Reborn Martial Son-in-law

"Ganniang, don't worry. I naturally have my consideration."

"Well."

Fang Yang settled down with Ziyang Zhenren and his party and went to the yard alone and lit a cigarette for himself in silence.

Zhao Qingwu had planned to rest, looking at Fang Yang a person in the yard stupefied, but also hurriedly came over.

"What are you thinking here?"

"No Nothing. Why don't you go to bed? Isn't it time to go to Prince Xin today? Can't it be that I haven't come back for a long time, and the first wife can't bear to be lonely

Zhao Qingwu can't help but whiten Fang Yang. This guy is not serious all day long. I was just curious just now.

"Last time I came back, I ran away before sleeping at home, so it's my turn today."

Fang Yang gently smiles. In fact, this girl is pretty good. At the beginning, many actions were just forced by helplessness, and the heart was not so bad.

"Then you go back and lie down early and warm up the bed. I'll check it later."

"Go away! Sleep on the sofa by yourself tonight. Don't come into my room. "

Said, Zhao Qingwu then turned back to the room, no longer pay attention to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang raised his head and looked at the starry sky. There was no shadow of his parents in his memory.

Now suddenly there is such a cheap father, and now there is a godmother. It makes me feel more and more at home.

It's just that the old man is a little irresponsible, but he never knew that he could become the father of this king. That's the blessing of your previous generations.

Zhao Qingwu waited in the room for a long time, still did not see Fang Yang into his room, the heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of loss.

This guy really likes Prince Xin more. If I don't let you in, you won't come in? Why haven't you been so honest before?

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Qingwu still couldn't bear the anger in her heart and rushed out of the room, but she didn't want Fang Yang to go to Prince Xin. Instead, she fell asleep in the living room.

"This son of a bitch, you don't know how to cover something when you sleep in the living room. Why don't you freeze to death?"

The next morning, Fang Yang woke up, and he didn't know when he was covered with a blanket. Could it be that wife secretly covered it?

If you have time to cover me with a blanket, you might as well wake me up and go back to my room.

After that, Cuiyang's mother took her own breakfast to the cemetery.

At the beginning, after the failure of rescue in the hospital, Fang Yang did not slow down for several days, or Zhao Qingwu helped him deal with the aftermath.

But then I was born again to this boy. This favor must be returned to you by the king.

Under the guidance of Zhao Qingwu, a group of people found the cemetery of Cuiyun. Looking at the flowers and fruits in front of the tombstone, a group of people were stunned on the spot.

It seems that I haven't been here for a long time. Who sent these things?

Is it the old man?

Ziyang immortal can't help frowning, and directly reaches out to hold up the white lily on the ground, and then falls on the ground fiercely. It seems that there is still some anger in his eyes.

"These bastards, I didn't expect that your mother had been dead for years, and they still wouldn't let her go."

Fang Yang can't help being stunned. In his memory, his mother, Liu Cuiyun, is just an ordinary woman. What forces should not be provoked?

Who is that group of people in Ziyang real population?

"Godmother, what are you talking about?"

"Yang'er, after your father came, there should be a group of people. Fortunately, you were burned to ashes, otherwise your mother would not be at peace now. "

Fang Yang also couldn't help frowning. According to Ziyang immortal, did someone still want to do something about his mother's body?

What kind of animal can do such a wicked thing?

Blood group?

Shadow Council?

Fang Yang's mind suddenly gave birth to these two names, and at present only they have studied the body. If that's the case, they'll never die.

"Yang'er, do you know the Shadow Council?"

Fang Yang couldn't help being stunned. He was really such a group of bastards. Last time the old guy let them go in Luoshui mountain villa. I didn't expect that they would dare to attack their mother.

"Godmother, I've dealt with them before, and I almost died of myself several times, but it seems to have stopped recently."

The immortal Ziyang sighed and said helplessly: "outsiders only know that there is a big president of the Shadow Council, two vice presidents and twelve Dharma protectors. But who knows that there is a Presbyterian Council above them, and the strength of these people is almost equal to mine."

"At that time, the elder of Shadow Council was in the dust, and accidentally found that your mother's constitution was extremely ghostly. He robbed your mother and tried to make him into a ghost king. Fortunately, your father's action is timely, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. "Fang Yang clenched his fist tightly. It's incredible that there are still people in the world who want to refine a living life into evil things.

If it wasn't for the limitation of my cultivation after my rebirth, I really want to rush to kill these bastards now.

"Godmother, what about after that?"

"Since then, your mother's cultivation has been completely abandoned and reduced to ordinary people. And then it's like suddenly disappearing in the world. If it wasn't for you, maybe we didn't know where she was

Fang Yang finally understood that it was no wonder that people who had been watching the Shadow Council were not happy. He did not expect that there was such a deep hatred between us.

"Shadow Council, if you dare to attack my mother, you will wait for me."

"Yang'er, you should remember that when you meet the Shadow Council in the future, you can never be soft hearted, or I will not recognize you as a dry son."

"Ganniang, don't worry. I didn't like those bastards at all. From today on, I'll never die with them."

"Good!"

Ziyang immortal's eyes are finally showing gratifying eyes, the child will bear too much later, his most fear is that he can not bear such pressure.

"By the way, it seems that the strength of your subordinates is not cultivated. You should not have been stimulated by any drugs?"

Fang Yang couldn't help being stunned. He didn't expect that the immortal Ziyang had some skills. He could see the details of tianwu army at a glance.

"Godmother, how do you see that?"

"I grew up playing this game. Can you hide it from me with your little tricks? I'll write a prescription for you later. The effect is at least ten times that of your original medicine. It's not a problem to transform a Yuan Ying master randomly. "