Son-in-law, God-Emperor

"You...what's wrong with you? Are you okay?!" Xiao Fan looked at An Muyin in shock.

"No...it's okay." An Muyin shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What just... happened to you?!"

"It's nothing, I just thought of an old friend."

"Old friend?" Xiao Fan was stunned: "Are you talking about... Xiao Haotian?!"

Hearing this, An Muyin was shocked, but immediately returned to normal.

"No, stop thinking about it..."

After saying that, before Xiao Fan could speak, An Muyin turned around and left.

When Xiao Fan said Xiao Haotian's name just now, he blurted it out completely.

Xiao Fan felt very strange about Xiao Haotian. It was obviously a strange name, but it made him feel very familiar.

"It's really strange..."

Watching An Muyin leave, Xiao Fan curled his lips.

In the next few hundred years, Xiao Fan led Xiao Qing, Xiao Li, and Wang Teng to practice in the battlefield of gods.

Xiao Fan doesn't need to worry about matters in the God Realm. Ye Miaoyin is now sitting in the God Realm. Even the God Lord of the Tianyu Golden Immortal Realm can't do anything to her.

During this period of time, Xiao Li has made great progress, and his physical strength has been greatly improved.

Xiao Qing did not rush to make a breakthrough, but worked steadily. She had inherited the inheritance of the Yin-Yang God Emperor before, and now as long as she integrates all those inheritances, she will naturally become a powerful person in the future.

As for Wang Teng, he is the biggest headache for An Muyin and Xiao Fan.

Wang Teng's talent is only slightly better than that of ordinary monsters. According to the rules of the Gods' battlefield, he is not qualified to be here at all.

Now that Wang Teng has arrived at the battlefield of gods, he cannot adapt to the training here at all. It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Teng failed every time he trained, and even almost lost his life a few times.

If Wang Teng was not Xiao Fan's son-in-law, An Muyin would not care at all and let Wang Teng fend for himself.

"Father-in-law, Mr. An, you must help me... I don't want to be a waste!" Wang Teng pitifully knelt in front of Xiao Fan and An Muyin.

There was another trial just now, and there was no doubt that Wang Teng failed.

"Wang Teng, you...sigh..." Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly and looked at An Muyin beside him: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"What a good idea? Haha... With his talent, do you think it's possible?!" An Muyin sneered. The teachings of the past few hundred years have made her lose her patience.

This is definitely not An Muyin's fault. For hundreds of years, he has been teaching a fool. No matter what you do, the other person is unqualified and doesn't know how to... What should you do? !

What can you do? !

Are you tired? !

There is absolutely no way...

"This...sigh..." Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly and patted Wang Teng on the shoulder: "Son-in-law, you...just take care of the family with peace of mind from now on. Fighting The thing is not suitable for you.”

"No...Father-in-law, no way!" Wang Teng shook his head repeatedly: "I want to protect Qing'er! I must become stronger! Father-in-law, I still have Chaos Sword Intent! I can become a sword cultivator!! "

"Become a sword cultivator?" Xiao Fan looked at An Muyin: "Does he have the talent in this area?!"

"Haha...a little bit, but not much." An Muyin sneered.

"Not much! It's okay not much! Just have it! I want to become a swordsman! Father-in-law, Master An, you have to help me!"

Before Xiao Fan could speak, Wang Teng said first: "For Qing'er, I would rather be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and I can bear it!!"

Xiao Fan: "..."

An Muyin: "..."

In the end, Xiao Fan and An Muyin were moved by Wang Teng's spirit and decided to continue helping him.

Wang Teng's talent is average, but he has some talent for swordsmanship. After all, Wang Teng used swords when he was in the Hongtian Star Territory. The Wang family also has many powerful swordsmanship passed down from ancestors, but now, the swordsmanship of the Wang family is not good at all.

Afterwards, An Muyin found a kendo sect from the ancient times and sent Wang Teng there.

Wang Teng needs to train in the swordsmanship sect and become a disciple of the inheritance step by step. This can be regarded as completing the trial...

"Do you think... can he succeed?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Ha...don't you know what kind of person your son-in-law is?" An Muyin raised an eyebrow and sneered angrily.

"Oh... okay." Xiao Fan sighed.

He was really helpless about Wang Teng's talent. Wang Teng still said every day that he had the appearance of a great emperor and must become the Yin-Yang Emperor in the future!

Xiao Fan didn't even know where the other party got such a loud tone.

In a flash, another hundred years have passed...

Wang Teng failed again, and in the end he did not become a heritage disciple, but only became a sequence disciple.

But even becoming a sequence disciple made Wang Teng satisfied.

"Father-in-law, I have made progress..."

Xiao Fan: "..."