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Chapter Nineteen The Old Man

"It's only a seat like this that you have to have the identities of several people."

Chen Rui was not angry at all, but instead exclaimed.

The third prince looked down at the seat under his butt, and felt the urge to fuck this guy to death.

"Young Master, do you want me to teach this person a lesson? As a member of the Liang Dynasty, he is so flattering to the people of the sect!"

The middle-aged man in the white robe next to him said unhappily, "There is no harm without comparison." Chen Rui was too indifferent to them before, so he was so unhappy."

"I thought I was an interesting person, but I didn't expect my bones to be so soft!"

The third prince was also very unhappy. If Zhou Tian was so flattering to them, he would not be so unbalanced. He could understand the way of survival of low-level monks.

But he was extremely unbalanced to him, a third prince of the Liang Dynasty, and instead flattered him so much at a sectarian force that was not in the Liang Dynasty.

"San brother, if your muscle-filled mind can be turned a little bit, you won't have to be thrown here by your father to find any ancient tomb."

The man in black robe next to him made a faint sound, soft and pleasant sound, like Mingxi, the sound was so nice.

"Can I blame me? I couldn't help it because that guy surrounded Zhixi and looked proud as if he was something."

The third prince looked embarrassed and didn't want to mention it too much, so he turned to it and said, "Then what you mean is that there is something strange about this."

"Show your kindness if you have nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, third brother, please watch first."

The man under the black robe said.

The third prince nodded. Since his sister said this, he would just watch it for the time being. However, what kind of storm can a small person in the Transcendent Realm cause in front of four dragon-level geniuses?

The conversations between the few people were covered by runes and did not spread at all.

"Several adults, this is the feature of our store. Each guest will give you a free bowl of hot tea every day, so you can enjoy it slowly."

Chen Rui came back from the kitchen and carried four cups of hot tea, steaming hot and smoky, and placed it on the table in front of the four.

Widths of white mist floated up and scattered in the air. The Red Armored Knight looked down and his nose sucked slightly. A wisp of smoke was sucked into his body without any problem.

He glanced at Chen Rui again, without saying anything, nor did he use to touch the hot tea in front of him.

Chen Rui didn't care at all. He put down the tea and returned to his seat, smiling as if waiting for instructions.

The third prince had a stern face. He stayed here for a day, so he didn't see any free hot tea. I hope that as my sister said, there was something really wrong, otherwise, he would definitely let Chen Rui know what the end of licking dogs is.

At night, the third prince and his group went to rest. The four cavalry of Liyang did not move. They sat in the lobby. When they reached their level, they would be the same whether they would rest overnight or not.

Chen Rui went to bed honestly. Among such a group of big shots, he didn't dare to practice, for fear of exposing anything.

The next morning, the third prince and his group sat in the lobby early in the morning. The middle-aged man in white robe disappeared and didn't know what he was going to do.

"Hot morning tea, some people use it slowly."

Chen Rui brought four cups of hot tea again, replaced the four cups that had been cooled, and served a few cups of tea to the third prince and his group as if they were decent.

Sitting at the counter and looking at the four cups of tea with misty smoke, Chen Rui's eyes were deep. He put a smile on these cups of tea with a half-step of his killing move and the capital for revenge.

He didn't put the tea in yesterday because he didn't know how the four horses of Lieyang would treat the four cups of tea, but the other party's mind seemed to be all about the third prince and he didn't care about other things.

Fortunately, after a night, those cups of tea were not destroyed by the other party. Of course, the other party would not enjoy hot tea. This was what Chen Rui expected. After putting on the tea with a smile, the taste was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Widths of sunlight spilled in through the window, and the mist emitted by the hot tea floated upwards and merged into the air.

A monk at the Dragon Transformation Level can not eat or drink, but it is impossible not to breathe.

"There are gods above the nine heavens~~The tall seats and sky are observing the world~~ Suddenly one day my heart arises~~I want to go to the nine heavens to see the gods~~The heaven gate does not open the catastrophe and the blood is sprinkled with the gods on earth~~"

A lyrics with a strange tone came into the lobby. An old man walking in, wearing a gray robe, his hair and beard were white, and his eyes were muddy.

All eyes in the lobby changed immediately. Later yesterday, no one entered the store, but no one was able to suffer the four ferocious beasts at the door and the terrifying atmosphere in the store.

But the old man seemed to ignore it and walked straight in. The moment Chen Rui saw the old man, he felt his left eye twitching wildly, and involuntarily opened his ejaculation. In an instant, a purple luck appeared in front of him, flowing mist, and extremely luxurious.

Chen Rui's heart was shocked. A completely unfamiliar color was at least stronger than the Sanzang Realm. What is this old man's identity and why he came here? Is it related to the royal family or Liyang Mountain?

Chen Rui glanced at the guess in his heart, but his movements were not slow. He showed a sunny smile with a signature on his face. He stepped forward to support the old man and said:

"Grandpa, sit down quickly and don't fall. You want to eat something. I'll make it for you now."

The village chief once said that it is a fool to have thighs but not to hold them.

The third prince on the side clenched his fist tightly, and a trace of dragon shadow appeared and he now seriously doubted whether Long Aotian was targeting him.

"Old guy, I don't have money, cough... cough... just want to ask for saliva."

The old man squinted his eyes, as if he was weak and his voice was old and accompanied by a cough.

"Oh, Grandpa, you are joking. What money is needed? It's free. When I see you, I think of Grandpa Li in our village. They are all so kind and kind. They have been out for a long time, and I don't know if he is doing well."

A hint of rosy appeared in Chen Rui's sincere eyes, revealing care.

"What a great little guy."

A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he patted Chen Rui's shoulder, and a trace of splendor flashed through his muddy eyes.

"I can't treat you badly, old man, I don't have any other skills. I have been traveling around the world for so many years, and I have heard a lot of stories and seen a lot of them. I'll just talk about some unverified strange stories here, which is considered to be paying."

"As long as you go, just be happy."

Chen Rui didn't care at all. Even if he wanted to take out a handful of shining treasures from the old man, it didn't show it.

The old man found a seat to sit down, and Chen Rui went to prepare tea for him. The vague eyes of the two people in the lobby fell on him.

"Prince, I can't see through this person. There are two possibilities: one, he is an ordinary old man, and the other, he is far better than me."

The man in armor like an iron tower said to the third prince, with a serious expression.

"It would be okay if the former is, but if the latter is, then this Long Aotian..."

The third prince glanced at the direction of the kitchen.
Chapter completed!
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