Immortality Cultivation Era

Looking at the tired look on Gaoge's face, Meng Jing walked behind him and massaged his shoulder.

"Or, do you go back to rest?"

"I'm fine." Gao Ge took Meng Jing's hand and looked back. The chess piece of Meng's father slammed on the board and made a "beep" sound: "General!"

Gao Ming was shocked and stared at the board for a long time. He jumped his feet and said: "You will be a fart army! Do you think your car can beat, or do you think your little **** can fly?"

Meng’s father snorted and regained his gaze. He reached out and held the tea cup in front of him, blowing away the layer of tea floating on it. The tea appeared dark black, some like Pu'er, and also because of the intake of herbs. There will be a unique bitter taste.

Gao Ge understands the meaning of the father-in-law. This is where the army of the old man is clearly his own army, so he immediately sits in danger and looks pure.

"High song." Meng Fu suddenly opened his mouth and the chess pieces fell.

"Ah? Meng Shu, what?"

“When are you going to get married?” asked Meng’s father.

Singing in the heart of the song.

If it is before, Gao Ge will say, when can it be.

But now, because of the existence of Xia Wei, Gao Ge will not know how to face this topic for a while.

"Why, are you not planning to marry Xiao Jing?" The chess piece picked up by Meng's father did not fall this time. Instead, he turned his face and looked at the high song. The unhappiness in his eyes was easy to detect, and he could even sing and even feel. When it comes to the momentum of the other side, this moment, it is said that the father is not a cultivator. I am afraid that no one can believe it.

"Dad, how big are we, are we going to get married?" Meng Jing looked at her eyes and sang, her eyes were a little resentful, but she still said it.

"I didn't ask you." Meng Fu frowned. "Let him answer me."

Meng Jing's slight glimpse did not seem to have thought that his old man's attitude was so tough. For a time, he did not know what to say. He had to cast a sympathetic look on Gaoge, and shrugged his shoulders to express his love.

Gao Ge coughed, and reached out and picked up the smoke on the table. It seemed that he was using this way to ease his inner tension, or he wanted to delay some time and have a normal brain. The opportunity to operate.

He didn't want to ask for help from Gaoming, but Gao Ming frowned at his board at this time. It seems to be in a stalemate. If you want to find a way to break the game, you can sing a song and you will find that the situation on the board is definitely the advantage of your old man. Now you are completely dedicated and don’t want to help. Answer this question yourself.

At this time, Wen Yihuan rushed over.

"Boss, not good, something went wrong!"

Gao Geyu stood up.

No matter what happened, it is a good thing for Gaoge.

"Okay, take me to see."

Yue Xincheng stunned and felt that his boss’s attitude was somewhat wrong.

Doesn't this matter?

However, looking at the nervous emotions on the face of Gaoge, Yue Xincheng seems to have a slight smile but not a mouthful if he realizes it.

"That, Dad, Meng Shu, you play chess first, what are you waiting for me to come back!"

After finishing this sentence, Gao Ge speeded up the speed of leaving, and escaped like a departure.

"I followed to see." Meng Jing also quickly stood up and said.

Although she feels that there is no need for herself to sing high songs, it is better to stay with the high songs than to stay here to see two middle-aged men playing chess, not to mention two stinking chess pieces.

"Hey, stinky boy, fleeing in the air." Meng Fu snorted and felt very dissatisfied with the attitude of Gao Ge.

"Cough, I said Lao Meng, the child's things, we still have less to worry about." Gao Ming comforted.

Can't blow the beard of Meng's father, the table of the gas, the pieces on the board jumped up.

"You are less and muddy, if this is for us to change, now you are in a hurry."

"Cough, Lao Meng, if you say so, you can say it wrong. If you are yours, I promise not to worry too much about this matter. Children and grandchildren have their own children!"

"..." Meng Fu looked at Gao Ming with a complicated look.

Stared by the father, Gao Ming felt uncomfortable and coughed: "What do you think I do?"

"Old high."

"what?"

"You are fully answering me. What is standing and talking is not hurting."

Gao Ming repositioned the chess piece with a smile on his face.

......

Out of the villa.

"What happened in the end?" Gao Ge asked.

Yue Xincheng smiled and said: "In fact, it is not a big deal, that is... Xia Mu."

"What about him?" The brows of Gaoge wrinkled.

“Xia Mu?” Meng Jing, who followed them, was a little surprised to hear that, “Isn’t that Xia’s father?”

"It's him."

"He is also in the stars now?"

"Yes, but it hasn't come a few days," Gao Ge said.

Meng Jing nodded.

Gao Ge again looked at Yue Xincheng and asked: "What did he do?"

"Actually, it can't be said that what Xia Mu did. It is the Xiajia people. It seems to be Xia Mu's nephew. Before, she had to go to our Stars and Treasures, but the disciples who were kept at the door stopped. The kid was shot and wounded. As a result, he was able to bear the point, and he was not enough to see it in the Stars. Instead, he was beaten."

Speaking of this, Yue Xincheng himself couldn't help but laugh out loud, it was too dramatic.

"Since this is the case, isn't the result very good?" asked Gao Ge, "What else do you need to say?"

Yue Xincheng smiled bitterly: "In our opinion, that kid is deserving of sin, but Xia Mu obviously does not think so. Now he is still sitting at the door of the treasure chest. If you don't give him justice, he will not give up. Look like."

Gao Ge sighed.

"You still have to look at it in the past, after all, it is Xia Wei's father anyway." Meng Jing said quickly.

"Well, I know." There is no love in the face of Gaoge.

If you know that Xia Mu can toss it, maybe he will not let Xia Mu come to the Stars.

Behind Yue Xincheng, the two walked in a hurry. As for Meng Jing, they did not follow. Maybe it was because the other party was the father of Xia Wei. She didn't want to face it now, or she always felt a little weird.

And this time.

At the gate of the Treasure Pavilion, there was still a large group of people, black and white.

Wen Yihuan came first, frowned, waved his hand to dispel the disciples of the surrounding stars, and walked toward the other side.

"Summer, what are you doing?" Wen Yihua said with a smile.

If the other person is not the father of Xia Wei, maybe he will come up with a slap in the face.