Villain: Madam, you don’t want your son to go to jail, do you?

"Suzaku, why don't you stop!"

Su Yuan stopped attacking after hearing what Xiao Fan said.

Bai Ruoli was in Xiao Fan's hands, so he had to give in now.

But Mo Qingwu still didn't care and attacked Su Yuan crazily.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Su Yuan said as he stepped back.

Unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in his waist.

Su Yuan, who came to his senses, flew backwards.

The number 43 on the sole of Xiao Fan's shoe was clearly visible.

"Stop it."

Seeing that Mo Qingwu was still not giving in, Xiao Fan reached out to stop him.

Su Yuan could die, but it was not the time yet.

He had not yet squeezed out the last value of Su Yuan.

"Get out of the way!"

Mo Qingwu stopped, her tone extremely cold.

Whoever dared to stop her at this moment would be her enemy.

This little girl had a really bad temper.

Xiao Fan felt a little upset when he saw that she still dared to talk to him like that.

"Did you forget our agreement?"

Xiao Fan reminded.

Hearing this, Mo Qingwu showed hesitation on her face.

"Don't worry, Su Yuan, I will definitely kill him."

Su Yuan: ? ? ?

Say this in front of me? Don't I, the God of War, have any face?

But Xiao Fan's kick just now was too fast.

Although there was suspicion of a sneak attack, Su Yuan was ashamed of his speed.

"Okay, I believe you."

Mo Qingwu stared at Xiao Fan and nodded seriously.

Then she turned and left.

She didn't want to see Su Yuan's face now, otherwise she was really afraid that she couldn't help but fight him to the death.

"Look, I saved your life again. Don't you think you should thank me?"

Hearing this, Su Yuan sneered in his heart,

If Xiao Fan hadn't intervened just now, he could have taken down Mo Qingwu in less than three moves.

But now Bai Ruoli is still in Xiao Fan's hands, he still needs to pretend to be flattering.

Su Yuan forced a smile,

"Thank you very much, Mr. Xiao."

"No need to say thank you, I like to be practical."

Xiao Fan glanced at Su Yuan, Su Yuan had a lot of treasures on him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become a great master at such a young age.

Being stared at by Xiao Fan, Su Yuan felt uncomfortable all over.

A bad premonition came to his mind.

Su Yuan quickly crossed his arms, "Mr. Xiao, I am straight."

Hearing this, Xiao Fan's forehead was full of black lines.

"I am not interested in you. Do you know how much harm your words just now have caused me?

How about this, if you give me another treasure, I will forgive you, who makes me generous."

Su Yuan swore that he had never seen such a shameless person in his life.

But the situation was stronger than the person, so he had to hand it over.

After hesitating for a while, Su Yuan took out a small sword from his arms and threw it to Xiao Fan.

He has had this weapon for a long time, but he has always used a knife.

A hint of hidden joy flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes.

He didn't expect Su Yuan to give him this spiritual weapon directly.

The spiritual weapon can not only be enlarged and reduced at will, but also greatly enhances strength.

"Not bad, I am very satisfied. In this case, I will naturally let Bai Ruoli go."

Xiao Fan nodded, not forgetting to paint a big pie for Su Yuan.

As for Bai Ruoli, that bitch, she is exactly the same as Su Yuan.

She is even more cruel than Su Yuan, to such a woman.

Xiao Fan would not want her even if she was given to him for free.

Although Bai Ruoli is the childhood sweetheart of the protagonist, her appearance is indeed impeccable.

Fortunately, Xiao Fan has already thought of a way to control her.

Let her lurk beside Su Yuan at that time, and stab him in the back at a critical moment.

Xiao Fan felt excited just thinking about this scene.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao."

Su Yuan forcibly suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth.

After Bai Ruoli is safe, he must take revenge.

Stepping on Xiao Fan... No, no, no, it's not satisfying enough.

Su Yuan rejected this idea in his heart.

He wanted Xiao Fan to drink his foot washing water, his feet were more smelly than the national football team.

Xiao Fan saw Su Yuan standing there in a daze, shook his head and walked in.

This fool really thought he got the upper hand.

Not long after Xiao Fan walked into the living room, Luo Yan came over with fruit.

Seeing Su Yuan standing there with a silly smile and not knowing how to help, Luo Yan was angry.

"Pa!"

A slap was slapped on Su Yuan's face.

"Waste thing, don't you have any sense at all?"

Su Yuan, who was still immersed in fantasy, was a little confused.

This slap directly pulled him back to reality.

"You dare to hit me?! I am..."

Su Yuan covered his left cheek, he was in a bad mood today! .

"Who are you? You are just a piece of trash!"

Seeing that Su Yuan dared to refute, Luo Yan sprayed saliva directly on Su YuanOn the face.

He slapped her again with his backhand.

"Yes, I am a waste."

The last four days, the last four days!

Su Yuan kept repeating in his heart, trying to hypnotize himself.

Ever since Xiao Fan broke his defense, his Qi cultivation skills seemed to be less stable.

After hearing Su Yuan's words, Luo Yan walked into the villa with a curse.

If it weren't for entertaining Xiao Fan well, she would have to teach Su Yuan a good lesson.

"Qingyan baby, remember to call me if you miss me."

After eating and drinking, he looked at Ran Qingyan and made a gesture.

Ran Qingyan blushed.

Because Xiao Fan's gesture was exactly the same as the previous hand-tearing... action.

Thinking that her stockings were still in Xiao Fan's pocket, Ran Qingyan felt like her face was burning.

"Qingyan, why is your face so red?"

Luo Yan was a little puzzled.

"No, nothing, maybe it's a bit hot and humid today..."

Ran Qingyan naturally couldn't tell Luo Yan about this kind of thing.

......

"As expected of a son of destiny who has reached a certain level, he has so many treasures on him.

Compared with Su Yuan, Lin Yan is really a poor guy."

After Xiao Fan sat in the car sent by Zhou Bo, he took out the small sword and looked at it carefully.

Then he injected the energy into the small sword.

The small sword, which was only ten centimeters just now, suddenly increased tenfold.

It turned into a long sword.

The simple yet elegant hilt, coupled with the cold and shining sword edge.

You can tell the extraordinaryness of this sword at a glance.

The more Xiao Fan looked at it, the more he liked it, just like a pervert seeing a peerless beauty.

"Not bad, let's call it the Extreme Overlord Sword!"

Just then, the long sword began to clang.

"It's really a good sword. It seems that you agree with this name, right?"

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the sword body began to tremble more violently.

"Okay, I was just joking with you, why did you take it seriously?"

Xiao Fan just wanted to test whether this sword has spirit.

Unexpectedly, it really has spirit.

"Let's call you Youlong, graceful as a startled swan, gentle as a wandering dragon."

At this time, the sword body trembled, as if it agreed with this name.