Global Reincarnation: Sorry, I’m the boss

“What time is floating clouds, occasionally hitting the water, waiting for leisure to fly all over the autumn river…”

Mr. Mo Da is also a happy person, without saying a word, he really pulled a song “Xiaoxiang Night Rain”.

“A good song, a song of liver sausage broken, where to find a soulmate at the end of the world.”

Chen Yu secretly spat out.

Anyway, Mr. Mo will definitely not understand the source of this sentence.

“You’re a piano guy.”

Mo Da was startled, revealing the eyes of his confidant.

“I don’t understand. It’s a polite remark, and I really don’t hear what is good. ”

Chen Yu smoothly poured a cup of tea for Mr. Moda: “Mr. Jing has a cup of tea, come back and do me a favor.” ”

“Don’t help!”

Mr. Mo Da snorted, picked up the teacup, and drank it all.

“It’s really not easy to help, just forget if the old man doesn’t help.”

Chen Yu smiled and didn’t seem to take it seriously.

“…… Then why are you looking for me? ”

Mr. Mo Da was startled, couldn’t resist his curiosity, and asked again.

“Ordinary people can’t do this, and there are no more than five people with this ability in Hengyang City. The old gentleman happens to be one of them. ”

“The kid is quite discerning. In this way, if you worship me as a teacher, I will do you this favor. ”

“You can’t beat me again, and you still let me visit the teacher?”

Chen Yu shook his head.

“Nonsense, the old man is not Tian Boguang.”

“Then let’s try a few swords. If the old gentleman loses, do me a favor. If I lose, I will worship you as a teacher, how? ”

“Hmph, the old man can pick a very good apprentice. You…… That’s so-so. ”

Mr. Mo thought about it and felt that this matter was fair.

“Shoot.”

It turns out that Mr. Mo is still an old and proud character.

Chen Yu was also a little speechless.

“Good!”

With a wave of Mr. Moda’s right hand, a blue light flashed, and a thin long sword popped out from the bottom of the huqin.

The long sword picked up in the air, turning into a little streamer, like a dream.

Ever-changing Hengshan Cloud Mist Thirteen Styles!

Almost at the same time, a white light flashed.

Like lightning, it came to Mo Da.

The “ding” sound sounded, continuously, like a storm.

“Promise!”

After five moves, Chen Yu smiled slightly and returned the sword to its sheath.

The great martial arts are obviously higher than Yu Canghai.

If you use your body technique, Hengshan sword technique is ever-changing, and Mr. Mo Da may be able to hold up a few more moves.

Unfortunately, this time it was sitting still.

Their own advantages are fully exerted, and they can break ten thousand laws in one speed.

“Hmph, what are you going to do? My old bone followed. ”

Mr. Mo Da snorted, the person had already left several meters, and said coldly.

The golden basin handwashing is about to be held, and the tea house is basically full of quacks.

Just saw the two of them move, and couldn’t help but look away.

The originally noisy tea house was quiet for a few seconds.

At this moment, seeing that Chen Yu and Mr. Mo Da had finished the competition, they each returned their swords into their sheaths.

Suddenly, it boiled.

“Crouch, this sword technique, this sword technique…”

“Immortal fight? I’m dazzled by what I see! ”

“The martial arts of these two people are by no means under me.”

“Be careful what you say, that old gentleman seems to be Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Moda, you are five or five with the head of Hengshan?”

“The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword makes the sound of the piano!” It was indeed him! ”

“Huh? Maa When I didn’t say. ”

“No, Mr. Mo is one of the best masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and he will also lose?”

“Who is this young man?”

After being reminded, many people recognized the identity of Mr. Moda.

From public discussion, to whispering.

After all, losing is not a very face-saving thing.

The face of the head of Hengshan still has to be given!

“Lin Pingzhi, the young dart head of the Lower Fuwei Dart Bureau, hello everyone!”

Chen Yu’s mind moved, and without hesitation, he arched his hands and held his fists around.

“It turned out to be Lin Shaoxia!”

“Long time and long look!”

“Lin Pingzhi? This goods… Uh, who is this young man? ”

“I don’t know.”

“Lin Shaoxia, the old man just came out of the Liu Mansion. That…’Ten Thousand Miles Alone’ Tian Boguang, did you kill it? ”

A white-bearded old man suddenly wondered and asked loudly.

“It’s a small thing, not enough to worry about.”

Chen Yu nodded and smiled.

“Tian Boguang? Tian Boguang, a flower thief, does no bad things. But his light skills are excellent, and the one-handed wind knife technique is a rare opponent. It was the head of Hua Shanyue and the others, who chased and killed him many times, but to no avail. ”

“Tian Boguang did many evils, and he didn’t think that God had eyes, and finally pounced on the street.”

“No wonder Mr. Mo Da can’t win this Lin Shaoxia.”

“Ding, you defeated Mr. Moda, the head of Hengshan, and was learned by some martial arts people, gaining +100 prestige, and the current prestige is 1500.”

It seems that Tian Boguang’s upper limit is to rub 800 prestige.

Now there are obviously more people who know.

There is no further prestige value.

Chen Yu was secretly disappointed.

“What do you want the old man to do?”

Mr. Mo Da stood in place, neither sitting nor walking.

Hearing the discussions of other jianghu people, an old face swollen red.

Tian Boguang pounced on the street and shut me up?

That cargo escape kung fu can indeed be done.

But when it really fought, the old man casually poked a few holes in him.

Could it be that I can pounce like Tian Boguang?

It doesn’t seem right either.

This kid’s words of sword art are unbelievably fast!

If you really want to fight, I’m afraid your end will not be much better.

Mr. Mo Da subconsciously glanced at Chen Yu and couldn’t help but feel a little weak.

“This matter is a bit complicated, Mr. Moda, sit down and let’s talk while eating.”

Chen Yu laughed.

“…… The old man here eats uncomfortable, let’s talk about it in another family. ”

Mr. Mo Da gritted his teeth and maintained his last stubbornness.

“Deal!”