Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1348 Rong Beilan PK Style ([-])

"Our family has always been charming." Rong Beilan smiled, rubbing the top of her hair, her eyes were surprisingly gentle, but Su Changle felt chills all over her body.

"What is it from your family? Little sweetheart is clearly from the grandfather's family. Little sweetheart will give birth to six daughters and six sons for the grandfather. Liuliu Dashun."

Rong Beilan's smile became more gentle, and Su Changle shook her shoulders, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't promise him anything."

"Yes," Rong Beilan nodded, "I know."

"you know?"

"He's too old."

This time, the wind and ink exploded, "I'm only over 200 years old, tell me how old I am?"

The corners of Su Changle's mouth twitched, two hundred years old is not too old, she could be her ancestor.

"It's really old." Rong Beilan shook his head.

"More than 200 years old is for a person like you who is more ordinary than ordinary people. Seriously speaking, you are only 25 six."

Rong Beilan was silent for a moment, "In Xingyue Continent, only the leaders of Sandu and Erling have not changed their face, because they have been sealed for hundreds of years, you..."

Feng Mo understood what he said, and rolled his eyes, "Master is 25-200 in Xingyue Continent. For people in Mowu Continent, he is more than [-] years old. One year in Xingyue Continent is equal to ten years in Mowu Continent. .”

However, as soon as Feng Mo's words came out, Su Changle became nervous.

No way, then, she really has to wait three to five years for that thing to go back, isn't it that decades have passed, then Master and the others...

Rong Beilan pinched her small face, "Don't listen to his nonsense, that was before."

"Ok?"

"Thousands of years ago, the Xingyue Continent's language was turbid in the space war, and the Mowu Continent's time was affected. Now it is the same as the Xingyue Continent, only a few days faster."

Su Changle breathed a sigh of relief, and rolled her eyes at Feng Mo, "Ms. Ben just likes a man who happens to be eight years old."

"You, how old are you?" Feng Mo looked at Rong Beilan.

Rong Beilan gave him an inscrutable look, "Le'er is sixteen, this deity is twenty-four."

The deity, Feng Mo frowned slightly, what is the identity of this man, he actually called himself the deity?

"I don't care. Little Sweetheart said it herself. I will fight with you. Whoever wins will give birth to the baby. The girl named Xiangxue and Mi Yue will both listen."

Xiangxue hurriedly turned around, looked up at the sky, Miyue covered her ears and pretended not to hear.

"Do you want to compare with the deity?"

Feng Mo nodded.

"No need."

Feng Mo snorted coldly, triumphantly, "Why, are you afraid?"

Rong Beilan suddenly wrapped Su Changle in his arms, and attached her big palm to her flat belly, "Le'er's body, I have already seen it thoroughly."

Su Changle's face turned red, Feng Mo's eyes widened, and she pointed at Rong Beilan with trembling fingers, "You, you, you apprentice, little sweetheart is only 16 years old, you, you..."

"In the Mowu Continent," Rong Beilan glanced at Feng Mo calmly, "I'm already a mother at the age of 16, and there are many people around."

"Sweetheart is not those people."

"Of course not," Rong Beilan tightened his arms around Su Changle, "She belongs to the deity."

"No matter, I want to fight you!"

"I advise you to give up."

"Why!"

"You are the one who is ashamed."

The corners of Su Changle's mouth twitched, could Rong Yaoxie not be so aggressive, she felt sympathetic to Feng Mo.

However, no matter who Feng Mo is, his psychological quality is naturally strong, coupled with his natural belligerence factor, he immediately summoned a magic wand, "I will compete with you now!"

"Are you sure?" Rong Beilan lazily raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"If you are afraid, just admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)