Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"Fame?"

"Fame can be eaten, where is a brother-in-law important!"

Yang Xianhong stared at the female gun god sister, "Hate iron is not steel" said: "Sister, first start is strong, then you can't get hair, regret and cry there is no place to go."

"Look around this arena, there are not a few goblins staring at their brother-in-law."

Yang Xiruo's soft and beautiful eyes flashed with determination, and he shook his head and taught:

"Brother, when have you ever regretted seeing your sister in this life?"

"How can you cry for a man who regrets it, so there is no rest."

"Others like him and have other people's reasons, but A-jie doesn't like it! Appearance, strength, status, sister does not care at all, in this life only wish to accompany the gun.

Yang Xuanhong sighed and shook his head: "If you don't listen to the advice of your brother, you will suffer a loss in front of you." "

Brother, if you talk nonsense again, Dad and the clan elder will beat you again."

Yang Xuanhong raised his head, his nostrils facing the sky and snorted:

"Hit!"

"Have the ability to kill me."

"Can't beat me to death, we'll be a good man the next day."

"When Dad opens the trumpet and gives birth to a son who inherits the lineage, then it's still too late for me to admit it!"

"You're big, it's time to be steady." Yang Xiruo's sick and delicate face was just about to show a spoiled smile, so Yang Xianhong muttered in a low voice: "However, daddy, I'm afraid it won't work, we have a solid position, hahaha."

"Don't talk about Daddy!"

Yang Xiruo was about to fight, Yang Xianhong quickly dodged and explained: "It's not nonsense, last time I peeked at the father hiding there and sighing, that scene, gee, the old cow looked at Tian Kong crying, and sat with his hand on the eagle and sighed."

"Yawn!"

High in the sky, Yang Tingjun, who was leisurely watching the game, suddenly sneezed.

The mental power was lowered to the player's rest area and heard his son's big truth.

His body trembled with anger, and his fists clenched.

"Rebel!"

"Rebel!!"

"Lao Tzu should have thrown you off the wall nineteen years ago."

Endure the sea and sky for a while, and the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

Yang Tingjun pulled out a leather whip, got up from the heavenly dome seat, and killed the place where the rebel son was with a gloomy face.

Yang shocked Hong with sharp eyes, snorted, and hurriedly said goodbye to A-jie.

"Reverse daddy, the wind is tight!!"

He ran all the way to the audience, where Luo

Fanchen and the tattooed society youth were snorting and commenting on the ongoing Tianjiao battle on the field.

"Save your brother-in-law!"

"The tiger poison does not eat the son, but the father wants to smoke me!"

The golden retriever young lord rushed over, seeing that there were no seats next to the two, and did not drive away the other spectators, he squatted in front of Luo Fanchen and grabbed a handful of melon seeds and knocked them up.

"Young Master Yang?"

Just now, Yang Jiaohong had fought, and the tattooed young man naturally recognized it, shook his head, turned his head and looked at Luo Fanchen in shock: "The female gun god is... Is it your wife?? "

You're stumbling too." Luo Fanchen shook his head: "This kid is talking nonsense, don't take it seriously." The

tattooed young man did not dare to sit wide, even if he wanted to make room for Yang Xianhong.

"Young Master Yang, you sit down."

"Click-

" Yang Xianhong stuffed melon seeds into his mouth, and with a gentle knock, the melon seeds were directly crushed into powder by the golden teeth, and he was speechless: "Zhuo, it's not a good thing that this big golden tooth is too powerful." "

Don't sit, don't sit."

The irritable Yang Xianhong looked at the tattooed young man who gave up the seat:

"You are our brother-in-law's friend, that is my friend, no one is nobler than anyone, pay attention to a first come, first come, how can there be a reason to let me sit."

> tattooed young man was surprised

, in his impression, few people of great sects and nobles were so approachable to the low-level figures.

Luo Fanchen clenched the only remaining melon seeds in his hand to prevent these two gluttonous cats from snatching them away, and asked with a smile: "You boy, why are you angry with your father again?"

"The face was beaten like this, swollen like a pig's head."

Yang snorted and said unconvinced: "Brother-in-law, you judge and judge."

"Didn't I just go to the back kitchen last night to secretly cook some soup, and they beat me up when they found out."

The golden retriever young man spoke with a righteous and pitiful speech, which aroused the sympathy of the young people in society.

"Huh?"

"Your family is so excessive!"

"That's beastly."

Yang Xuanhong pouted, and the chicken pecked his head like rice, "That's it, that's it, this family doesn't wait!"

Luo Fanchen rubbed his eyebrows: "Wait a minute!"

"I want to ask, is this soup that your kid boiled is a serious soup?"

Yang Huanghong was righteous: "Serious, quite serious!" The

young people in society were confused, and they didn't understand why Luo Fanchen asked this.

"Tell me, what raw materials are added to it?"

Yang snapped his fingers and said, "'I love a stick of firewood', 'Sows are crazy too'."

"That's right!"

"And 'elephants are also fascinated.'"

Luo Fanchen patted his braincase and was speechless: Brother knows!

“？？？"

The young people in society looked shocked, and after listening to it, they realized that they were too naïve.

What kind of stuff is this horse stepping horse, you call this a serious soup?

Can this thing be drunk by people?

I really believed in this kid's evil just now!

The youth of society stumbled and asked,

"That... Young Lord Yang, how much crime the other party has committed, why is it so punished!

"You cooked this soup carefully, but to capture the ferocious beast?" Or what kind of bird of prey?

"You still have to deal with the most vicious bandits."

"Hey, neither." Yang Xuanhong waved his hand regretfully: "I specially cooked it for my old sister to help her send her the Avenue of Happiness, but unfortunately it was discovered by the old bullies." "

I think it's sent to Xitian Avenue!

The tattooed young man endured it and didn't ask how your sister offended you.

Luo Fanchen wondered and asked: "Many medicines are colorless and tasteless when they meet water, since no one drinks them, how did you find out that you were poisoned?"

Yang Xianhong slapped his thigh and said with chagrin:

"Didn't I think about my sister's cultivation to be high, and three or two sows are also crazy for fear that the dose is not enough, so I added a little bit, and then a good soup, directly boiled into a paste, the paste is too obvious."

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched: "Are you sure you only put a little?"

Yang shocked: "Yes, if the pot is not too small, we will not put three catties, but thirty catties, after drying, the concentration is the essence."

"When the time comes, mix it with water, the effect of that soup, gee, I dare not imagine!"

The young man of society was shocked, "Young Master Yang, your family must love you very much, right?"

Yang Xuanhong was surprised and asked, "Why do you say this?"

"Or I would have hammered you boy to death last night."

Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes and retracted his feet back, afraid that his father would kill him and splash his blood: "This unknown son, don't say you know me when you go out."

"Nope!"

Yang Huang Honghu hugged Luo Fanchen's calf, "Brother-in-law, you can't leave us, I made soup for my old sister, but it was all to send it to you." The

young man of society looked at Luo Fanchen in amazement and fear.

I'm Zhuo, this guy is the mastermind?

Bright and dark!

The goddess as far as the eye can see must not be completely harmed by him.

Luo Fanchen couldn't hold back, and gently threw Yang Shaozhen away with a kick, "This prince, please be respectful, don't spread rumors, otherwise I will sue you for slander!!

"Brother-in-law, give us another chance, next time I will definitely let my sister obediently obey."

It's over, the buddy jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it this time.

Luo Fanchen spread his hands and gave up treatment, sighing in his heart that the Yang family is really a father and a son, and the godson is generous! ! !

"Boom!"

There were frequent battles in the ring, and all kinds of special soul techniques dazzled hundreds of thousands of spectators, and the hunchbacked little fat man of the Xuanwu Empire appeared for the second time and was called Emperor Gou.

It is still a familiar formula, and the moment he comes to power, he summons eighteen defenses and hides in the turtle shell.

The opponent from the White Tiger Empire originally stopped in place, wanting to spend time with the little fat man.

As a result, I didn't expect the little fat man to have a good mouth.

Showing a completely different face from facing the heir of the Dark Temple, full of scolding and slipping, all the eighteen generations of ancestors greeted again, and the fancy mockery was not the same.

Relying on the mouth alone, the opponent's brain congestion of qi is about to turn over.

Lose your mind and launch the strongest attack.

As a result, he bounced himself off the ring alive, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"Alas..." "

Because I am afraid of pain, I have fully practiced defense, how lonely it is to be invincible."

The hunchbacked little fat got up from the turtle shell, shook his head and sighed.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers also really got to know this guy at the same time.

This meticulous man has the most domineering name.

"Shi Shaotian!"

The next game quickly drew the attention of all the spectators.

Even the exclamation and admiration continued, and they were firmly attracted by the prosperous beauty of the girl on the scene, purple hair and horsetail swaying with the wind, pure white temple battle skirt.

Two completely different temperaments of holy purity and eccentricity appeared in the same girl, Bai Yingyue, the holy daughter of the Temple of Light, fought against one of the ten great sects, and the speed was comparable to the top two sects in the world, the Golden Emperor Sect.

"The Holy Lady of the Temple is so beautiful!"

"I heard that it is still the youngest of the competition age to stand shoulder to shoulder with Huang Yan, and he is eighteen years old!"

"Such a girl, I don't know what hero she will marry in the end."

"After thinking too much, the Holy Daughter of the Temple does not marry outside, and listening to the internal news has long been promised by the worshippers to arrange it to the Holy Son."

The discussion continued one after another

, and the eccentric little sister next door beside Luo Fanchen was like the moon in the sky in the hearts of many soul masters and Tianjiao, beautiful but untouchable.

"Ahhh!!"

Yang Xuanhong stood up and shouted for Bai Yingyue: "Goddess!!"

Luo Fanchen was stunned: "This nizi is your goddess?"

Yang's eyebrows fluttered: "Pope, we dare not think that the Holy Daughter, the identity of the young master of the Yang family, we still have a chance."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "No, you didn't."

"Brother-in-law, don't hit people, I heard that the saint girl has no sweetheart yet!"

Bai Yingyue, the elegant saint girl in the ring, was not in a hurry to make a move, and her slender crystal jade fingers were placed between her lips and made a boo gesture.

That pampered, special saintly temperament, so that everyone was unconsciously affected, the

whole audience was instantly quiet, wondering what the saint wanted to say before the game....

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