What? The System Is Fighting For Me Crazy For Binding

"Yaoyao, tell me how it tastes!"

Wang Xuanzhi looked at Yaoyao proudly and had high confidence in his own cooking skills.

Reborn from Greater China, he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution...

Cough, cough, the one in the back isn't.

Yaoyao's actions prove that Wang Xuanzhi's cooking skills are very good.

He kept holding bunches of grilled fish in his hands, stuffing them into his own mouth, and even forgot to send them to the other three systems.

A happy night spent eating grilled fish.

............

The next day, Wang Xuanzhi just got up, took out a handful of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures from his Qiankun bag, and stuffed them into his own mouth.

Relying on the improvement of the system's Realm, these Heavenly and Mortal Treasures are just snacks for him, and have no other major effects.

Wang Xuanzhi had nothing to do, lying on the chair leisurely, humming a little song.

"I'm a cat, happy cat."

"I can't sleep every day, it's good to have my sister with me."

The servant looked at Wang Xuanzhi curiously, listening to the little tune he was humming, it became more and more interesting.

It was a little more pleasing to the eyes of the husband-in-law of the princess of the kingdom of God.

"bump!"

A sudden knock on the door.

Several Jinpao disciples came, with servants behind them.

Behind their heads, there are four circles of divine rings shining on them.

"You are the husband of the princess. I don't think you have three heads and six arms. How can you join the family?"

The leading man in the robe looked at Wang Xuanzhi very unhappy, and he almost didn't write the word "unhappy" on his face.

Several men behind him spoke one after another, looking bad.

"Boy, I advise you to be acquainted with each other and leave the kingdom of God early."

"We can pretend that none of this happened."

"Otherwise, the consequences..."

"It's not something you can contaminate, you have to think about the consequences."

Wang Xuanzhi was overjoyed and jumped up from his chair.

Finally, some enemies came to train him, and he still doesn't know how strong he is.

Wang Xuanzhi walked over to the servant in one step, and asked in a low voice which family these dudes belonged to.

If it's a big guy, don't hit him so badly, just remove a few arms and legs from him.

If not, they're screwed.

The servant whispered to Wang Xuanzhi, looking at a few Jinpao disciples with fearful expressions.

"Fatty in blue clothes on the far left is the seventh son of Hou Yaoyao, Hao Nanshou."

"Beside Young Master Hao is the third son of Marquis Shenwei, Chang Shuogen."

"Standing in the middle is Cang Yinghou's second son, Cang Mang."

............

"The last one is Feng Xuehou's youngest son, Feng Xuerui."

The servant whispered in Wang Xuanzhi's ear and told them all the identities.

Wang Xuanzhi's eyes lit up, isn't this a proper dude?

Come to trouble, beat it first, and then slowly subdue it.

Wang Xuanzhi looked at the group of people with a smile. He first pointed to Hao Nanshou, the son of Xiaoyaohou, and hooked his hand.

He said, "That dead Fatty, come and fight me."

When Hao Nanshou listened to Wang Xuanzhi's words, his face suddenly sank. What he hated most was that others called him Fatty.

"Arrogant little thief, die!"

Hao Nan dashed towards Wang Xuanzhi with a thin body, with divine power floating on his body, with a unique and relaxed mood, which was passed down from his father. Wang Xuanzhi only felt that his strength was weakened by 10% in this artistic conception. He seemed to be a Kunpeng incarnated in the heaven and the earth, flying freely in the heaven and earth.

Wang Xuanzhi felt this peculiar yet familiar artistic conception, and couldn't help but think of the "Easy You" he had memorized on earth.

As an immortal body, Wang Xuanzhi is very close to the Dao by nature.

Coupled with the natural wisdom and self-opening, you can know a hundred things in one day.

Wang Xuanzhi murmured softly.

"There is a fish in Beiming, its name is Kun, Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in one pot."

"Turn into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng Zhida, you need two barbecue grills, one secret, one spicy, a bottle of wine, and brave the world!"

Cough cough cough, wrong, wrong.

Wang Xuanzhi blurted out subconsciously, realizing that he had made a mistake.

He scratched his head in embarrassment.

Hao Nanshou looked at Wang Xuanzhi and didn't know what he was talking about, thinking that he was playing with himself, his expression was even more ugly, and his fists were full of power.

He blasted at Wang Xuanzhi's face.

Wang Xuanzhi looked at this slow, fluffy, soft punch.

Dodging the punch with a dodge, he looked serious and drank heavily.

"There is a fish in Beiming, its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. It turns into a bird and its name is Peng."

"Pengzhi's back, I don't know how many thousand miles it is..."

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi seems to have become that happy Kunpeng between heaven and earth.

Hao Nanshou looked inconceivable. This was his father's conception of fame, how could it be learned by an outsider.

For a moment, he wondered if this was the illegitimate son of his father who was living abroad.

Wang Xuanzhi was like a Kunpeng, as arrogant as a dragon, and did not give him any chance to react.

The endless Spiritual Qi in his hand radiated out, turning into the big palm of Shrouding the Heavens, from above the sky, toward him suppressing it.

In just one encounter, he was photographed on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and fainted.

The few people behind looked at Hao Nanshou, and they were photographed on the ground in just one face-to-face, with shocked expressions.

You must know that they are the fourth Realm of the Shinto way, and this little white face, who is not exposed to the mountains, is actually stronger than them.

They are cultivated by the infinite resources of the clan.

They subconsciously thought that the Protoss was far above everything, so their resources were the best, and they did not put Wang Xuanzhi in one’s eyes.

Cang Mang hypnotized himself and said, "This must be his ultimate move. He has already released his ultimate move, and there is no way out."

"Everyone, take him down at once and let him know how dangerous it is to hit our princess of the kingdom of God with his thoughts."

Several people behind him flew towards Wang Xuanzhi, their divine powers floated, and countless spells and moves rushed towards Wang Xuanzhi, forming a gust of wind.

Wang Xuanzhi's eyes were calm, neither sad nor happy.

Carefully experiencing the happy mood, now he has incarnated Kunpeng.

He, who originally had a dragon and phoenix physique, became more and more familiar with the artistic conception of this Demonic Beasts, and there was no bottleneck.

In that divine light spell that fills the sky, go back and forth freely, shuttle back and forth.

Several people saw that the own technique was invalid, and their faces became gloomy.

Wang Xuanzhi opened his eyes and sighed softly, "It turned out to be just a few inexperienced soldiers who brought me experience."

Then the endless chaotic energy emanated from his body, turning into the fist of Shrouding the Heavens, slapping several people to the ground.

Several people fainted, and their life and death are unknown.

This is still in the case of Wang Xuanzhi's withdrawal.