Chapter 332

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
When Yang Yiyun finished speaking, the old man stared and said, "what letter do you believe? Animals will call like this. OK, even if the mink belongs to you, so what? It steals all the three jars of bamboo leaf wine that I have brewed for three years. It's the best wine that I have brewed for three years in this deep mountain.

One year of fermentation, one year of brewing, another year of aging in the cold pool, do you know how precious it is? If I catch it, I'll take it as a debt payment, or you'll pay for my wine, and I'll give you back the mink. "

Yang Yiyun listened with black lines on his face. He was very angry.

The old man is a rascal, but the mink is greedy.

Yang Yiyun believes that the old man's mink will steal all the bamboo leaf wine he has hidden in some pool.

No other mink's talent is treasure hunting. He is not surprised that he can find the old man's wine hidden in the pool.

Looking at diao'er and monkey's teasing, Yang Yiyun asked them in a deep voice: "did you two steal other people's wine?"

Mink's mouth squeaks and calls in a low voice. He lowers his head, like a child who makes mistakes.

Monkey tease is smarter. For fear of Yang Yiyun's punishment, monkey tease jumps from his shoulder and climbs to the tree, squeaking and squeaking. It means that mink found it, but it also drinks.

Yang Yiyun is so angry.

Two guys who don't worry, they've been caught.

After coughing twice, Yang Yiyun tried to use money to compensate the old man.

As a result, the communication was ineffective, the old man didn't get oil and salt, so he had to capture mink to pay off the debt.

This time, Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes. Although he felt that the old man was powerful, he would never agree to capture diao'er to pay off his debt.

If Wen can't do it, he can only use force. He doesn't believe that the old man can have three heads and six arms. It's a big deal to take diao'er back and run away. Besides, there is Qiao Fu in the dark. He interrupts and lets Qiao Fu take diao'er.

Qiaofu is a ghost repair. Ordinary people can't see it. Only Yang Yiyun can see it. He nods to Qiaofu and asks him to prepare to rob diao'er.

Yang Yiyun snorted coldly to the old man: "old man, if you don't keep your promise, I'm not polite."

In his speech, Yang Yiyun walked out and made fun of the old man. He didn't have the slightest carelessness when he faced the old man with strong breath. His hand was full of genuine Qi. With the powerful power of his body, the power of this fist was not small.

When the old man saw Yang Yiyun's fist, he grinned and said, "aha, how dare you fight with me?"

He didn't care about Yang Yiyun's fist at all.

He raised his hand casually to meet Yang Yiyun's fist.

In one scene, in Yang Yiyun's eyes, the old man seemed to raise his hand casually, but his hand was lightning fast.

When Yang Yiyun saw clearly, the old man's hand had already reached his fist.

"Boom ~"

Yang Yiyun's face suddenly changed. He only felt the overwhelming power coming from the old man's hand.

Then there was a click on his wrist.

Yang Yiyun knew that his wrist was broken.

And then the body flew upside down and hit the arm hard.

"Click, click

He broke five bamboos in a row before he stopped.

At this time, he vomited blood with a puff.

My mind is turning upside down, and my mind is short circuited.

It's terrifying~

This old man is a pervert.

He slapped at random, and he didn't even resist.

Is there any use of force?

Even with Joe Fu in the dark, it's useless.

What is the strength of an old pervert?

Congenital seven, eight?

Or the nine level masters, or have they transcended the innate level of existence?

Yang Yiyun lay in the place, thinking so.

Fortunately, the old man didn't take advantage of the victory. He also felt that the old man's reply just now was random. If he did his best, he might hang up.

It's still spitting blood. It's not a serious internal injury.

After sitting up and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Yiyun yelled in his heart: "old man, I met the most powerful old pervert in my life. What should I do?"

After calling master in his heart, Yun tianxie's voice rang out: "cough, this man's strength, you need to look up to him in the short term, so what, pretend to be a grandson~If he wants to take diao'er, let him take it. If he has strength in the future, you are going to take it. If he still does it later, there is only one way to be a teacher. Pretend to be a grandson and run away. "

"Well, dead old man, as you say, this old pervert can't even suppress your spirit?" Yang Yiyun was too surprised. This was the first time that the master said that he would pretend to be a grandson.

"Smelly boy, I'm a master of twelve robberies. It's true that I'm a immortal, but I'm a ghost. Plus I've helped you several times in a row, my spirit is unstable. If you ask me to do it again, I'll lose my soul in the face of this man. To tell you the truth, this man's strength is as solid as gold elixir.

However, he is comparable to the Jindan in both body and spirit. It's not a discounted Jindan of the Lu family sisters. It's not a practitioner. It should be a person who transcends the innate ancient martial arts. It's hard for the remnant spirit of the teacher to suppress him. Besides, it seems that this person doesn't want to kill you. If he kills you, just one blow will be enough to kill you.

So I didn't do it, and I don't plan to do it now. Just pretend to be your grandson and don't fight hard. The big deal is to let him take the mink away and get it back in the future. "

The voice of yuntianxie is also full of helplessness.

Hearing the master's voice, Yang Yiyun was extremely depressed. He was so immortal that he could come out with an ancient warrior who had surpassed his inborn nature. It was so painful.

Fortunately, the old man looked crazy and didn't have to deal with himself further, otherwise Yang Yiyun would have run away.

At this time, the old man said with a smile: "you are a little funny. It's obvious that you have no innate ability. Your internal power is the highest cultivation of dark strength, but your strength is comparable to that of innate ability. It's strange ~"

He said, pulling his head behind him, pulling his beard and talking to himself, and then asked, "who did you learn from, little doll?"

Yang Yiyun is a good student now. Force can't solve the problem, so he can only return to Wen Li. Hearing the old man's words, he said in his heart: "brother, many means can be used to show his strength. Let alone the first level, even the second level can deal with it. By the way, do you want to try witchcraft blood curse on the old man?"

"You can pull him down. The magic essence and blood curse is good for congenital. It's just death to deal with this person. Don't really make him angry. You can't even cry." Master Yun tianxie's voice sounded at the bottom of my heart.

"Well, forget it." Yang Yiyun is right when he thinks about it. Some crazy old people in front of him surpass the innate ancient martial arts. They are comparable to the gold elixir of the practitioners. It may not be useful to use the blood essence of witchcraft.

Looking at the old man Yang Yiyun's preparation, he saw if he could get diao'er back. He said, "don't worry about my school, old man. Let's get back to the point. How can you give diao'er back to me, or I'll compensate you for a good Maotai?"

"Go out, old man brewed wine is a secret recipe, not ordinary wine, that is, give me ten cars or dry, old man's bamboo leaf wine used by the essence of heaven and earth baptized bamboo leaves brewing, in the ancient Wu border wine is second only to monkey wine, unless you can take out monkey wine to exchange, otherwise it will not be discussed.

However, the unique advantage of monkey wine is that the monkey can brew it in a special environment. Don't even think about it. In this way, don't pester me, or I'm really rude to you. "After that, the old man turned around and left without looking at Yang Yiyun.

However, before he took three steps, he suddenly stopped, sniffed his nose and said to himself, "what a delicious wine. I haven't even asked about it. It's the taste of monkey wine."

During the old man's speech, his face was full of obsession and greediness, and he began to swallow saliva subconsciously, When I turned around, I saw the boy opposite holding a ceramic wine bottle and looking at him with a smile.

Yang Yiyun was very happy. This crazy old man was obviously a man obsessed with wine. When he said monkey wine, Yang Yiyun knew there was a turning point in this matter.

In his heart, a bottle of monkey wine was put out from the Qiankun pot. Half of the monkey wine he got from monkey tease's hometown was put in the Qiankun pot space, and half of it was still in the Qiankun pot space.

After opening the lid of the wine in hand, the aroma of the monkey wine floated out in an instant. However, I saw the old man turned around with an obsessed face.

Then, when Yang Yiyun didn't respond, he saw that the old man's eyesight was pure and disappeared in the same place.

Then Yang Yiyun only felt a gust of wind, and looked at the bottle in his hand.

The crazy old man appeared at his side, holding the monkey wine in his hand, put it on his nose and sniffed it. He said to himself, "it's really the monkey wine, it's really the monkey wine." his voice was full of excitement.

But Yang Yiyun saw it with a smile, and a wonderful idea suddenly appeared in his mind.