Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"What does Patriarch Gu mean?" Reinhardt grinned coldly, and reached out to stop the other party from wanting Gu Qianjun to reach out.

The man known as the Gu Patriarch still smiled: "What does the marshal do so defensively? I just heard that there is a kid who is very interesting, so let's take a look."

"The children met for the first time, and I will introduce myself in Xia. Xia's surname is Gu and his name is Qingfeng. He is the eighty-third generation owner of the Gu family." Directly ignoring Reinhardt's black face, Gu Qingfeng stretched out his hand again. Arrived in front of Gu Qianjun.

Gu Qianjun looked at the man opposite, with a smile on his face, but did not reach out his hand, but put a piece of pastry into his mouth grandiosely.

The crowd onlookers: ...Who is this bear? Patriarch Gu took the initiative to show his okay, but he was still only eating.

Gu Qingfeng retracted the outstretched hand slowly, without any embarrassment on his face: "Do kids like to eat cakes? I have a lot of delicious foods everywhere, do you want to go with me?"

Silvia on the side: Was Gu Qingfeng of this federation stupid or was he let someone drop him off? How can you fatten up the little brother?

After swallowing the cake in his mouth, Gu Qianjun finally took a look at Gu Qingfeng: "I'm not a kid."

I thought that Gu Qianjun was going to say something, faintly expecting a lot of Gu Qingfeng, and suddenly choked.

"And..." Gu Qianjun's eyes were obvious, and he glanced at the hem of the other party's pink clothes: "You are really good show."

Gu Qingfeng:...

After he was overwhelmed, the ancestor Gu turned around and pulled Reinhardt away from the "battlefield."

Silvia, who was wearing a wallflower, looked at the petrified Gu Qingfeng, and quickly followed Reinhardt and the others, who were about to go away.

"Qianjun, do you know Patriarch Gu?" Silvia asked curiously, walking beside Gu Qianjun.

Gu Qianjun glanced at Silvia: "Why do you have this illusion?"

"That's not because of his attitude towards you, people with a discerning eye can tell it's different." Silvia thought about the scene in the hall just now, and couldn't help shivering.

It's not just the same. The Patriarch Gu is the same as a person who has changed.

Reinhardt, who listened to Gu Qianjun and their conversation, darkened again.

Silvia looked at the marshal's face and deeply doubted whether she had said the wrong thing again?

"That umbrella..." The black-faced Marshal suddenly spoke, and Silvia was shocked, who was still reflecting on herself.

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun tilted his head, "How much do you like that umbrella? That umbrella is not suitable, right? Normal female nuns use it."

Reinhardt:? ? ? ? ?

Gu Qianjun, who saw Reinhardt not speaking, thought Reinhardt didn't know the umbrella, so he explained it slowly.

"That umbrella is also used by cultivators. It's nothing in terms of attack. It's not painful or itchy to fight. But that kind of umbrella is still defensive. Because of its fancy appearance, many female cultivators like it. Male cultivators... Rarely."

More than rare, almost none. The male repairer who is forced to reinstall should be equipped with a fan at most, unless the umbrella ability is against the sky.

Regarding the little bun...oh, no, now it should be called the big bun's misunderstanding, Reinhardt shook his head: "No, I didn't like that umbrella, I just think it's weird every time."

"What's so strange?" Gu Qianjun smacked his mouth, not knowing where he fumbled out a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

Reinhardt squinted his eyes and looked at the pastry in his hand: "It's nothing, it feels a little different from an ordinary umbrella."