Sister Feng was joking."
Chapter completed!