"Bai Lao's family is so big, it is worthy of being a martial arts master, the family has a big business, and Nima is also very rich..."

"Hmm... the family is big and the business is big."

"Woc, the white guy is so smart, this is for the whole family to get a job..."

"Hehehe... how can an old fox over 100 years old be a simple person..."

Chapter 182: This isn't cooking, it's art...

"It's so handsome, it's so cool, the kung fu master made a move, and he still looks like a fairy..."

"TM! As a pure man, I actually fell in love with a kung fu master... Am I bent?"

"Tm...upstairs you stole my lines..."

As Mu Han played Tai Chi, the wind blew up again...

Fans in the live broadcast room, the barrage is already beating endlessly...

And a descendant of the white man, already has a shocked expression, his eyes are wide open...

Although they have heard the white man talk about this situation, seeing it with their own eyes is far more intuitive and shocking than listening to it dictated!

There are not many fallen leaves in Bai Lao's yard, only some bamboo leaves.

But even so.

Bamboo leaves are pattering, also following Mu Han's boxing, dancing endlessly for Mu Han's body, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters...

Since the bamboo leaves are not too dense, you can see Mu Han punching in the middle through the four flying bamboo leaves.

At this time, Mu Han is like a god descending to earth!

Elegant movements and figures, plus the vision of flying bamboo leaves around.

This scene is really like a fairy.

The live broadcast room exploded even more.

"Woc, woc, it seems that this time the kung fu masters are doing Tai Chi much more loudly than last time..."

"Hmm, it's really much bigger..."

This situation can be seen by anyone who has seen Mu Han practice Tai Chi for the first time.

After all, this time is much bigger than the first time.

But now that this is Mu Han, he can control the momentum to a minimum.

Bamboo leaves were flying all over the sky, and in the end, when Mu Han collected the money, a 10-meter-sized Tai Chi Yin Yang fish pattern was formed under his feet.

The fans in the live broadcast room can see it clearly.

"It's too strong, it's too strong..."

"I understand, this is the limit of a kung fu master..."

"Hmm...the previous kung fu masters kept a low profile..."

Fortunately, Mu Han couldn't see this sentence, otherwise, his lungs would have exploded with anger.

Isn't Laozi keeping a low profile now?

Is this the limit of Lao Tzu?

Kanglong has regrets, find out!

yard.

A group of Bai Lao's descendants looked at Mu Han at this time, looking up at the mountains!

……

When returning to the mushroom house.

It was already past 10 o'clock.

The ingredients Huang Lei bought are very rich, and when he returned to the mushroom house, he began to prepare lunch...

no doubt.

Mu Han is the commander in chief...

"Liu Xianhua, go kill the fish..."

"Mr. Huang, go and wash these vegetables..."

"Mr. He, go and clean up these crabs..."

He Jiong: "I...I...I don't know how, I have never done such a thing, I rely on my appearance and talent for a living..."

"If you can't learn it." Mu Han is not as good-tempered as Huang Lei: "If you can't learn it, don't eat, we don't support idlers!"

The corner of He Jiong's mouth twitched.

Well, obediently take the crab to clean it.

Reba, Zhang Zifeng and Ouyang all joined together.

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