Plundering the Heavens

Just faintly greeted with Shenxiu, Fusu Gongzi did not say much, and then followed the party to step up the mountain, enter the palace banquet, and other martial arts see, how do you still understand the situation? Even in this magical field, there is a lack of resources, and every effort is made to make a great effort. The heads of the various forces have brought the feast to the feast. In the southeast and northwest, almost every Taoist who entered the magical circle sent people. Coming, even the two men of Meng and Han also condemned the gift, and the heads of people rolled up, laughing and laughing, and He Fangxing returned to the family...

Nanzhan Xiaomotou Fangxing, actually turned into a Yuan family?

This is a big event, not to mention the inside of the magic, even the magic, there are many people who have received the news.

Moreover, until the news spread, it is bound to become a big event in China and even Tianyuan, shocking the system.

And those who had been robbing the land, and since then, the thoughts of this robbery of the Ten Mountains have also faded.

After all, these ten mountains were the little devils, but now this is nominally the Yuan family!

How many more dare to compete with Yuan Jia for the territory of Shenzhou?

"Nineteen younger brothers, you are the family of my family, you are sheltered by the family, and you are in the body. No matter where you are, no one can easily deceive you and marry you, but you can’t deceive the family’s prestige, you must remember On the banquet, Fusu Gongzi held a glass of wine and faintly told the party: "In addition, you have to know that the family is closely related to you, and you are proud of all your glory, you are dying, you have no eggs under the nest, you will act in the future." It is necessary to always take the family interests as the most important thing. It is no longer possible to do things as before and do things!"

Hearing the generals of the elders, the surrounding monks stopped and quietly watched.

Fang Fang listened, smiled lightly and said: "I recognize this door, you will not forcefully take away all my baby's chances?"

"This...noisy, how can the family see your things?"

Fusu Gongzi micro-sense, the subconscious reprimanded a sentence, I do not know what to pick up.

"Haha. Then I am relieved!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "Before I said, in my place, the creation can be shared with the family. What else, let's discuss it slowly!"

The eyes of Fusu’s son flashed a little, and the surrounding meditations also looked at each other, implying a smile.

This little devil is really clever... and a little shameless!

Fusu Gongzi only said the scene of the family members who want to consider for the family. I haven’t specifically mentioned any issues of interest. The little devil has first put on a little man who is worried about the family’s robbing his own baby. The helper is a little more thoughtful, in this case for the family. Face-to-face considerations can only be reprimanded by the export, and this little devil head is simply playing the snake with the stick. Once he is relieved, he will completely block the words under the Fusu son. Of course, he also showed some sincerity. I agree to share the fairy tales in the land with Yuan. It’s still a matter of knowing how to advance and retreat. I didn’t get things too stiff, and the thoughts were not comprehensive.

"Yuan Jia will be busy later..."

Zhu Xiu thought in his heart, the face is not moving, persuading the wine to discuss matters, lively and extraordinary.

"I know that there must be doubts in your heart, but since Yuan Jiafu is in your hands, I must have guessed it before, but I don't quite understand what it is. In fact, for those old things, I am also I don’t know much about it. I only know that the family had old grievances seven hundred years ago. And because of a serious illness, your life is dying. If your father is dissatisfied with some of the family’s practices, he will steal a different treasure from the family and take you. Escaped from the family, and for the next seven hundred years, he has been trying to find a way to reincarnate and re-do it!"

"Now look at you like this, presumably he is still successful. Since the family got the news, there are people who hold Yuan Jiafu’s order in Tianyi Palace. They have already guessed that you are there. Someone in the family has proposed to take you. I went back, but my ancestors gave it a return. After all, blood is thicker than water. The old generation’s grudges don’t need to be implicated on your descendants. In fact, even your father who rebelled the family, ancestors I also intend to forgive him, but I have always been obsessed with unannounced visits, and even released the wind, but I don’t see him coming back..."

After three rounds of wine, the guests went to the banquet to have a good time, some people said goodbye, some people talked more happily, but the helper son called the party, went to the mountain, and described the past simply, but also made the party more and more Doubt, my heart is confused...

"Does he say eleven uncle?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but think of the old white hair that stole his baby at Lingshan Temple.

The order is given by the eleven uncles, and the Yuan family misunderstood the same order. What is going on?

What reincarnation is a mess of things, is it true that eleven uncles are really their own?

When I think about this problem, my face will change dramatically, my eyes will be weird...

"So, you have no resentment against the family, practice well, have your own day, and your blood is..."

Fusu Gongzi said, referring to the blood, but suddenly and suddenly, shaking his head and laughing: "Let's discuss it later!"

However, in the gaze of invisibility, it seems that there is some contempt, just a flash.

"He should refer to the blood of the North Mage..."

Fang Xing’s heart is clear, but he is too lazy to say it, just watching it coldly.

It seems that regardless of whether Yuan Jia does not recognize himself, he is both a blood and is destined to be abandoned.

What doesn't have to care, it's all ridiculous. If he doesn't care, he won't know the first day of the meeting.

"There is one more thing, I need to mention you!"

When leaving, the Fusu son looked at the micro-coagulation and looked at Fang Xing: "The little monk around you, it is best not to go too close!"

The party that is in a mess is a slight glimpse: "Well?"

Fusu Gongzi said faintly: "The things in Buddhism are very deep. We are not afraid of Yuan’s family, but it is also very troublesome to get into trouble. Especially when I see that the little monk is not bad, it is implied, but I am also I can't see through his depths. Maybe he is the card of the Lingshan Temple and the land of the net. It may be a bit of a sign. This time it has entered the magical path, and it is entangled with you. Its heart is not pure. You better drive him away. ......"

"impossible!"

The side of the line back to the nails, looking directly at the eyes of Fusu son.

"Oh, as you are!"

Fusu Gongzi smiled lightly, his figure floated and plunged down the mountain.

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In the middle of the night, when the party went back to the palace, the expression was still very doubtful.

"Brother, are you okay?"

When he saw him coming back, he slid and there was a white shadow and a green scorpion. The four eyes were full of concern.

"What can I do?"

Fang Xing took a look at Shenxiu and Qinglan. Nowadays, in the mountainous area at the core of his robbery territory, he only lives in his own place. Although Chu Ci became his little daughter-in-law, he still has a heavy behavior and does not live together. It is in the territory of Daxueshan, and Wang Qiong is in a piece, Qinglan and Shenxiu, and there are also areas where they sit in the same place, but these two guys are obviously too curious and have been waiting for themselves.

"You actually recognized Yuan Jia, a poor relative, and promised to divide it with them. How do I feel that something is wrong?"

God show a confused face.

"Two ah..."

Qing Yan also called aside, and Shen Xiu said, "My teacher said, and you are ready to use this ten mountains to change a volume. If someone really took the Taishang, then the future. What else do you give to Yuan Jia?"

"Hey... can't you grab it later?"

In a word, he turned the eyes of Shen Xiu and Yan Zi, and then he was slightly patient. He explained: "Although I feel that I can use the current gift, I will be able to exchange that volume for the Taishang, but also If there is a change, then if there is no change, then in all likelihood, it will fall into the hands of the Chinese monks, and it will take a Chinese power to find it. Is Yuan Jia more suitable? In addition, if the volume is too high, if you can't find it, you can find a way to encourage Yuan family to help me get back the little man... Anyway, anyway, My little man must not be robbed back!"

Seeing the stunned look of Shenxiu and Qingyi, he sighed softly and frowned. "In fact, one of the more important reasons is that these things are all made by the eleven uncles. I don't know. This old white hair is doing a ghost, but after all, he is my eleven uncle, certainly will not harm me, then I will try to cooperate with him if possible, that is, oh..."

"I will be relieved, it seems that the brothers have not changed!"

Shenxiu breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the sidewalk with a strange look: "I just scared me!"

"What are you so afraid of doing?"

Shenxiu suddenly cried and sullenly said, "I am afraid that you will recognize Yuan, you will not want me, and the Fusu son obviously does not like me!"

"Playing eggs, let's rob the four masters and use others to like?"

There was a bit of chill in the party, and he lifted his foot to the side of Shenxiu: "No more nonsense, I will withdraw your four-headed family and give me a disciple!"

"Two...two..."

The green scorpion was full of joy, and the long, sly face was full of expectation.

Shenxiu is not afraid of the light, and the old man is shy and does not speak, and his face is full of songs.

Looking at this little monk, and then thinking of the words of Fusu Gongzi, Fang Xing couldn't help but feel confused, but shook his head, thinking that the little vulture in the show, except to love to see the fairy bath, love to eat meat, love to beat people In the back of the head, love follows the small faults such as foxes and tigers. In other respects, it is still a good monk. What kind of impure heart can be used?

When I thought about it, I laughed again: "I didn't drink enough, Shenxiu went to get the wine, and I will drink it with me!"

"okay!"

Shenxiu was happy again, and went to the banquet to hold the wine jar.

Looking at him like this cheerful, Fang Xing sighed, but felt that he was a little ridiculous, lying on the couch and waiting for the **** show to hold the wine, but suddenly felt the light in the arms gathered, busy reaching out and taking it out, It was a big cousin who gave it to her own voice, and the above thoughts were fluctuating. The voice of the big cousin came over: "The volume was found too..." (To be continued.)

Ps: The third chapter is coming. In the hard code word, Red Bull has already drunk three cans, asking for votes...