Chapter 368: The little god is above, where are the children? (One update)

But in fact, the old man was just a little rotten with his sack. Although the clothes he was wearing were not new, they were not dirty. He was just washed white. Even the mineral water bottles were used to pull sticks, and he didn't use his hands.

The old man was startled and said "I'm sorry" in panic, then moved away tremblingly, saying sorry, his eyes were uneasy, and he was not much surprised. It was obviously not the first time he was treated like this.

The man who spoke was not very tall, about 1.72 meters tall, but in front of an old man with a hunched body and difficulty moving, he was tall and tall. In addition, his expression was ugly and his eyebrows were straight and his eyes were vertical, and he looked like he was trying to hit someone.

After the old man moved out of the way, he didn't forget it, but looked at the old man with a disgusting look and said disgustingly: "At such an old age, why are you coming out to shake? You are also rummaging over the garbage, and the smell of garbage is so smelly. Fortunately, I didn't get it to my car, otherwise I won't spare you!"

The old man grabbed his sack and said carefully: "I'm paying attention and I won't get it in your car. I'm very careful."

The man frowned: "Do you still dare to argue?!"

The old man shivered for a moment and lowered his head aggrievedly.

Man: "Old man, do you have no children? You are so old and you still come out to cause trouble for others. Do your children ignore you?"

A sadness flashed across the old man's face and he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of him, one man and one woman, standing in front of him like a guardian god. The old man was stunned. This is...

Yan Lingxi and Mo Xuanhuai looked at the man expressionlessly.

Maybe after getting along for a long time, these two people will be very similar at some point, and some small actions even assimilate each other. Ke Yuansi once said that they are now completely married.

Yan Lingxi and Mo Xuanhuai both looked good, but when they were expressionless, they were scarier than the other, and they overwhelmed each other in terms of momentum.

The man was stunned for a moment, and was a little guilty when he was stared at, and shouted with a stern look: "What are you doing when you stare at me? Why, are you the children of this old man?"

The old man said, "No..."

How could he, the old man, give birth to such a beautiful child?

Unfortunately, the man didn't hear his voice and mocked, "It's not me that you two are pretending to be filial now? Do you really feel sorry for your father and let him pick up trash? Don't be funny. You two are pretty good-looking, but they are quite hypocritical."

These two young men were obviously trying to help him. The old man was anxious and could not let them suffer such false anger.

The old man said excitedly: "They are not my children. Don't scold them. It's enough to scold me alone. I did the wrong thing."

The man sneered: "Hahaha, it turns out that's not. Then why are you meddling with other people's business? Are you full and full?!"

Mo Xuanhuai narrowed his eyes and moved his slender fingers slightly.

"Fuck!" The juice bottle in the man's hand suddenly leaked, and the sticky orange juice dripped down, all splashing on his shoes and pants.

Yan Lingxi's eyebrows and eyes were curved: "Wow, this is a retribution."

"Fuck!" The man took two steps back and threw the rotten bottle into the trash can, looking at his pants and shoes with a gloomy face. He felt the juice had already oozed in. His legs and feet were wet and sticky, and the touch was very bad.

Hearing Yan Lingxi's words again, he glared at him: "What the hell are you saying? How many of your meanings do you mean?"

Yan Lingxi tilted her head and said without retreating: "It's what you think."

How could a man stand such provocation? He was furious and rushed over with his fist: "Are you looking for death?"

Yan Lingxi didn't move and said with a smile: "You are going to fall."

Fall down!

The man scolded in his heart, but who knew that he had just taken a step and fell into a big horse party with a "smack".

The strangest thing is that he did not slip or lie forward, but fell backward.

The man cried out in pain and felt his butt cracked into four parts, and he was in a bad mood.

A shadow cast in front of him, and the beautiful goddess said to him condescendingly: "Look, I'll say, is it retribution?"

Maybe it was the angle of looking up, maybe it was the half-light and half-darkness of her face, or maybe it was the strange tone. In short, the man actually felt an inexplicable cold air. The sun was hanging high, but it seemed like he was staring at something bad, making people stand up.

The man shivered, got up from the ground, his eyes drifted, and he cursed, "What, I don't care about you, two crazy people!"

As he said that, he turned around and quickly left here, as if there was a fire behind him.

As a result, my feet slipped, rolled out like a ball, and hit the trash can.

Tsk.

Yan Lingxi withdrew her gaze in disgust: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The old man was staring at the man in amazement. This is too evil, why did he suddenly become so unlucky?

After all, the old man is old and walks through more bridges than young people have eaten. In addition, he has indeed seen things when he was a child, and after a change of thought, he realized that the two people in front of him are probably not ordinary people.

Maybe he is a god from heaven?

This idea made the old man feel frightened suddenly, his eyes were dull. Did he see the gods? He also saw two at once!!!

Yan Lingxi tilted her head in confusion, raised her hand and waved her in front of the old man: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Are you not injured?"

The man spoke badly, but he didn't do anything. She could see clearly. Could it be that he had some old diseases?

But when the old man came to his senses, he suddenly knelt down at Yan Lingxi: "The little god is here, I'll bow to you, the old man!"

Yan Lingxi was stunned and jumped away in fear. She jumped a little with her toes, like a frog.

Mo Xuanhuai couldn't help laughing, it was a bit too cute.

Yan Lingxi quickly squatted down, helped the person up, and said unhappily: "Grandpa, why did you suddenly kneel down to me?"

The old man said, "You are gods, so of course the gods have to kneel down."

Yan Lingxi blinked: "Who said we are gods?"

The old man showed a smile on his elderly face, and he said, "You must be gods, otherwise what happened to that young man? You must be helping me."

Yan Lingxi laughed and said, "Then you really admit your mistake, we both..." Speaking of this, Yan Lingxi glanced at Mo Xuanhuai and changed her mouth as if she was good, "I am really not a god. I am just a mysterious savage who knows some mysterious skills, not a god."

Grandpa: "Is that so? But I see you look like a little god."

In some ways, this is a very high evaluation.

Yan Lingxi smiled and picked up the sack that the old man accidentally fell to the ground just now, and handed it over: "Take it."

The old man picked it up.

Yan Lingxi suddenly asked, "Grandpa, I think you have children, why do you still have to come out to pick up trash?"
Chapter completed!