"Stinky boy, why are you and his grandmother doing so many things? Lao Tzu is very busy, fart fast!" Ouyang Feng, a Western poison, threw leaves into an airless way on the beach.

"Well, you can teach me martial arts. Can we bring your niece and daughter-in-law, who has not been through the door?" Ye Cheng's pathetic way.

"What do I teach you about martial arts with her? Hum, do you want Lao Tzu to teach her martial arts, too? You scolded an egg, and your mother thought Lao Tzu was a professional? The more he thought about it, the less angry he was, and kicked Yecheng in the buttock....