East Lake.

At night, on the lawn by the lake.

There is a middle-aged man wearing a white practice suit, a thin middle-aged man, who is slowly playing Tai Chi.

His movements looked soft, but with a charm.There seems to be a special force, which is hidden in those thin hands, and it seems that it can be four or two kilos...

With the touch into a circle, the introduction of the fall, can be seen to be deep.

About half an hour later, the practicing man breathed and collected the work, and it seemed refreshing.

"It's like I'm really going to have to work inside."

The Malays received the exercises to feel it in detail, and some surprises in their hearts said, "Haha, from now on, there has been one more Wulin master in the world..."

The horse is in the fire...

Someone next to him couldn't help but spit, it was no wonder that it was not too early.

Ma always has everything, that is, he is too obsessed with martial arts novels, and he always likes to fantasize about himself as a martial arts master.

At this time, the Malay took the handed up the white towel, picked up the mobile phone after rubbing his sweat, opened the group of the long-life inn, and shouted first.

“Zhang Dong, are you a man?”

"If it's a man, take on my challenge."

Now, whether it is something or nothing, the first thing to enter the group is to first make Zhang Dong, making Zhang Dong particularly speechless.

Lately, Zhang Dong has not been willing to bubbling.

However, he was on the peep screen, and after seeing the Malay shout, he couldn't help but say: "Malai, this crazy man, really think that he is a master of Wulin?"

After the Malays finished, they browsed the news at home and abroad.

When he saw a video, he was a little upset and turned back to the others and said, “You say, do I want to teach him?”

“Who?”

The people stood still, and someone asked.

"It's been a lot of time, that mixed martial arts coach."Malay said, thinking, and then said: "Too arrogant, to let him know, the power of traditional martial arts!"

When they heard each other, they did not know how to speak.

At this time, they couldn't help but think: "Mr. Ma, you said wrong, it must be he who taught you, right?"

Your little body, I am afraid not enough of him to punch him.

When Malay saw their expressions, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, then opened the Changsheng Inn group and said, "You say, I'm going to challenge the fighting coach Yu Dong, how?"

In the group of long-life inns, people who were talking hot and calmed down immediately.

"Don't think about it, Ma.

After a few seconds of silence, the white fool was speechless.

“How do you talk, boy?What do you mean, don’t think about it?”

Malay is a little unhappy, can't think of a good look at their own, they are so bad?I can't help but say, "I'm going to tell you, I'm about to practice the inner strength of the legend, and then open the stone and crack the stone."

"Mr. Ma, what kind of internal force is all invented by martial arts novels, well, you won't really believe it?"

The white mind is stupid and the way, feeling that the Malays have practiced martial arts and gone into the devil.

“You pigs.”

At this point, the horse couldn’t stop talking.

If he had not believed it before, he would have believed it now.

“Don’t you understand yet?”

When the Malays saw that the people did not speak out, they said, "Eternal Inn, the Changsheng Inn is all there, is it strange to have an internal force?"I think there will be even a fairy then. . . . oh, no, it's as if there's at least one."

And they all saw it.

Before, they did not seem to think about this aspect, and now they seriously think about it, as if it is really possible.

The gods?

In the minds of all people, the word comes up.

At this time, Malay was stunned, staring at the distance, and then laughed, so that the people around him were suspicious.

What is the horse laughing at with his phone?

“I saw the long-term inn.”The Malay immediately spoke in the group, "Gentlemen, I will go and enjoy the food first."

The people were envious and envious.

The opportunity to enter the long-life inn, no one will be too much, will only be too little.

At this time, Zhang Dong, who was staring at the mobile phone's peep screen, his brows tightly frowned, and couldn't help but say, "Is there really an inn of life?"

He thought that the Malays would pull a group of people to play with him.

He believed that the Malays would be so bored.

The two pies...

“I’m going to go and go, and you’re going to go back first.”The Malays waved their hand to the long-lasting inn.

After seeing no one around, he quickly walked into the long-life inn.

"Here I am, here I come again."

As soon as the Malay stepped up the steps, he said loudly that when he saw the welcome pine next to him, he was somewhat curious and stared at, "It is magical, directly rooted in Han Baiyu."

He looked into the guest house and saw Yan Qingyue coming out of the kitchen and said hello: "Mr. Yan, we meet again."

“Mr. Ma, what are you going to do tonight?”

Yan Qingkang smiled and asked, Malay is the most relaxed and unfettered of all the people who have a chance.

At this time, Malay right hand holding his chest, holding the left hand of his chin, is looking at the "one place", "I will see what is first."

He nodded and went to the counter and sat down.

"I ordered the 'happy eyebrows' and the top 'grains are hard.'"

Although I know that "graps are hard", it seems that some pit people, but the long-life inn will not be so boring, dedicated to pit people.

Then there must be a deep meaning, but they have not realized it.

He nodded his head and reached out for a moment.

The horse who was sitting at the happy table, saw a little puzzled, and just wanted to ask what it meant, and saw a saucer flying out of the kitchen, and the balance fell on his own table.

He saw, his eyes glaring slightly.

At this time, two bowls of rice flew out one after another, both of which were balanced on the table.

Malay saw that his eyes were burning, and he asked hurriedly, “Mr. Yan, is this an empty thing?”

“That’s right.”The sky is clear.

“Can I learn?”

The Malays were incomparably looking forward to it, and said, "I can worship the teacher."

"You can't learn for a while."

Yan Qinghe shook his head, "empty things" has already been eaten by him, others simply can not learn.

“Master, when can I learn?”

The Malay immediately thickened his skin, and this hand-empty object made his heart itchy, and he wished he could learn it immediately.

Yan Qingkang heard a moment, looked at a pair of dead skin-faced Malays, and said, "Mr. Ma, this master is not a mess, as to when you can learn, it will depend on your chance."

"I'm not screaming, I really want to worship you as a teacher."

Malay continued to be cheeky, a look I had already seen through, "Although it seems that my age is older than Mr. Yan, but Mr. Yan is a fairy, I have not known thousands and hundreds of years."I’ve heard that Satan has a presence.”

And that’s the opportunity, when?

What if I can’t wait?

The Master is a teacher, and there is nothing to be ashamed of as for the worshiper.

If he can worship a god as a teacher, he will earn it, but he will encounter the opportunity that cannot be sought.

At this time, Yan Qingkong looked at the Malay seriously, and seemed to think that the other party's face was so thick, and it seemed to be considering whether to accept this apprentice.

Well, the founder of the Baili Group, Malay, as a student, sounds very strong, and takes it out to ensure that it scares a person...

It’s as if you don’t have anything to teach yourself.

Moreover, the horse seems to be older, and it is difficult to say that the future achievements are difficult to say, I am afraid it is better to accept a seven- or eight-year-old ass.

The little boy is highly malleable.

When Mr. Malay met Mr. Yan, he immediately raised his chest and closed his belly, and put forward a pair of martial arts masters, and I was a martial arts genius.

“Do you think I’m surprised by my bones?”

At this time, Malay couldn't help but say, "It is the legend that there is no martial arts talent in the legend?"

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