Son of Heaven

But it's not a big deal, Liang Chen didn't think too much, and nodded in response with a smile.

As soon as the two of them said this, a bell-like voice sounded from the Baishi path, "Lao Yu, are you still pretending to taste tea? Haha, seeing me as a real master of tea art, how dare you stay there?" Pretentious?" The voice laughed loudly, and there was a sarcasm in the voice that belonged to friends.

"Look, look, this old man has become a habit of running on me as soon as he arrives." Uncle Yu was so angry that his beard was raised, and he snorted angrily.

"Who do you say is old and immortal? I think you are old and immortal! How dare you call me Yang Zhongyong? Believe it or not, I will kill you?" The voice said angrily.At this time, on the Baishi path, under the escort of two guards with a look of indifference between their brows, came an extremely tall old man, wearing a yellow suit without a collar, with an armed belt tied around his waist as usual, His face is rosy, he has no beard, his eyes are as big as copper bells, and he looks extremely energetic. Although he looks like he is more than seventy years old, he walks like a dragon and a tiger, and his waist is straight. The origin of the soldiers, regardless of the spirit, is even stronger than many middle-aged people who are in a sub-healthy state.

At the same time, he naturally had an aura of calmness and prestige, his eyes were radiant with cold electricity, wherever he looked, he seemed to be able to stir up iron and blood invisibly, and he was full of prestige. [

"Hey... what an old general." Liang Chen couldn't help applauding from the bottom of his heart.Judging by his aura, this old man is definitely not an ordinary person.What's more, who can enter Uncle Yu's courtyard, how can there be ordinary people?

Over there, Yang Zhongyong had already walked over and went straight up the steps, but he saw Liang Chen sitting at the end of the guest seat from a distance, and couldn't help frowning, his eyes were full of doubts.

Probably he also knew the rules of Uncle Yu's place very well, Liang Chen's ability to sit there swaggeringly was enough to prove his status.

He walked over directly, went up the steps, glanced at Liang Chen again, and stopped looking at him.Da Ma sat down on the stage with a golden knife, picked up a small purple sand pot and "sipped" a sip of tea contentedly, pointed to the teapot in Uncle Yu's hand, "Old Yu, I didn't mean you, but Are you drinking that oriental beauty tea? Tsk tsk, listen to the name, how boring, it sounds so weak, I said, Lao Yu, why are you getting more and more useless? Not only did you come to Jiangcheng to nest, you even drank it The tea is soft, and you have lost the backbone of your youth, really, I very much doubt that you are still the Yu Zhanyuan you used to be." Yang Zhongyong shook his head and said authentically.

"You, don't you want him to fart here, why did I come to Jiangcheng to nest? I don't bother to fight with those bastards, otherwise, do you think they can be my opponent? Drinking tea is drinking Tea, what are you doing with those things that don't smell like fart?" Yu Zhanyuan blew his beard and stared furiously, pointing at Yang Zhongyong, the smell of gunpowder was very strong when the two met, and it seemed that they wanted to fight immediately like.

Liang Chen was dumbfounded as he watched from the side, he didn't expect that the older these two were, the hotter their tempers would be.

"You old man, I'm caring about you, you're still such a dog who bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know good people, that's why you fart." Not to be outdone, Yang Zhongyong's temper was even hotter than Uncle Yu's, and the two immediately patted each other. They scolded each other at the table, and even turned out the 700-year-old millet and 800-year-old chaff.This also made Liang Chen very worried, whether the two of them would really fight.