Amid the laughter of the crowd, Chang Huaiyuan gradually let go of his "heart knot" and started laughing together.
Chen Daji was laughing so hard that he was out of breath.
At this time, he still couldn't help but be curious:
Taking the risk of being unable to catch a breath and suffocating to death, I asked Hua Jiu Di.
"Old, old, boss, since fighting is useful for spiritual practice, why don't other immortal families go?"
"I would say the one who should go the most is Master Ba: he is too cowardly and needs to be taken out to practice!"
Hua Jiunan is well-educated and can still answer questions even though he is smiling.
"Soldiers, this is a dangerous place!"
"You don't know the big plan. Throughout the ages, the battlefield has been the most dangerous place in the Three Realms."
"The more tragic the battlefield, the more so."
"This kind of danger is not only for ordinary people, but also for practitioners. It can even be said to be more dangerous."
"Because no matter what realm of monks they are: even if they are true immortals or ancient Buddhas who descend to the earth, they will become extremely fragile once they are attacked by the murderous aura and evil spirits on the battlefield."
"Not only can't he show off his skills at all, but his physical strength has also become almost the same as that of ordinary people."
Having said this, Hua Jiunan looked at Chang Huaiyuan with a look of deep admiration.
"Think about the plan. Throughout the ages, there have been several cultivators who are willing to put aside their thousands of years of practice and go to dangerous places like battlefields to fight on an equal footing with ordinary people!"
"Brother Chang has great perseverance, great wisdom, and cares about his family, country, and world. He is truly a role model for our generation!"
After hearing Hua Jiunan's explanation, Chen Daji admired Chang Huaiyuan even more.
I inadvertently glanced at Mr. Chang Ba who had a happy face and secretly cooked water and noodles, and couldn't help but "despise" him even more.
Pooh!
It’s true, Master Eight is not the biological child of Brother Chang’s parents!
It must have been hatched by the "bad guy" that the two elders picked up from the wild in order to make up a lucky number!
While everyone was talking and laughing, Uncle Li spoke in a deep voice.
While thanking the Chang family for their generous gift, I did not forget to remind Hua Jiunan:
After using this painting of awe-inspiring righteousness to nourish his mother's soul, it must be framed and passed down from generation to generation for future generations to admire and learn from.
Learn from his loyalty to the country and his fearless bravery!
Now that things have come to an end, it's the turn of Huang Zuo and his wife to give gifts.
Obviously, the couple still didn't reach an agreement, and they still argued in a way that others couldn't understand, with faces red in the face.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Huang Zuo said calmly.
"I'm sorry, everyone. The old lady and I still have to discuss it for a while. How about... How about you invite Brother Gray Six first?"
Hui Lao Liu smiled when he heard this, stuffed the last spicy stick into Wu Xin's little mouth and said.
"Our Hui family has always been in a poor state, and there are many kids in the family."
"In recent years, if it hadn't been for the care of Mr. Xiao and Brother Daji, I would have been too poor to expose the blame. There would be no good things to show off in front of Mr. Xiao."
"So don't look at me, I gave it to you."
After hearing Hui Laoliu's words, Huang Zuo and his wife couldn't help but be stunned.
"Brother Sixth, Mr. Xiao's family has such a big deal, how dare you, you, you don't even get a cent!"
"You, you, you do things like this, aren't you afraid that the little gentleman will be angry and hold a grudge in your heart?!"
Hui Laoliu smiled again, shook his head and said lightly.
"Brother Huang Zuo, when I hear what you say, I know: you still don't understand our sixth brother, let alone Mr. Xiao!"
"Although the young gentleman has just passed the age of study, his magnanimity and magnanimity are far beyond what others can match!"
"How can you treat me differently just because I didn't offer a gift?"
After saying this, Hui Lao Liu paused.
"Hehe, after all, although our family is poor, we have accumulated some miscellaneous things over the years that others look down upon."
"It's just that there are too many things and I don't know what the little gentleman is missing here, so it's not convenient to carry them with me."
"I will naturally ask the young gentleman to pick it out in person later, and I will take whatever is missing."
"Even if it costs my life, we will not hesitate."
"If you hesitate or frown even a little bit, we, the sixth old man, will be raised by your Huang family!"
