Dragon-Marked War God

"In the end, both are for me, but I am a man, I just like a person, hahaha. You don't have to worry about me. Good people don't live for a thousand years, I am the scourge of the gods." I still like to be unrestrained, and I am so depressed."

Jiang Chen shrugged and refused the good intentions of the two people. The two people in the tomb of the gods seemed to be good, but the hearts of the people were sinister. Who knows if they really want to be good for themselves? Even if they want to help themselves, but once they enter their family, if their family members have mourned, how can these young family children change the family's will?

Jiang Chen is not a three-year-old child, and he must be responsible for himself. He is responsible to the master. The masters of the gods gave him all the inheritance. How could he put himself in danger? This point of awareness of Jiang Chen is still there.

People have been speculating that Jiang Chen has always pursued this principle for so many years.

"If this is the case, then forget it, but you must be careful. Among the gods, the Kyushu and Eighteen Counties are vast and incomparably large. No one can know where they will be transmitted. If you don’t know what year and month, you will have a chance to see you again."

Mo Ling Dong Chen sighed and said, quite a bit of true feelings.

"Jiang Chen Boss, if it is not your life-saving grace, we may have completely annihilated it in this tomb of the gods. The great grace is unforgettable, and this life does not dare to violate."

Amo Kehan ​​looked at Jiang Chen with a dignified look and took a deep look.

"Jiang Chen boss, one day, I will exceed you, I hope that day, we can meet again."

Ye Shengyun Wang looked at Jiang Chen deeply. The persistence and enthusiasm in his eyes made Jiang Chen feel the madness in his heart. This is definitely a Wushu who is more persistent than himself. Such a person will never be bad.

"I am looking forward to that day. Hahaha."

Jiang Chen said with a big laugh.

"Jiang Chen Gongzi, I really want to be with you."

Jiang Xinxin clenched his red lips and glazed his face. He revealed the sadness that was difficult to hide. How could Jiang Xin’s mind not understand Jiang Xinxin’s thoughts? But he owes a woman a lot, too much. Smoke and rain, dancing bamboo, Yan Jiangcheng, his heart, can not accommodate another woman.

Jiang Xinxin is so deep, he really can't refuse, but he can't accept it.

"You are a good girl, I believe you can find a better home."

Jiang Chen took Jiang Xinxin into his arms and gently patted her shoulder.

"I never dare to ask for anything, even if I can only pour water for you at the side of Jiang Chengong, I will be willing, as long as I can stay with you."

Jiang Xinxin whispered.

"Xin Xin, people in this life, there are many things to pursue, step into the realm of the gods, you will find that I am nothing. I am not a big hero you want to marry from childhood, neither a prince nor a master. Why do you want me? Is this not worth it? It is really not worth it."

Jiang Chen sighed.

"Well, Jiang Chengongzi, Xinxin will never fall in love with the second man in this life, unless the mountains are not edged, the heavens and the earth are combined, and they dare to be with the monarch."

Jiang Xinxin smiled awkwardly, but his eyes were deep and his heart was cracked, but Jiang Chen could not bear to look straight.

"The sky of the gods is bigger, you will definitely change. I believe that there is always someone sharing your world."

After Jiang Chen finished, Jiang Xinxin silently decapitated and turned away.

There is still the rest of Jiang Xinxin's body. Jiang Chen is a bitter smile. He really can't do anything. If you love her, you must give her the best, but what can you give her?

"The most memorable but ancient poems, the most disdainful is Acacia, the most difficult to suffer the beauty of grace."

Mo Ling Dong Chen looked at Jiang Chen’s silent back and murmured.

"Little dust, women can't rely on me, and me."

The tyrant's monk glared at Jiang Chen's shoulder and said emotionally.

"Hold the grass, Lao Tzu is not interested in men, you stink and monk hahaha."

Jiang Chen smiled.

The tyrant's monk's eyes are raging.

"I see you poor, you are too unconscion, little dust."

At this moment, a dazzling light in the sky shines. Three figures, stepping through the void, the momentum is extremely strong, crushing the void.

"A good and powerful atmosphere."

"Yeah, I feel that I have to suffocate. The strength of this person is afraid that it has reached the point where it is so horrible."

"We still talk less, so as not to anger the gods, it is estimated that we can not afford it."

Many people whispered and even dared not look up to see the three figures above the void.

"Dong Chen, we are going home."

The middle-aged man in the middle said faintly.

Jiang Chen looks to the middle-aged man, even if it is a look, it seems to be able to erase a strong god-level powerhouse.

"You are not afraid of me?"

The middle-aged man stared coldly at Jiang Chen.

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

Jiang Chen said.

"You are not afraid that I will kill you?"

"I have no enmity with you, just because I saw you, you will kill me?"

Jiang Chen said faintly, and even some sneered.

"The Mohist family is dignified and inviolable! Offenders, killing innocents!"

Between the middle-aged men raising their hands, a horrible hurricane whistling, pointing to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was on the verge of enemies, his face changed, and he killed the dragon seal, and broke the hurricane, but he was also shaken back, pale, and spit blood.

"Seven uncle, don't!"

Mo Ling Dong Chen said quietly.

"A cockroach ant died when he died. Why are you afraid?"

The middle-aged man’s voice was extremely cold and cold, and it was as if Jiang Chen’s life and death had been controlled by him.

Jiang Chen’s eyes are very small, this man gives him an unrivalled feeling, very strong and strong! But it also gave him a feeling of disgust and disgust, the feeling of being tall and high, which made Jiang Chen very annoying.

"He saved me in the tomb of the god."

Mo Ling Dong Chen said quietly.

"We can't always envy the enemy."

"If this is the case, let him live a life path and let him go to fend for himself. Those who can enter the realm of the world, no one in the world, can grow up, but it is a rare existence, even a guy like you, even me. If you don’t shoot, you can’t live too long.”

Ink and cold said indifferent.

"One day, I will be above your head!"

Jiang Chen's eyes are burning, and the world is proud of the world.

"you wanna die!"

Mo Tianhan still wanted to shoot, but was stopped by Mo Lingdong Chen.

"Seven uncle, don't forget that you just promised me."

"If it weren't for you, he has already died 10,000 times."

Ink cold smiles.

"Seven Uncle is already a half-step **** king. He can kill you with one thought. You should not talk back to him."

Mo Ling Dong Chen is also very embarrassed, Jiang Chen's temperament is he knows, this guy has always been like this, hard and hard to eat.