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Chapter 239: A Dead Fellow Daoist Will Never Die a Poor Daoist!
"This guy... lives in such a luxurious place?"

Looking at the courtyard house of Zhumen Guidong in front of her, Yan Qingyu was dazed.

Do street vendors now live in such luxury? !
This courtyard house in Yanjing costs hundreds of millions!
Thinking of the bad old man living here just now, Yan Qingyu couldn't help feeling reckless.

Siheyuan is already a carrier of culture and an elegant event for cultivating sentiment.

As for the other party, he had the face of a philistine!

Su Yu was also a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Da Yin lives in the city, don't underestimate these guys, maybe a beggar is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, who can say for sure."

Yan Qingyu couldn't help but nodded, and then asked, "Then what shall we do, shall we go in directly?"

"Of course I went in directly. Could it be that I let you blow the cold wind outside?"

Saying that, Su Yu led Yan Qingyu directly through the wall.

Seeing that Su Yu broke in directly, Yan Qingyu couldn't help being startled.

But when she came back to her senses, the two of them had already arrived in the yard, so she had to keep silent so as not to be discovered.

The courtyard house is not small, and it is actually three-entry. Although it looks a little lonely and dilapidated, it is definitely the endorsement of luxury.

If you want to own a courtyard house in this land, unless your ancestors have accumulated virtue, how can ordinary people afford it?

"who is it?!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting, and a white shadow flew by, and an old man with white temples and plain clothes appeared in front of the two of them.

really!

Seeing that the old man was so old and moved so quickly, Yan Qingyu knew that Su Yu's judgment was correct, and that the other party was indeed not an ordinary person.

Seeing the two of Su Yu, Mo Bai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that they were actually two little guys.

"Brother, what happened?!"

Following the urgent cry, Yue An also rushed over, but when he saw Su Yu and the two of them, his expression changed drastically.

"It's you!!"

Damn it, how did these two guys get here!
Could it be that he is really a fellow of the Heavenly Master lineage?

With a livid face, Yue An gritted his teeth, and started cursing in his heart.

Noticing Yue An's expression, Mo Bai immediately understood that he was seen through by these two guys.

Can see through the pretense of the junior and younger brother, and track it down here, can the other party make ordinary people?
Mo Bai thinks 100 million is impossible.

After a brief thought, he cupped his fists and said, "Ahem, my friend, you are being polite. I am acting as the head of the Lower Baji Gate, Mo Bai. I wonder where the holy land is from?"

"The society is too deep, and the rivers and lakes are far away. How about making friends and forming a good relationship?"

Su Yu and the two said, "...".

Listening to this, why does it always feel weird!

"Senior brother, what are you talking about, let's take him down together, so as not to have long nights and dreams!"

Yue An rolled up his sleeves and stared at Su Yu fiercely, it seemed that he was not ready to be good.

Take him down together?

What a joke!
How could an upright and decent person do such things? !

Spread the word, do I not want to lose face?
Besides, it was you who dug the grave and not me, and when someone arrested you, it was not me!

After figuring out the key point, Mo Bai directly rejected the proposal, and even tried to persuade Yue An, "Junior brother, the world is not about fighting and killing, it's the way of the world!"

"I saw that the little friend has clear eyebrows, and the court is open to all directions. I think he is also a person who can distinguish right from wrong. He will never shoot a good person."

As he said that, Mo Bai seemed to have discovered something, and Xu Ai said in surprise, "Hey, brother, what's wrong with your face? Don't worry, you don't need to worry about anything with your brother here."

I... I believe in your evil! !
Yue An's face was purple, as long as he has a broom in his hand, he must drive this old guy out immediately.

What not to worry about?
I'm going to your grandma, you fucking sold me!

Fortunately, you are still a senior brother!
I am! !
Already so angry by Mo Bai's operation that his six orifices were smoking, Yue An's mentality burst directly.

"Okay, you want to be wise and protect yourself, right? I will die with you directly!"

A stern look flashed across his eyes, and Yue An immediately started to explode himself:
"I admit that I did it, but all the ancient tombs were located by my brother Guanqi, and he instigated everything."

"You fucking fart!"

Mobai's face turned red after swearing, but he didn't care so much, he blew his beard and stared at him and told the truth, "I was kidnapped by you and came here, and I suffered all kinds of humiliation!"

snort! !

"If it wasn't for comforting you, how could there be a day when you will see the light of day again? The old man is a victim, and you dare to beat him up?!"

What the hell!

You come to Lao Tzu's place to eat and drink by yourself, and you still have the face to say these things!

You are still human!
"Mo Bai, you bastard, I don't have a brother like you!"

"Senior brother imprisoned, what exactly do you want to do?! Turn your back and be right!"

"Fart! Who the hell is begging me like a father, what the hell are you doing!"

"You're shit!"

"You are!"

"... "

Eyes raised up like cross-eyed, Mobai and Mobai collided directly, as if gunpowder met fire and would explode at any moment.

Uh…

Two people who are over half a hundred years old are here to swear at the street, Yan Qingyu is speechless, how can there be such a superior demeanor!

For these two live treasures, Su Yu was also overjoyed.

This brother is still brother and friend.

You don't hesitate to cheat people!

Especially the senior brother, who looks more decent than anyone else, looks like a Taoist of the Wudang sect, and it turned out to be so.

Dead friends don't die poor...

More black-bellied and perineal than anyone else, he even sells his junior brother as soon as he says he wants to!

This is simply learned the essence!
I don't know how the masters of these two guys taught them such apprentices.

It's really surprising that he didn't die of anger!
In other words, their master was also cheated to death by his senior brother's temper...

emmm, the content here is worth exploring.

Seeing that the two were still chattering and arguing, Su Yu raised his brows and reminded involuntarily:

"I said you won't, so you plan to fool around like this?"

"of course not!"

Mo Bai glanced at Yue An, who immediately put aside.

Mo Bai trotted over, with a straight smile on his face, and handed Su Yu a bank card indiscriminately.

"Hey, little friend, they are all begging for life in the society and the rivers and lakes. Take this kindness with you, take it with you..."

Su Yu, "...".

You are very social!

"Bah! Look at your cowardly appearance, don't call me your senior brother!"

It seems that he can't understand Mo Bai's style, Yue An suddenly said angrily.

"What did you say?!"

Being stepped on by the tail, Mo Bai's voice gradually rose, as if he had reached the end of his forbearance, and the old face glared at the other party angrily.

Yue An was also unceremonious, rushed over directly, and yelled into Mo Bai's ear:
"I said...you are not worthy to be my senior brother!"

hiss~
The eardrums were almost smashed, and Mo Bai covered his ears with a headache, as if he was quite frightened.

"Hey, don't make trouble... ah!"

Just as Yan Qingyu was about to speak, suddenly a cold current hit her face.

But the two people who were originally cynical now had serious expressions on their faces, with the cold and fierce light of a wolf shining in their eyes, and they attacked Su Yu menacingly.

Between lightning and flint.

One person, straight to the chest.

One person, attack the next three roads!
This scene immediately startled Yan Qingyu.

(End of this chapter)