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"Don't think that you have some ability to walk sideways in the capital. I just want to tell you that if you annoy the ancient family, even if you are a disciple of the Eight Martial Arts, you have to pay the price."

The big bald head gave up the chase and jumped directly in front of Gulin one by one, and surrounded Gulin one by one with the ancient words.

The Gu Ling who was flanked back and forth was still calm, as if the black hole muzzle and the dangerous big bald head did not exist.

"A painting, come to me." Gu Yan shouted to the painting.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ling actually let go of the ancient painting, the latter was stunned, and stood there without moving.

"Look, even she doesn't want to go back to the ancient house with you, so why do you force it." Gu Ling laughed.

The old saying said solemnly: "Who are you?"

"Didn't I say that, Miss Gu Hua and I are just ordinary friends, entrusted by Mr. Yang to take her away."

"Then tell him to come out and see me, let me see where he is!"

"Mr. Yang is looking at you."

Gu Ling stretched out his finger to make a few false points towards the old saying. This action directly stimulated the two bodyguards beside him. The special silent pistol made two soft snaps, and the bullet burst out instantly, piercing the air and flying. Xiang Gu Ling.

"I haven't done anything yet."

Gu Ling shook his hand and threw out two rounded bullets.

But in the face of transcendents, the people of the ancient family did not dare to neglect at all, for fear that the ancient spirit would use some strange means to kill people in the air.

In the mind of the ancient words, this matter is clear. The wild boy named Gu Ling who popped up from nowhere is mostly the enemy forces of their ancient family who sent him out to disrupt the situation after they heard that the ancient paintings returned. However, in the past few years when the ancient paintings ran away from home, even the ancients could not find her trace, but Gu Ling was able to find the ancient paintings and forge friendships, and the hidden feelings made the ancient sayings unstoppable speculation.

"I give you two choices. One is to die, and the other is to leave her here intact. I can assume that you haven't appeared before." Gu Yan said coldly.

Gu Ling glanced at him blankly, and followed his tone of voice: "Everyone will be a family in the future. I will also give you two choices. One is to turn around and leave, and the other is to ask Mr. Yang to visit him in the hospital. Brother-in-law."

"What do you mean." The old saying looked completely cold.

"I mean, as a brother, you can't be cruel to separate your sister from your lover."

The old saying is close to the edge of rage, but the mentality he has cultivated over the years has kept him calm. He turned his eyes to the old painting. The latter didn't say anything, just nodded.

With a bang, Gu Yan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, he had imagined the worst result, but when it happened, Gu Yan still overestimated his ability to bear it.

Seeing this, Gu Ling drove the railroad while it was hot: "As far as I know, Miss Ancient Painting has confirmed the relationship with'Mr. Yang'. Usually, her husband comes to call his wife, and it sounds nauseous to me."

Although the ancient paintings are on the side called the husband, Gu Ling would never tell him the truth.

After a while, Gu Yan reluctantly stabilized his mind, and his voice became a little hoarse, "A painting, you can't... the ancient family needs you... doing this will only make the family disgust him even more."

The ancient painting didn't care, and said, "I said, I don't care what the ancient people think, let alone he cares."

He was naturally referring to Mr. Yang.

"But he is just a commoner boy! And you are the hope of our ancient family!" Gu Yan roared out.

"It seems that you all take my words as the wind in your ears." The voice of the ancient painting also became cold. "You don't believe in my vision, you should also believe in the education of the ancient family, and don't you think you look like a clown now? ."

As the old saying goes, he suffocated his breath and remained calm for a while, his eyes became very complicated, "Well, just assume that what you say is true."

"Then can you tell me why he dare not show up at this time? If he really likes you, he should come out face to face with me now instead of hiding in the corner and letting someone else do it for him."

"...He will appear, but not now." Guhua didn't have much confidence in his words.

Gu Ling suddenly coughed twice and attracted the attention of the two of them. "As I said just now, my first task is to bring Miss Gu Hua back, and my second task is to convey to you for Mr. Yang. One sentence."

"On the night of the New Year's Eve, I, Yang Le, will visit the ancient house together with the ancient painting."

"Huh! What a big tone." Gu Yan waved his hand, and the big bald head who had been on standby for a long time rushed over, "Take me this kid, without my consent, no one wants to leave today!"

The big bald head erupted with full force, and a layer of burning flame emerged all over his body. The temperature was so high that the floor was about to melt. The whole figure was like a fireman in a certain movie. He slammed into Gu Ling and stayed along the way. The next red trace.

"Tsk, don't respect the opinions of the parties at all."

Gu Ling slammed a punch, ignoring the hot temperature, and directly confronted the big bald bodyguard who incarnates the incarnation in the strongest posture. The latter has at least the strength of a B-class transcendent, and he can be called the ancestor in the outside world. .

"Didn't the ancient paintings say that she will go back soon."

boom!

The fists of the two sides collided fiercely, and there was a dull collision sound. Then, in the surprised eyes of the old saying, the flames of the big bald bodyguard were all blown out by the wind of Gu Ling, and the whole person flew out like a tattered kite. A few meters, almost hit a wall.

"The masters of your ancient clan have not been able to fight at all. I hope you can bring some old guys out during the Chinese New Year to let me see.

Afterwards, Gu Ling stopped the waist of the ancient painting with one hand, patted her hip with the other hand, and rubbed her fingers again before taking her away in the eyes of the ancient words killing people.

"Remember to set up a banquet and wait for the son-in-law to come."

Chapter 373: Eventful Spring

In the reception, the commotion caused by Istar and the ancient paintings gradually calmed down. Although everyone was curious, people who knew the temperament of the ancients would never dare to follow and see what happened like a curious baby.

The ancients let the ancients appear is just a signal, and there is no need to stay here for a long time. The long-haired boy is certainly hateful, but the second generation who has no brains is a minority after all.

Tiana put down her wine glass and sighed, her thoughts were erratic, her small hand propped her chin, and she looked at the crowd in melancholy.

Shu Shui walked over with a stinky expression, followed by the frosty Aunt Shui behind her, thinking that she was taught a lot.

"Why are people all gone?" Shushui swept around and found that only Tiana and Aran were left.

"Everything is going on," Tiana said.

Shushui leaned closer to Tiyana curiously, and the two noses almost touched each other, "The first time I saw Sister Yue'er with your face like'I have something to worry about', it's really cute."

Tiana was stunned for a moment, and said in doubt: "Is there any."

"Your mood is written on your face."

"Well, I do have something on my mind." Tiana shrugged, spreading her hands.

Shushui became even more curious. Regardless of Aunt Shui was still watching, she directly sat down opposite Tiyana, "Can you tell me, I'm very curious, what can make the almighty Tiana? Troubled."

"Actually, it's not a big deal." That's what I said, but Tiana's chin was placed on the table without any image. "The Chinese New Year is about to come, and my parents will come back to see me."

"Really? When?"

"It's here tomorrow."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Shu Shui couldn't understand Tiyana's weakness.

"No, this year is the worst Spring Festival I have had in all these years. Everything has been squeezed to this day."