The middle-aged man stared at Wang Lang. Wang Lang took out his ears, and the bell next to him looked confused. He was curious how Ling Xi saw that Wang Lang was one of the seven dragon kings of the Dragon Gate.

"I dare to ask, which Dragon King is it?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

A black card appeared in Wang Lang's hand at some point, and the middle-aged man's pupils shrank to the size of a needle.

"Master, beat him!"

Young people are still unforgivable, while middle-aged people slap them in the face.

"Shut up!"

The young man swayed and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, "I have seen the Black Dragon King."

Wang Lang collected the black card, glanced at Ling Xi next to him, got up, scan the code to pay, and left.

Lingxi followed closely behind.

The group of people who watched the fun were fascinated by it. Why did the master and apprentice who were still aggressive just now become frustrated all of a sudden?

The young man who struggled to get up covered his face, blushed his eyes, and cried, "Master, why did you hit me?"

"A bastard, I won't hit you just now. When that person takes action, you and I will die!" The middle-aged man shouted fiercely.

Wang Lang went out with a toothpick in his mouth, burped, and followed by a bell peeking at Ling Xi.

After arriving at the door, Wang Lang turned around and said, "We know each other?"

Lingxi shook his head.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Have you seen my photos?"

Lingxi nodded.

"It's just a photo from you many years ago. I can't recognize you. I can recognize you because of the little girl next to me. Everyone knows that there is a Duanmu family with the highest disguise skills, and the Duanmu family is affiliated with the Dragon Gate. There is a small bag on the waist of this girl, which contains all things for disguise. Moreover, the little girl looks very much like a person.

Duanmu bell.

She calls you uncle, which proves that you are one of the seven dragon kings of the Dragon Gate, but I never expected that it would be the Black Dragon King who has disappeared for more than ten years."

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Cheng, Lingxi, right? Go back and say something to your bull's nose, and go to have tea with him another day. Let's go first."

"Dragon King, wait." Ling Xi suddenly shouted.

It happened that a man and a woman passed by next to him. The man looked at Ling Xi and looked at Wang Lang. Seeing Ling Xi's outfit, he heard the name of Wang Lang.

The man sneered, "A group of two diseases."

"Is there something wrong?" Wang Lang looked at Ling Xi.

"I want to show you the palmistry." Ling Xi laughed for the first time.

Wang Lang felt chill when he saw this smile.

"No need, don't look at it. Your bull's nose has been shown to me. Go back and ask him if it was uncomfortable when he broke his legs and re-engaged it." Wang Lang smiled after slashing his ears.

"Then I can only show you my face." Ling Xi stared at Wang Lang's face.

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and shook his hand in front of Ling Xi, "Have you finished reading?"

Ling Xi smiled slightly, "I've finished reading it. The donor's love luck is rampant this year, but there are many killing disasters of all sizes, and blood is rising in the West. Those who really want to kill you are not in China."

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment.

Ling Xi smiled forever again.

"Donor, I'm right."

Wang Lang took out his ears and smiled without saying a word.

Ling Xi closed her smile and returned to her initial expressionless expression, "Okay, I'm done with my palms. It's time to pay. The friendship price is only 998, scan the code or cash?"

Wang Lang stood there in amazement.

This is OK too?

Shou Pu took out a sign with a WeChat QR code from his backpack and handed it to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang almost squirted out his true energy from his throat.

Wang Lang, who was not ready to give money at all, turned around and left, and Ling Xi followed without saying a word.

After walking for a long time, Wang Lang turned around, "What are you doing with me?"

"I don't have money to stay in a hotel or eat, so I know you in Guyuan City. I won't go with anyone you are with."

Seeing Ling Xi's rogue appearance, Wang Lang hadn't reacted for a while.

This is very different from this ascetic appearance.

"Chengchengcheng, for the sake of your bull's nose, I will give you this money. Come on, scan the QR code on WeChat." Wang Lang turned a thousand times.

"Goodbye, you." Wang Lang turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xi followed Wang Lang.

"What are you doing with me?" Wang Lang said with a toothache.

Ling Xi shrugged and said expressionlessly, "I lost my phone."

The true energy that was pressing against Wang Lang's throat finally expelled a thick phlegm hanging in his throat, ready to go, ready to move.

Lingxi immediately bowed and said goodbye."

Wang Lang turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly he was stopped by Ling Xi again. Wang Lang's true energy fell again, "What else do you do?"

"In September, will the martial arts conference organized by the Fengtian Sect go to Fengtian Mountain?" Ling Xi asked.

"If you don't go, a bunch of garbage is all shady. The martial arts conference is just a tough guy after the martial arts conference." Wang Lang waved his hand without interest.

Ling Xi stared at Wang Lang's back, "Black Dragon King, you will go, because this time I went to Fengtian Mountain, it is possible to uncover the secrets from more than ten years ago, including the reason for your master's disappearance."

After saying that, Ling Xi turned around and left.

Wang Lang was still in place. After a long time, he looked back and saw that Ling Xi was gone.

Lingdang looked up at Wang Lang, "Uncle Master, Ling Xi just said that the martial arts conference could find clues about the missing master?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You will go back tomorrow and ask you Uncle Butterfly, what is the name of this martial arts conference?"

Lingling nodded obediently, "Uncle Master, why did you look so disgusted with Lingxi just now?"

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment, "It's not disgusting."

"What is that? Annoying?" asked Lingdang.

Wang Lang looked at the direction where Ling Xi disappeared, "What I do with him is entirely due to his feelings for his master. You should have never seen him before. He is the same as the bald donkey, but it is a little more tactful. He was often tricked by the bull's nose back then. His legs were often broken before because this bull's nose fooled me to steal Widow Zhao's bellyband for him."

Lingdang looked disgusted, "Uncle Master, why is this bull's nose so disgusting?"

"Widow Zhao is the illegitimate daughter of the old head of the Emei Sect. This bull's nose was beaten a lot by the old head of the Emei Sect before." Wang Lang said angrily.

Lingdang looked confused, "Uncle Master, the relationship between the characters is so messy."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You don't know many things in the world, and you can't finish writing a book."

He stretched, "Uncle Master, will you go to the martial arts conference?"

"Have you sent someone at home in the years since I was not here?" Wang Lang hugged the bell and walked forward one by one.

"It was held once three years ago. I went there too. It was boring. After I went on stage, I was very interested. The first sentence I said was about who I learned from, who is my master and who my father is, I didn't dare to let go of the fight, and it was meaningless to beat him." Lingling curled her lips.

"Little junior brother? An axe or a machete?" Wang Lang asked.

"It's not Junior Brother Axe, nor Junior Brother Machete, but Junior Brother Hammer." said Ling.

Bang!

A sudden gunshot cut through the tranquility.
Chapter completed!