Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Di Bo was stunned and said in surprise: "What! When did it happen? Your master is not weak, so he was taken away so easily? It must be because he didn't practice hard on weekdays!"

"Di Bo, that happened four years ago. It's not that the master is not strong enough, it's because the devil is too powerful. Doesn't Di Bo know the devil?" Fan Tianluo asked eagerly.

"Of course I know, the smelly old man of their sect master has fought with the old man!" Di Bo immediately showed a smug look, "I haven't seen him for thousands of years, and the old guy is so powerful? It's not appropriate."

When Shi Hualu heard Di Bo's words, he was so startled that his feet went limp, and he almost knelt on the ground. What he was carrying on his back was actually a thousand-year-old monster. The question is, which one can become a thousand-year-old monster? Still make people forget?

Cui Yan smiled and shook his head. They had already guessed that this old man was actually fond of playing and teasing people. In fact, he estimated that he could kill the four of them with just one finger.

"Di Bo, are you a ten-thousand-year old demon?" Fan Tianluo's mouth twitched, not afraid that the old man would be angry if he said this, and Mo Xingchen and the others turned pale with fright.

"Ten-thousand-year old demon? Hehe, little girl, you are really brave, but this is the first time I have heard someone say this to the old man. Now do you want the old man to steam you or braise you? It has been a long time for the old man." I’ve never eaten braised pork before.” After speaking, he opened his mouth to chew, looking as if he was about to drool.

Fan Tianluo rolled her eyes bluntly and said: "Steamed, braised, what's delicious, I can also spicy, cumin, soy sauce, hot pot, that is the delicacy in the world."

"What! There are so many varieties? Little girl, you, you must make it for the old man to eat. Let's go, let's cook now." Di Bo's figure moved down from Shi Hualu's back suddenly. Deputy anxious look.

"Di Bo, I still have a lot to do, can I make it for you when I have time?" Fan Tianluo smiled secretly.

"Ah! How can that be done? The old man's stomach is growling now, listen to it." Di Bo's stomach groaned loudly, and the three men suddenly had black lines on their heads.

"Di Bo, where are you going to live in Star Mang Valley?" Fan Tianluo was going to let the old urchin jump into the ditch by himself.

"Live at the little girl's house! Hehe, the little girl won't dislike the old man, right? The old man was handsome when he was young." Di Bo didn't forget to brag about himself again.

The corner of Fantianluo's mouth twitched and said, "Of course Xiaoluo doesn't dare to dislike her, but Xiaoluo is going to live in the Gulou, is Di Bo willing to go?"

"Gu Lou? That kid Mo Qingtian's old lair? I'm not going. This kid is a bad fart. He's still the old guy's old friend. The old man can't afford to mess with him." Di Bo shook his head repeatedly, stretched out his hand and shook his fingers, It refers to the strong man who gave him the ring.

Mo Xingchen said in surprise and joy: "Di Bo, do you know my father?"

"Your father? Mo Qingtian?" Di Bo immediately widened his old eyes, took a closer look at Mo Xingchen, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but you are more like your mother." His jaw is bare.

"You, you still know my mother?" Mo Xingchen was so excited that he stuttered. Few people would talk to him about such things.

"Why don't you know me? Your mother is a great beauty, but it's a pity that she is so beautiful. Hey, boy Mo is really unlucky." Di Bo's words once again made everyone's heads full of spider threads. Is there such a way to entertain others?