"Give it to a little friend." Sitting on the seat, the lonely old man did not squint, and felt a little sad in his heart.
In the past, how could Gongnfeng dare to talk to him like this.
Now, then.
"Is it Xiao Yang?" Gong nfeng's breathing increased, and his expression of cruelty and violence rose above his face.
"Yes." Gu Lao nodded slowly without lying.
This kind of thing can be clear with a little inquiries. He just wants to conceal it, but he can't hide it.
What's more, it's not a big secret.
"Sure enough." In Gongnfeng's eyes, bloodshot roots spread.
The one who killed Gongjing was Xiao Yang.
Since the old man Gu had a favor to Xiao Yang, he was his enemy.
Before, he just wanted to insult the lonely old man.
But now, he not only wants to insult, but also to make the lonely old not as good as death, to experience the despair and powerlessness as revenge.
"Gu Lao, I heard about your craftsmanship, inherited from master craftsman Rongping, then can you show here, what is unique about Master Rongping's craftsmanship?" Gongn Fengyinsi said.
"The old man can only repair, not refine tools." Gu Lao's eyes sank.
Gongnfeng is planning to attack him.
But he couldn't understand why Gong nfeng only troubled him because Gu Tang was also by his side.
He didn't know.
Xiao Yang killed Gong Jing, so Gong nfeng put the account on his head.
"Can't refine tools?"
Gongnfeng said aggressively: "Since the lonely old man hides his clumsiness, Gongmou has no reason to chase after him, so let's take a copy of the content of Master Rongping's handwriting master's handbook to open your eyes to everyone. Long insight, how?"
Gu Lao's heart was tight, his eyes gushing with anger.
copy?
The handwriting master handbook is his master's life experience, and it is also the inheritance of their lineage. How can they be watched by others at will, Gong n Feng just wants to insult him.
Step on the ground and insult!
"What do you say about my proposal?" A vicious smile flashed in Gongnfeng's eyes.
Suddenly.
Many strong people in Baihongshan clamored one after another.
"The lonely old man, you must know how to share, we don't mind wasting ti watching."
"We will appreciate you!"
"Maybe, we can also beco a refiner?"
"Yes, show us, you can't lose anything."
Most of the people who gibberish don't really want to learn the art of refining, just to please the courtesy.
As soon as the Gu family and the Gu family were annexed, there was only one refining master family in the huge Southern Territory.
As for the lonely old man?
Humiliation is no big deal.
For them, there are only advantages, no disadvantages.
"Gongnfeng..." The lonely old man was angry and angry, and leaked the master handbook, but he was disrespectful to his master. If his dead master knew about it, he would have to crawl out of the coffin board.
Gongnfeng, this is to make him faceless to face his teacher.
In the future, he won't want to be a man anymore.
"Why, Gu Lao has objections to my proposal?" Gong nfeng smiled, and Gu Lao's angry expression made him particularly happy.
Do not write? He exploded the last two fluorite boats and killed the lone family.
wrote? The lonely old face was sweeping.
He believed.
In the face of these two choices, the lonely old man will definitely choose the latter.
"I wrote!"
The clenched right hand was loosened, and the lonely old face was suddenly darkened a bit. Gongnfeng closed it, and a huge stone slab fell on the stage.
"Write it."
Gongnfeng smiled and said: "This is a thousand-year athyst stone. Unless it is destroyed, the things carved on it will never disappear. In the future, this athyst stone slab will be placed in front of Gong's house to witness Gong Ho and Lone Family Alliance."
The lonely old cheek was pumping wildly.
The biggest insult is not too much.
"Old man, hurry up!"
"I can't wait!"
"I have taken out all the mory spar, and I intend to imprint this scene."
The people who had just made noises yelled again, and Gong nfeng's face showed the pleasure of revenge.
Below Gu Tang's heart, there was a deep sorrow.
The rabbit is dead and the fox is sorrowful.
He is sympathetic to the lonely old man.
But he can't protect himself, so what can he do?
"Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, maybe it's worth it."
Glancing at the wine table, those faces that looked excited and urged him to write quickly, Gu Lao turned his head, the tips of the fingers that were hard to lift up flashed with spiritual power.
He just raised his finger.
"Boom!"
The courtyard of Gong's house suddenly shook, and a large pit caved out, in which the deadly figure shocked countless people to their feet.
"Gong Jing!"
The young master of the Gong family, Gong Jing, smashed down from the sky!
"Jing'er!" Gong nfeng's face turned pale, and his sneer expression was instantly replaced by unconcealable grief. He raised his head and his face was distorted.
It's Xiao Yang!
Only Xiao Yang can do such a thing!
at the sa ti.
"Boom! Bang! Bang!"
The silhouettes of Gong's family were like teorites, scattered all over the sky, smashing into the courtyard of Gong's family, the lively banquet just now was a ss.
Only a few people still sit there~~ drinking tea lightly.
These people are all top powerhouses in Bai Hongshan, so naturally they won't lose their stance like ordinary people do.
"This kid!"
In the small pavilion in the backyard, Gong Qinglin's expression changed slightly: "The weakest people sent to besieged him are the sixth-order spiritual kings, and the seventh-order and eighth-order spiritual kings are even more of them. How can he survive? From here?"
Not only did Xiao Yang co.
He also smashed the strong n who besieged him one by one in the courtyard.
This is a provocation and a declaration of war!
"It's kind of interesting, it's not as boring as it was just now." Bai Qin gently sipped his teacup, with a small smile on his face, as if he was treating Xiao Yang as a toy.
"What about it?" Gong Qinglin snorted coldly.
There are countless strong people in the Gong family, and Xiao Yang ca here only to seek his own death.
The front yard, in the sky.
Grasping a seventh-order spirit king whose spiritual gate was closed by water, Xiao Yang looked down, kicked out the seventh-order spirit king who scread like a pig, and smashed into the courtyard heavily, torn apart.
Without the support of spiritual power, how could he withstand Xiao Yang's power.
"No, forgive us!"
The dozens of Gong family mbers floating in the sky looked at the tribe mbers who were beaten to death, all of them weeping bitterly, and they were almost scared to death on the spot.
Thinking how excited they were when they first saw Xiao Yang, they wanted to kill Xiao Yang and take Mu You and Lu Yunxuan as their own.
But when they saw the Gong family who was **** in a string by the water, they were all gone.
"Boom boom boom!"
His body flickered, and Xiao Yang kicked his right foot continuously. When the last Gong family mber was thrown to death, he slowly landed, and his voice was enveloped by spiritual power, roaring like thunder.
"Gong Qinglin old dog, I'm here, don't you get out!"
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