Devil Emperor Daddy

Zhou Zhimei smiles but does not speak.

It's a great honor for most of us to be able to get some advice from the saint. This guy said that he didn't need it. Let alone being familiar with the saint, I don't think she knows anything.

Otherwise, I can't say anything like that.

As for the teaching saint, who has the qualification? She was almost taught to be a saint.

She was so big that she saw countless boasters, but the mysterious young man dared to be the second, and it is estimated that she did not call herself the first.

The cow's nose is blowing through the sky.

However, Jun Chen didn't talk nonsense. In addition to teaching him how to be a man, she didn't need to teach him anything.

At night, the world is cold.

This night, the little Phoenix awakened a divine pulse in his dream, stepped into the realm of six divine veins, and Fengshui Hunyuan pill only rose to a small state.

But Jun Chen was very satisfied.

After the early morning, the sky began to drizzle.

In front of them, there is a mountain range, and the lights are bright at the foot of the mountain. Actually, it is a large-scale town developed by tourism.

"Wangwu mountain is here." Zhou Zhimei said, secretly relieved.

Jun Chen's divine sense swept past, and suddenly felt countless powerful breath.

Both Yuntai Mountain and Songshan Shaolin Temple people are here. It's better to distinguish between the two forces.

In addition, there are many mysterious masters.

In this small town, there are countless two strong people, not counting the congenital peak and the ten divine pulse. There are actually two strong people in Xudan, and the number of half step Wuba is amazing.

Especially in Songshan, there was an unfathomable strong man, such as a rock sitting there, and his divine sense did not penetrate.

"The existence of Wuba realm?" Jun Chen's eyes brightened.

After a month of drastic changes in the world, the real Wuba was born in Songshan?

It's true that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin.

He is a noble man with white eyebrows. He should be the director of Shaolin Temple in Songshan mountain. He has just stepped into the level of Wuba for a short time, and his foothold is not stable.

All the strong men of this level have come to Wangwu mountain. It seems that the competition of ancient bronze gate is more fierce than expected.

But Jun Chen didn't take it seriously. He did what he should do. Whoever blocked his way was sweeping.

Even Wuba is no exception.

Jun Chen observed again and found Fang Jing. There was an old man beside Fang Jing, who was one of the two powerful virtual elites in the town. Beside him was a handsome bald young man, who was from Songshan.

At the moment, they are talking.

"Brother."

Fang Jing looked at the bald youth with complicated eyes. "At the beginning, because ye feiye, you were relieved of the identity of the little clan leader, so you went into the empty door. This is Xiaojing's fault."

"However, your turn is coming. The saint will arrive at Wangwu mountain soon. You will see her again soon."

"Besides, I've seen the virgin's wild seed. If it wasn't for my identity, I would have crushed her with my own hands."

"Ye feiye is the past, and I'm not the Fang Shaoqing who used to be. I see her as if I saw all living beings. I'm afraid she is the same as seeing me."

"Now I am the emptiness of Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain, Ermi tofu."

This bald young man is actually Fang Jing's elder brother, who was once a hair protector for her mother. Now he has seen through the world, has no love for life, and has fled into the empty door?

Jun Chen was a little surprised.

But she's charming.

"Fang Shaoqing!"

Fang Jingru said, "what is it that you abandon yourself like this? Do you want to make those princes in the Forbidden City laugh at you? If you're still a man, you'll take the virgin back! "

"As long as you have the trump card of Saint daughter, if you go back to your family, what do you want? Even if you are the second uncle, you have to give up the position of clan leader. All nine families can step on their feet."

Smell speech, Fang Shaoqing voice more a touch of light melancholy: "like flowers not flowers, like leaves are not leaves, I am not myself, even if the virgin is snatched back, then what?"

"Now I have already seen through those things. I only want to get rid of the bitter sea and reach the other shore."

Fang Jing said, "you want to know who robbed ye feiye? I saw him in Jinling this time. He is a waste, little white face. He is nothing but learning from saint. You can crush him with one finger. "

"Look at what you look like now, even a waste! You are a disgrace to our Fang family

Fang Shaoqing put his hands together and said devoutly on his face: "Buddha says that all kinds of things in the world have cause and effect. I have no relationship with the virgin. Why should I ask for it? "

"You must have been brainwashed by those bald donkeys and become what you are now!"

Fang Jing was very angry. "Fang Shaoqing, I came to you today. I didn't talk to you about the truth, but I told you that the little white face of the saint's house was dead.""He died in Pingdingshan, even the evil son of the saint also died."

"In short, this is your best chance to take advantage of it. Next, Master Wang will find an opportunity to ambush the virgin, and try to give you a chance to save the beauty of the heroine, so that the saint can know you again. "

"At that time, I believe that my brother will be able to persuade the virgin to renew her friendship and take her home."

"Although the saint is already someone else's wife, there are no flaws. Brother, you know, this is your only chance to take back the position of clan leader."

The Xudan old man, who was called Master Wang, also said faintly: "young clan leader, miss is also you. For your good, please don't be stubborn."

Fang Shaoqing looked gloomy and uncertain, and gave an ambiguous answer: "you should think that emptiness has not come and you have not heard these words."

With that, Fang Shaoqing left the hotel in a daze.

Fang Jing stepped on the flying sword and disappeared directly in the depth of Wangwu mountain and returned to Tianzong.

And the old one is still there.

At this time, Jun dust has stood in front of the hotel, the look of desolation in his eyes.

Jun Chen said to Zhou Zhimei, "help me hold the baby. I'll go to the bathroom."

"Then hurry up." Zhou Zhimei said nervously. At the moment, she has recovered the appearance of that timid little Burmese girl, and has also put on a hat.

Because, her identity is sensitive, and she is holding a little girl. If she is seen by her classmates, she will not be able to explain clearly.

Zhou Zhichen gives Xiaojun back to the spot.

In the hotel.

After Fang Jing and Fang Shaoqing left, Wang Tianbao sat down and closed his eyes.

This time I came from the north, I spent too much spiritual power on the road. Even if I was a virtual elixir, I couldn't bear it. But it was worth it for the bronze gate.

In addition, the saint also appeared in Wangwu mountain, which is a golden opportunity.

He supported the royal lineage. Two years ago, the patriarch was imprisoned and his second younger brother replaced him. As a result, one of the patriarch's sons and one daughter were exiled. One went into Tianzong, the other went into seclusion, and no one could return home.

This time, the appearance of the saint brings a great turning point. If he can support Fang Shaoqing to the top, he can enjoy endless glory and wealth.

"Who?"

At this time, Wang Tianbao suddenly woke up with a strong sense of oppression.

In a closed room, when a person comes in, he has no difference, or he has been here for a long time.

Still did not react to come over, behind a sink, Wang Tianbao fell to the ground, Dantian was broken.

Wang Tianbao stares at a shadow in front of him, shivering: "you How dare you attack me! Who are you? "

Jun Chen said indifferently: "my name is Xiuluo!"