Godly Stay-Home Dad

Chapter 1531: Farina shows up

Nanshanjing, belongs to Yinlong Xinghe.

Although it is in the dragon tail, it also touches the high-end cultivation of the fairyland.

Qianhemen is closer to the disciples of Yuanyang Palace, and you can hear the voices there:

"How many years ago I heard the name of the young king of the Canglong Temple. I didn't expect this small place to come into the air. I can finally see it today."

"Hah, after all, this is a different world. Maybe there will be any major secrets. Is there not a treasure near the ancient road of the sky? Unfortunately, it is up to the indigenous people to dig."

"It's a big deal. It's reasonable for us to send the backbone of the three major sects. Isn't our sacred son, Bai Yi, also coming?"

"I heard that the singer of the gods and the gods of the gods and the gods of Kong Linger will come. I don't know if it is true or false."

"What? The goddess Kong Linger also comes?"

"It is rumored that Kong Linger is strong and powerful. Under the robbery, it is almost invincible. One hand who can make a move with her can count it. It is said that an elder of the Xinghe Zhiqiang Zongmen Witch God teaches and appreciates Kong Linger. To accept her as a disciple, she was still young and didn't agree. The elder said that after Ling Linger had enough to play, he could go to the Witch to teach him."

"That is the Witch God, the superpower of the Galaxy, let alone, today is really a big scene, Kong Linger goddess come."

"Mo Han Hanzi is also very strong. He and Kong Linger represent the two great arrogances of Xingyaoism, but I feel that Mo Qinghan and Canglong Tiancheng should be almost the same, and Kong Linger is a little stronger than them. Our Yuanyang Palace, the Son of the Son, should be indistinguishable from Kong Linger."

Their arguments were not hesitant, and they whispered casually.

Some of the ancient monks in the vicinity have heard it.

There are several pictures in my mind.

Dressed in white, the handsome young king of the Dragon Palace is empty.

Xingyaoism is a cool god, and it is as light as a god.

Yuanyang Palace, the son of Baiyi.

As you hear it, the momentum is inexplicably high.

Even Ye Haoran still thinks that everyone usually calls their own Qianhemen Saint Ye Haoran, and the names of those people are similar, but the gap... is still too big.

"coming!"

There are several voices in the black crowd on the side:

"Xing Yao God teaches that God is coming."

Mo light cold Mo Zizi?

Thousands of meters of sight near the side of the thousand cranes, the brushing of the gathering.

There is no gorgeous presence, and it is not from the distant air, but it is very common to walk step by step from the side of the front hall.

The young man headed by is Mo Mohan.

The face is fortitude, the feeling of masculine, three-dimensional three-dimensional, thick eyebrows, very cold, came over, behind him, followed by dozens of people.

The crowds dress differently, headed by him, most of them are men, there are a small number of women, of which two are glamorous women.

The team is coming like this.

The people of the ancient martial arts in Qianhemen do not know, they can only watch and listen.

A dozen meters away from the front, a few silver men in the Dragon Palace whispered:

"Mo Qinghan retired ten years ago. It is said that he only went out before the customs. He is now at the peak of Dacheng. He went to the battlefield and killed five enemies of Dachengfeng. His evaluation in the Xingyao dynasty has been Kong Linger is almost the same."

"Too great, ten years of retreat, let him reach the peak, the next goal is to cross the border."

"The horror of the horror is cold."

"..."

Dacheng Peak!

Zhang Han and Yue Wuwei both looked at each other.

This is placed in the Milky Way, and it is indeed the top Tianjiao.

It’s just that these people’s comments are somewhat exaggerated.

In the peak of Dacheng, the strength is also strong and weak. In this realm, some are very close to the robbery, some are only the best players in the peak, and the ordinary Dacheng peak, the gap is still very big.

Mo Qinghan is like a cold guy, striding to the stone platform, sitting in the first area on the left side, looking around:

"People haven't come yet?"

"Mo Shenzi." In the other two directions on the stone platform, the person sitting in the back seat of the chair, belonging to the Canglong Hall and the Yuanyang Palace, each party has five or six people, among them, the representative said, "I will arrive right away." ”

Mo Qinghan heard the words, there is nothing to say, sitting on a comfortable big chair, slowly closing your eyes and raising your spirits.

The two charming women who followed before, one left and one right, squatted on both sides, and kneaded the legs for Mo Qinghan.

"Good life enjoyment."

Some people in the ancient martial arts looked stunned.

Mo Shenzi is a man of temperament, this hobby is no different from the taste of some people present.

"Ban Ling."

Zhang Han and Yue Wuwei saw it.

The two charming women are quite spiritual people.

Seemingly ordinary massage, in fact, the two women are using magical powers, are transmitting some source energy to Mo Qinghan's body, can enhance the toughness of the body and even the internal organs, and enhance the essence.

This kind of treatment is rare in the Galaxy.

It can be seen from here that the Xingyaoism in Nanshan is definitely one of the powers of the giants.

Because Nanshan is relatively remote and can be treated like this, it is a high level.

"Mo is cold, you come very early."

A woman came in from the door of the main hall in front, and she followed dozens of people behind her. Most of them were women, only a few black men.

"Kong Linger!"

"God girl Kong Linger!"

Many Nanshan monks have cast a hot eye.

Kong Linger wore a veil hat, dressed in a white dress, could not see the face, and the voice was a little erratic, but it could be heard, and some soft and elegant.

"The goddess Kong Linger, rumored to be glamorous, is a human being."

A few silver knives in front of the whispered, even the tone of the three-pointed, showing the admiration:

"Kong Linger is a powerful man. As early as 20 years ago, he was near invincible at the peak of Dacheng. Now he is the strongest person in the young generation of Xingyao, who is the first to break through the robbery. The goddess Kong Linger, my Nanshan Hua Dan."

"She is valued by the elders of the Witch God, and her talents are evident."

"The relationship between Xingyaoism and Witchcraft is somewhat related. In the future, Confucius may be sent to the Worship, and it will be the true upper class of the Galaxy."

"..."

The people in the ancient martial arts who did not know the situation, including Zhang Han and other people watching the lively.

Understanding the information depends on the dozens of people in front.

With the voice of the discussion, everyone's eyes always gathered on Kong Linger until she went to the stone platform and sat on the left with dozens of people.

Xingyao Shenjiao came to the scene of two giants, the body is light and cold, the goddess Kong Linger.

This has left many high-level spirits in the ancient martial arts world, and important moments have come. What kind of fate will they face?

Seeing this gas field, these people are a little faint and excited, to touch the top!

"Foolish."

Yue Wuwei saw the situation behind the crowd, including some people in Qianhemen, their faces were a little excited, and they could not help feeling.

These people really forgot the fact that they are prisoners?

It is not easy for several major forces to let them do things. Even a few people who are present can survive. They are all unknown.

"Optimistic."

Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

"Come and see." Mo Qinghan opened his eyes and nodded slightly to Kong Linger. He said: "This ancient martial art is really boring, and the indigenous practice is inferior. I can’t afford to pay any attention to me. I have to deal with this early. I am going back to the battlefield."

"What are you in a hurry." Kong Linger said: "Isn't it good to be casual? You just want to fight and kill, and you are not afraid to enter the devil."

"Hehehe, if I become a demon, I can live without God."

Mo light cold smiles, and the eyes are proud of the color.

On the arrogance, I am afraid that the demon king Ye Longyuan will see him and he will be willing to go down the drain.

Ye Longyuan, who may be on the earth, can compete with him. Now that he has been in the cultivation of the world, this guy has been fighting badly and has learned to keep a low profile.

Playing pigs and eating tigers is his new pleasure.

"Mo is cold, you are really proud."

A voice came from afar.

Another group of people walked in from the gate.

"Yuanyang Palace Shengzi Baiyi."

"Yuanyang Palace is the most powerful and numerous in the three major sects. Baiyi can kill a path in many celestial arrogances and become a recognized son. Don't be underestimated."

"Bai Yi is also one of the few opponents of Confucius. They fight, and it is hard to say the outcome."

"..."

Some silver armor warriors in the Dragon Dragon Temple have been talking about it later.

At the beginning, the big man didn't play.

They are very cold, and they never take care of the people of the ancient martial arts.

But these saints, goddesses and other heavenly arrogants are present.

Touched their hearts, could not help but marvel a few times.

Bai Yi followed dozens of people, these people, wearing gold armor, watching the ancient martial arts people are scared.

"So many gold armor generals."

"Good horrible forces."

However, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

"Dad, they are all amazing."

Meng Meng sat next to Zhang Han, under the cap, she squinted with beautiful big eyes, looking at the picture on the field, could not help but close to Zhang Han said.

"It is very powerful."

Zhang Han gently patted Meng Meng's shoulder: "But my daughter will be better than them in the future, it will be much more powerful, and it will not be used in the future, maybe a few years later, very quickly."

"Well, the tiger father has no dogs." Meng Menghe smiled.

There is a place where Zhang Han is, she is never nervous.

Zi Yan saw a funny saying: "I know that your father will stink his feet, and he will not say that he is a mother."

"My father's feet are not stinky." Meng Meng snorted: "That, I can't always say that there is no dog girl in the tiger, so that is not to say you as a tigress."

After the purple scented words, the color of the mouth was twitching.

"You stink like this." She rolled her eyes.

at this time.

Bai Yi and others have not sat down yet, and the door has once again entered a group of people.

The head of the temple is the young king of the Dragon Temple.

He is somewhat like a small fresh meat, his skin is very white, and his appearance is delicate, but there is always a hint of gloom in the eyebrows.

It is not a good thing at first glance.

"Is it all?"

His face fascinated by the girl leaked a smile.

Can be seen in the team behind him, a woman in a black dress, the pupil slammed.

"Farina?"

"dad!"