All the eighteen needles of the Tangmen are scrapped.

"You stupid boy, there are only six of the eighteen needles left. That's what I left for you. What you use to save me, a useless old man, to waste it!" the old man said angrily.

"You are going to die, I want the entire Tang Sect to be buried with you." Tang Chuan said.

"Just as your three-legged cat's kung fu? Let's forget it! Tang Yuanhe has been solved by me, and the civil strife has ended." The old man said.

Tang Chuan naturally knew about this.

If the old man hadn't won before, Tang Yuanhe and his group would have come to him and taken the old man away.

Therefore, the old man is the winner of this dispute.

The old man slowly got up, circulated his energy slightly, and forced the remaining six silver needles out of his body.

Looking at the six silver needles that had no luster and had completely lost their effect, the old man shook his head helplessly.

"I have raised you all my life, but I didn't expect it to be ruined in my hands in the end, hey." The old man sighed.

"Aren't there just a few needles? It's no big deal." Tang Chuan said comfortingly.

"You think it's a big deal! This is the best baby I left for you. If you haven't even figured out the fur thoroughly, it's gone!" the old man said angrily.

"That's my fault!"

"Then you blame me, you blame me? Who asked you to use it on me? Do you think I'll die so easily, old man! A turtle calf"

"You old man! Old turtle!"

...

Tang Shuang watched the grandparents and grandson start to quarrel for no reason, and smiled helplessly.

However, the old man had the intention to argue with Tang Chuan, which showed that his life was worry-free.

Tang Shuang pushed open the door and looked outside.

The Tang Sect storm should have passed completely.

I believe I dare not rush out of the water if there is any undercurrent.

Seven days later, the old man returned to his somewhat inappropriate outfit and sat in the yard.

Several little girls sat around the old man, Qin Bingning was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand and was feeding the old man.

"Grandpa, be careful."

"Okay, okay, good boy! It's not hot or hot." The old man smiled happily.

Tang Chuan walked in from outside and kicked the old man's chair with anger.

"You old man, you are not disabled again. Can't you drink it yourself?" Tang Chuan said angrily.

The old man immediately rose from the chair, pointed at Tang Chuan and cursed: "Little bastard, are you just looking forward to the old man, I'm disabled?"

"Hey, you old turtleman, you have your own hands and feet, and you have to ask three people to serve you. Why don't I come and serve you too?" Tang Chuan said with his hands pinching his waist.

"If you don't get rid of the house for three days, I think you are really itchy? Stand!" The old man rolled up his sleeves and was about to get up to hit someone.

Qin Bingning immediately pressed the old man down and said, "Grandpa, don't get angry, your body has just recovered, sit down."

"Hey! My grandson-in-law is still sensible, so I won't bother with the little bastard today." The old man lay down with satisfaction, enjoying the joy of family.

The old man has really just gotten off the ground.
Chapter completed!