Well, Master Zuo is definitely not a masochist. The reason why he is relaxed is because...he judged that the other party really has no murderous intention!

If you don't want to kill me, then you are not an enemy...

This old man has such a high level of cultivation, which is far beyond my cognition level. I have plotted against this old man twice, and it is only a little physical punishment. It is not even a small punishment or a big commandment. It must be me.

people!

Hey, could it be that my ancestor, the Sky Patroller, is here in person!?

Not sure!

Then this is not a bad thing, but a good thing. It is a great good thing. There will definitely be a lot of benefits for me later!

I'm about to drift off again. As long as I can make this old man happy, what does it matter if I contribute a mere piece of my ass?!

Feel free to say hello, just try your best to say hello to my ass, I can bear it!

After a long, long time, the old man suddenly asked: "What is the last sentence?"

Zuo Xiaoduo's nose was bruised and his face was swollen: "What's the last sentence?"

He has forgotten.

"That poem!"

The old man was furious.

"oh."

Zuo Xiaoduo was scratching his head, but in his nervousness, he had already forgotten the first three sentences, so he asked humbly: "Do you still remember what the first three sentences are?...Don't fight...I really

Can not remember……"

Crackling!

Another series of butt greetings made the old man gasp in anger.

I thought this guy was nice just now, but now, I just want to beat him to death!

"How on earth did your parents raise you up like this? And they didn't even get mad at you?" The old man felt strange and subconsciously declared it.

I know my daughter's temperament best. If I meet someone like Zuo Xiaoduo, I'm afraid that beating her to death eight times a day would be too little.

With such a character, he was able to survive under his own daughter and grow up to such a big age. It is foreseeable that this boy had a tragic childhood, and the bitterness in his heart is even more conceivable. He must be unbearable to look back on, and it is difficult to express in words.

"My parents?"

Zuo Xiaoduo immediately relaxed: "Old man, do you know my parents? Are we relatives!?"

The old man stared: "What do you mean?"

"Is your surname Zuo?" Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes shone: "With your level of cultivation... I can't even touch it with your little finger. Are you the Heaven Patroller?"

The old man was stunned: "What? Who do you think I am?"

Why didn't I understand what this guy said? How are the preface and the follow-up connected?

Are you trying to scare me?

Scare me with your father?

Zuo Xiaoduo was in high spirits, full of expectations, and longing that was so thick that it was hard to separate: "Tell me, are you the Sky Patrolling Throne of our ancestor of the Zuo family?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was making small calculations in his mind.

If so, send it!

If not... Hehe, what I said is very clear, right? My ancestor was the Heaven Patrolling Throne, old boy, I'm going to scare you to death!
Chapter completed!