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Chapter 90 Beggar

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    Subconsciously, he felt that he liked Fang Lang.  Fang Lang liked him, so the two of them were naturally lovers.  Since we are lovers, why should we be restrained?  If she knew what Fang Lang was really thinking at this time, she might even kill him without letting Fang Lang touch him.

    Fang Lang also took advantage of the situation and hugged him, his eyes just glanced at him and then he didn't dare.  He had to be careful when dealing with Miss Huang.  The two of them cuddled up to each other, talking softly and sweetly.  Suddenly, a strange smell came from behind, it smelled like a grade exam.  But it felt like being burned, and both of them were stunned at the same time.  Huang Rong frowned and said displeasedly: "The wind is clear and the sun is beautiful, so much scenery. Sleeping here will ruin the scenery."

    "She was so sweet with her lover for a while, but someone interrupted her. Are you angry?"  As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a businessman in the dense forest say: "It's just a girl from some family, so rude. Isn't it okay for me to cut off the chicken and eat it? I don't care about what others eat, are you an official?"  ?¡±

    Huang Rong is very smart, but she has the temper of a child.  As soon as she heard this, she still had a good temper. Fang Langla couldn't hold her back and jumped up and headed towards the dense forest.  Fang Lang was afraid that someone was plotting against him, so he quickly followed behind.  When the two of them arrived in the dense forest, they found a ray of green smoke in the sky, and an old beggar covered in rags was roasting his muscles.  He didn't seem to notice that the two people had arrived, his eyes were staring at the muscles, and his mouth was drooling.

    Huang Rong pinched her nose subconsciously when she saw his appearance, and said angrily: "You are here, old man, have you ever tortured me like this during the exam?"

    The little boy didn't notice them at first, but when he heard this, he showed an angry face, turned his head suddenly and said: "You girl, what do you know about movies! The little boy is an expert in this field!"

    It¡¯s okay not to say that he is an expert. When he said this, Huang Rong burst into laughter. She didn¡¯t know where her anger had gone.  She pointed to the muscles she was leaning against and said, "What if you're the only one who's ruining this chicken!"

    When the old beggar heard this, his eyes lit up and he turned his head to look at him curiously.  Obviously this chicken is very valuable, and judging from his tone, it should be an expensive ingredient.  Fang Lang was not proficient in this, but he saw the pity look on Huang Rong's face.  The little second child was also pleasantly surprised, but he was unwilling to admit defeat. He snorted and said, "Little girl, you are so boastful. How do you think this chicken should be tortured?"

    How could Huang Rong tell him directly? She raised her head slightly and said coldly and proudly: "You disturbed Brother Fang and I just now, so of course I can't tell you. Unless you apologize to me and call me Aunt Sansheng!"

    "Grandma!" As soon as she finished speaking, the old beggar spoke cleanly.  Fang Lang's eyes widened, and he saw a man of half a hundred calling Huang Rong "aunt" sincerely, and a word popped into his head, "Foodie!"  The old man was worthy of being a foodie among foodies, and he looked at Fang Lang with his eyes moving.  If it hadn't been for what happened just now, people would only suspect that he was a pervert.

    Huang Rong's face became a little better after hearing how happy he was. She walked up to the puller and said, "Get out of the way and look at me!" She squatted down and started flexing her muscles.  Fang Lang looked at the old man carefully for a while and found that apart from being a foodie, he didn't seem to have any hostility.  However, he did not dare to say that the old man's identity was simple. He spent several days exploring the Beggar Clan.  It is impossible for no one to discover him. There must be someone following him to test him?

    With this in mind, he was also careful.  Standing aside, ready to take action at any time.  But they saw Huang Rong busy. After a while, her smiling face turned red due to the stove fire, but she was not embarrassed at all.  She was skilled in the movements of her hands, and the Hou Temple was controlled very well by him.  The flames laughed, and the pheasant's deflection speed was very clever.  After a while, a burst of fragrance hit my nostrils and infuriated my heart.  Even Fang Lang couldn't help but feel a little appetite and admired Huang Rong's superb cooking skills.

    Not to mention the little beggar, his eyes are almost green.  Looking at the muscles, the saliva in his mouth became a waterfall.  After Huang Rong finished, she suddenly grabbed the pole with the chicken on it, stood up and ran towards Fang Lang.  The old man didn't expect her purpose. He suddenly jumped up and hit Huang Rong's vest.

    Treating a little girl, he showed no mercy at all.  Fang Lang's expression turned pale, and he hurriedly rushed towards the old man.

    The old man obviously didn't expect that Fang Lang was so fast, and he was on his side in a moment.  The hand that was only removed from Huang Rong's vest turned towards Fang Lang, and a golden light flashed in his hand accompanied by a dragon roar.  Fang Lang's expression changed and he blurted out: "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" As he spoke, he also put a little more force into his hands.

    Boom!  The palms of the two people intertwined, and a strong wind blew.  Huang Rong had noticed the old man's sneak attack, but she had no time to dodge.  At this time, his whole body was in great pain from being shaken by the strong wind, and he threw himself to the ground.  The roast chicken in his hand also flew into the air and headed towards the river!

    At this time, how can the two of them care about roast chicken? The old beggarBeggar and Fang Lang exchanged palms, with extremely surprised eyes.  But seeing that the roasted chicken was in danger, he abandoned Fang Lang and rushed towards the roasted chicken.  At this time, all Fang Lang had to do was step forward and slap him, and the old man would be dead.  He felt funny in his heart, thinking that Hong Qigong should be the one who knew the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

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    Hong Qigong threw the roasted chicken down, grabbed it with one hand, and put it into his mouth before it even hit the ground. His mouth was filled with oily starch.  At this time, Huang Rong also returned to the future. Her face turned pale with fright. She grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at Hong Qigong. She said angrily: "I'll let you eat it!"

    The dust was flying, and Hong Qigong couldn't avoid it, and some of it was stained on the roast chicken.  But he didn't mind, brushed off the dust and continued to eat a few mouthfuls, then shook his head with satisfaction and said: "It's delicious! It's really delicious!"

    When Huang Rong saw him like this, she became even more angry.  He grabbed another stone and was about to throw it out, but Fang Lang stopped him.  Huang Rong had no choice but to bite her hard and snorted coldly: "I'm so disrespectful! I won't make you any food again!"

    Fang Lang glared at him bitterly and said, "This is the senior Hong Qigong who is as famous as your father. You must not be rude."

    Huang Rong stamped her feet angrily, but she didn't dare to lose her temper at him. She just stared at Hong Qigong bitterly.  Fang Lang apologized: "The old man is right. He beats Fang Lang completely. I have met the senior."

    Hong Qigong put away his smile, looked at Maitreya slightly, and said with a smile: "It turns out it's Fang Lang who came in and became famous! I heard that you outsmarted Zhamuhe on the grassland, and defeated 100,000 elite soldiers with one person. I didn't expect that you came to the Central Plains.  , but became the lackey of the Jin man!"

    Fang Lang looked at him in surprise, one hundred thousand?  There were at best five thousand people that day. Pig, if you think about it, someone may have exaggerated.  Whether there were TV videos in this era, it was all passed down by word of mouth.  Five thousand people can be said to be ten thousand, and ten thousand can be said to be twenty thousand.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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