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Tilapia kindly reminded Tang Lian and the others that they ran to the backyard and met Sikong Qianluo, who had run away from home and came to steal his senior brother's mission.

The carriage broke down, and Sikong Qianluo snatched the horse pulling the carriage and ran away.

The next day.

A new carriage, Tang Lian's clothes were in tatters, and she was sitting there with a sad face.

Similar to him, Lei Wujie, who was driving, had bruises and bruises all over his body, and he looked like he would be beaten hard.

Lei Wujie was driving outside. There were three people in the carriage and a golden coffin.

The protagonist's three-person team was forced to go into business and had to accept the brutal big man.

"Don't stare at me. The things in the coffin may be attractive to others, but they are of no use to me.

I am following you because I know that the next journey for you will be very lively.

Cha Cha, apart from beautiful women, my favorite thing is to eat melon and watch the fun."

"Senior, may I ask what your name is?" Taking a deep breath, and another deep breath, after enduring it all night, Tang Lian finally asked out her curiosity.

"My name is Tilapia, my age is confidential, my gender is male, and I like women."

"The special code likes women, as if anyone likes men."

At the same time, Xiao Se recalled his experience last night, "I always felt that I had to go out without looking at the almanac during this trip."

"Senior, do you know what is in the golden coffin?" Seeing Tilapia sitting by the window, his legs naturally resting on the top of the coffin, Tang Lian, who didn't expect his name to be in the world, stopped thinking about it and instead asked curiously.

As for suspecting that the other party wanted to steal the coffin, he and Lei Wujie were injured and beaten to the point where they were unable to fight back. He knew that the tall man opposite him was not interested in the golden coffin.

Otherwise, it would be easy for that person to kill people and gain goods.

"Yeah, I know." He nodded and saw a few people staring at him curiously. Even Lei Wujie opened the car curtain and looked at him curiously. Tilapia smiled and said, "I know, but I won't tell you."

Lei Wujie: "Cut!"

Xiao Se: "I really deserve a beating."

Tang Lian: "⊙▽⊙."

Ignoring a few people, Tilapia flipped through the book and said lazily, "I'm proficient in the Qi-gazing technique, and what I like most is watching the fun.

You call it a coincidence, but ever since there were rumors about a golden coffin in the world, I knew there would be a lot of excitement.

Moreover, when I saw you three, I knew that the fun this time would be more interesting than I imagined."

He pointed at Lei Wujie, and then pointed at Tang Lian: "The last time it was lively, I saw the young Baili Dongjun, Lei Mengsha.

I watched that lively scene for more than ten years, until the end of the Demon Sect's Eastern Expedition.

Now that I see you guys, I know that the excitement this time will be no less than last time."

"Forehead???"

"Senior, do you really know my master?" Seeing Tilapia's vow, Tang Lian asked curiously.

Don't talk about him, Lei Wujie and Xiao Se who were driving also pricked up their ears.

"Yes." Nodding, Tilapia fell into memories and said to himself: "I remember that more than 20 years ago, your master Baili Dongjun was only as big as Lei Wujie.

At that time, he didn't know how to do martial arts, and he only wanted to make wine.

Then, that guy stole a land deed at home, ran away from home, and secretly opened a wine shop called Donggui in Chaisang City, a few hundred miles away.

If you don’t count Sikong Changfeng, who was freeloading at that time, speaking of it, I was still the first customer of Donggui Wine Shop."

"Then what?" Seeing the tilapia stop, Lei Wujie asked curiously.

"Then.

Then there was a conflict between the two largest families in Southwest Road at that time, and the Yan family planned to annex the Gu family whose head had just died.

At that time, Beili was known as having the Eighth Young Master, and the younger brother of the head of the Gu family was none other than one of the Eighth Young Masters, Young Master Lingyun.

The atmosphere in Chaisang City was extremely tense. It happened that Baili Dongjun foolishly ran to open a wine shop, and he opened it next door to Gu's house.

Naturally, I got involved.

It was because of the excitement at that time that your master decided to learn martial arts."

Several people listened attentively, and Lei Wujie suddenly asked curiously, "Senior, what is the Eight Young Masters? Does it mean eight people?"

"Um.

At that time, Baili Dongjun was only seventeen and didn't know martial arts. Sikong Changfeng was in poor health and was freeloading at Baili Dongjun's restaurant. Xue Yue Sword Immortal was still a big lolita."

Ignoring the expressions of the top disciples of Xueyuecheng, Tilapia continued: "So, the Eighth Young Master has nothing to do with them.

There was a poem at that time that talked about the Eighth Young Master.

The elegance is unpredictable, the clear song is elegant, the burning ink is full of words, and the clouds are crazy.

Liu Yue is peerless and Mo Chen is ugly, but his ministers are talented and remain unknown.

By the way... the one Zhuo Mo Duoyan was talking about is your father Lei Mengsha."

Seeing Lei Wujie's eyes widen, Tilapia smiled and said, "Your dad is just like you, just as funny and talkative."

Thinking of Lei Mengsha, Tilapia smiled, and then looked at Xiao Se, "As for the other young masters, I think Brother Xiao should know a little bit."

"Ask what love is in the world, and tell me that life and death are mutually beneficial?

Traveling all over the world, Lao Chi has experienced the cold and heat several times!

Pleasure is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children among them.

Jun should say: Thousands of miles of clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains. Who are the shadows going to?

On Hengfen Road, the flutes and drums were played in the lonely days, and the desolate smoke was still plain and clear.

How come the souls of Chu are moaning? The mountain ghosts are crying in the wind and rain.

Heaven is also jealous, and without getting it, the orioles and swallows are all in loess.

For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu." The familiar Yanqiu poem was recited from Xiao Se's mouth, and the latter said in a deep voice: "More than twenty years ago, there was a marriage between the Yan family and the Gu family in Southwest Road.

, the fight happened on the wedding day.

The eldest daughter of the Yan family killed her eldest brother with her own hands, and then committed suicide in the coffin of Gu Luoli, the head of the Gu family.

There are rumors in the world that at that time there was a man and two women who floated down like immortals, leaving behind a poem about Yanqiu. They sealed their coffins with their own hands, and then they floated away."

"That's right, it's me and my two personal maids." Tilapia nodded and put down the book.

Seeing the admission, Xiao Se asked: "I'm very curious, senior, who are you?"

"Me! A passerby who likes beauties and watching the fun, that's all.

You three should do whatever you want, you can just pretend I don't exist.

Of course, don't think that I will help you if you are in danger.

Let me tell you clearly that even if I am not strong enough and someone tears me into pieces, I will not take action."

"The special code is broken into pieces. If you can't speak, don't speak."

Clenching their fists, the three of them cursed in their hearts at the same time.

The carriage headed west quickly. For several days, the three of them were surprised to find that the big man really didn't care about anything as he said.

He reads books every day. In his eyes, a coffin made of gold is no different from a mat used for stepping on his feet.

He didn't practice internal skills, nor did he practice his grandfather. One time, Lei Wujie curiously took a few glances at Tilapia's reading of the masterpiece. His face turned red as a stick of incense, and he almost went crazy. He always felt that his true energy was flowing downwards uncontrollably.

From then on, simple young men no longer dared to touch books that only seniors and experts could read.

For several days, Xiao Se and Tang Lian didn't talk much to Tilapia. Only Lei Wujie asked about his parents from time to time.

According to Tilapia, Lei Wujie's image of his mother has not changed, while his father's tall image has gradually collapsed.

Why was he driven crazy by the big girl next to Baili Dongjun? Why was he stupid enough to run into the enemy's circle all by himself? There was no trap at all, but he took the initiative to send Yunyun to his door.

Not to mention his son, even Xiao Se and Tang Lian felt like their idols were broken.

The legendary General Zhuguo, a man admired by countless Beili soldiers, turned out to be a heartless and talkative person.

If Tilapia hadn't been so steadfast and well-founded in what he said, and had not mentioned Baili Dongjun as a witness from time to time, Lei Wujie would have almost become violent again and tried to find someone who insulted his father.

"Zhuo Mo Duoyan, why do you think your father has such a name?"

In a word, the Lei Wujie nuclear submarine sank instantly.
Chapter completed!