The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Yes, Young Master Yan."

The middle-aged man stood up and said solemnly.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

The Xiao Clan powerhouses who rushed over just now left in an instant.

"My dear cousin Xiao Ning, please continue your performance."

Xiao Yan looked at the clown-like Xiao Ning in front of him and said calmly.

"Hey, so what, cousin Xiao Yan, we are our own people, our own people. This is actually a misunderstanding, yes, a misunderstanding."

As Xiao Yan's gaze turned to him again, Xiao Ning instantly felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast, and said with difficulty in breathing.

"Xiao Ning, you should be glad that this was just a joke, otherwise it would definitely not be the first-level Daming King who appeared this time. The second-level Daming King can burn your body and soul completely, which is the ninth-level refining The pharmacist can't save you here."

Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Ning and said indifferently.

ps: very sleepy~

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"You should also be thankful that you were born in my Xiao Clan."

Xiao Yan looked at the timid Xiao Ning in front of him, a little disappointed.

"Let's go, Xun'er."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan pulled Xiao Xun'er and left without looking back.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Seeing the back of Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er leaving, Xiao Ning cried like a child, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

After crying for a long time, Xiao Ning finally sighed and got up, patted his buttocks and left angrily after seeing no one around.

Along the way, Xiao Ning was afraid that others would see his embarrassing appearance and returned home evasively. He walked into the yard and saw a beautiful woman in a white brocade robe practicing fighting skills in the yard with a long sword.

This beauty is quite tall, the most eye-catching thing is her pair of round and slender legs, she looks a bit taller than Xiao Ning, a boy.

As soon as Xiao Ning saw this beauty, his complexion changed drastically and he shrunk into a ball, planning to sneak into the room while she was practicing fighting skills, but Xiao Ning had just walked two steps on his waist, when there was a stern shout from behind.

"stop!"

Xiao Ning had no choice but to look unhappy and turned around to see the beautiful woman with her phoenix eyes slightly staring at her body full of evil spirits and said, "Sister."

"Tell yourself, who did you fight with today?"

Xiao Yu walked over with those round and slender long legs and shouted in a low voice.

"Sister, I didn't, I didn't fight outside."

Xiao Ning said that he still wanted to struggle.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Ning covered his chest with both hands, looked at Xiao Ning's embarrassed attire, smiled lowly and did not speak.

After a while.

"beated."

Xiao Ning whispered.

Well, the struggle failed.

"with who?"

Xiao Yu continued to ask.

"And, and..."

Xiao Ning had an ominous premonition that if he told the truth, he would die a miserable death.

"Say it!"

The irascible little beauty looked at Xiao Ning's hesitation and only knew that her stupid disciple must have caused trouble outside again.

If you die, you will die. Although it is said that you will die sooner or later, if you don't say that you will die immediately, you may live longer if you say it... um, three seconds? ? ?

"With Xiao Yan."

Xiao Ning closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Well, it feels so good to say it.

Xiao Ning couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"with who?!!"

The voice of the irritable little beauty raised several scales at once.

"I had a fight with Xiao Yan just now."

Xiao Ning, who was broken and broken, yelled loudly without fear of death.

"Hehe, okay, Xiao Ning, you can do it."