Villain: Hermaphrodite, Divorced Son Of Destiny

"Uh!"

Seeing Kong Mingdie's strange eyes, I don't know what she is thinking.

Ye Xiaoyao unnaturally put his hands back to their original positions, with great hatred in his heart, and the urge to go crazy.

He is so handsome, with outstanding talent and aloof posture, dazzling like a firefly in the dark, and has fascinated many proud Holy Maiden goddesses.

But Kong Mingdie doesn't know how to appreciate this woman at all.

Looking at him with weird and disdainful eyes made him feel embarrassed and ashamed.

"This woman must be abnormal..."

Ye Xiaoyao thought so.

In fact, Ye Xiaoyao is really overconfident, and has been deceiving himself and others.

Ye Xiaoyao showed off in front of them, with his hands behind his back, with a detached posture, they were like ordinary people, which normal person would bear it?

They just dare not speak out.

As the saying goes, swearing at others does not reveal faults, Ye Xiaoyao's Talent strength lies there, isn't exposing his faults courting death?

Of course, there are people who are not afraid of death, so even if Ye Xiaoyao is a talent monster, he still cannot avoid being ridiculed.

I have to say that it is not unreasonable for the son of destiny to be ridiculed by passers-by.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Ye Xiaoyao standing there without making a move, but looking at him eagerly, Kong Mingdie said unhappily.

"I"

I f*ck!

You made a move, I forced you to pretend.

A mouthful of old blood stuck in Ye Xiaoyao's throat, and he couldn't spit it out.

This woman is absolutely abnormal, and she doesn't play her cards according to the routine.

"The Spear of Hades..."

No way, if Kong Mingdie didn't make a move, Ye Xiaoyao had no choice but to take the lead, he couldn't stand there staring at him, could he?

Boom boom boom!

The little color donkey felt uncomfortable now, Ye Xiaoyao, who was not influenced by the Hearts Demon, had really terrifying strength, so he crushed and beat her.

"Not yet?"

Su Wanwan asked via voice transmission.

"Don't worry, it's better to let Dier suffer a little bit, so that she doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

Wang Yuan watched the little color donkey being beaten, although she felt distressed, it was something she had to go through.

As a cultivator, fighting with others is unavoidable.

The little donkey can't always grow up under his wings, can he?

It's doing her more harm than good.

"Fine!"

Su Wanwan started chatting with Wang Yuan.

While talking, Su Wanwan suddenly asked anxiously.

"What are you going to do with Ye Xiaoyao's Xuanhuang Cauldron and Immortal Sword?"

"This..…"

"Bastard, don't forget, I am your real wife"

…… Ask for flowers………

"Then I'll let Die Er hand it over to you later.

Wang Yuan pondered for a moment, and handed it over to Su Wanwan. She doesn't have a high-level Magic Treasures yet, and her combat power is still a bit weak.

"No, you should take it, as long as you don't give it to Die Er."

Although I know that Wang Yuan and Kong Mingdie are closely related, they are two people after all, and brothers still have to settle accounts.

For such a precious treasure, it is better to hold it in your own hands.

"I have the Chaos Cauldron and the Soul Eater Halberd, it's useless to ask for it."

Wang Yuan is not a son of destiny, he will hold on to a good treasure whenever he sees it.

Knowing that those treasures are not of much use to him, he would rather put them in storage or eat ashes than give them to those around him.

"This big villain, he hasn't made a move yet, is he trying to see me laughing?"

The little donkey thought angrily.

Her tender body was shaken to pieces, she vomited blood, and was beaten back and forth.

Ye Xiaoyao's divine body was really terrifying, but he just used his physical supernatural powers and with absolute strength, he was beaten to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

“Yin & Yang are amazing...”

"Heh, the gnat may shake the tree..."

Ye Xiaoyao smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and punched the dragon and phoenix, with a detached posture and a cold and disdainful expression. .