The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

"Wow!"

The people in the whole palace boiled up.

Countless eyes were all focused on the dragon ball, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief.

"Blue... blue?"

"My God... the best qualifications! The best qualifications!"

"As expected of Miss An Mingyue! With her aptitude, once she enters the Dragon Palace, she will start at least on the fourth floor!"

"horrible!"

There were constant exclamations all around.

"Congratulations, Missy, Missy is unparalleled in talent, and it's just around the corner to break through the Dragon Palace!"

A martial artist hurried forward, clenched his fists and called out to An Mingyue.

"Miss is so powerful, she will definitely inherit the mantle of Lord Martial God and reshape the glory of Lord Martial God!"

"Congratulations miss!"

"Congratulations miss!"

More and more people squeezed out of the crowd to congratulate the dark moon.

The people watching all around also bowed and bowed one after another, sending blessings.

An Mingyue looked at the Dragon Ball quietly, with a look of pride in her eyes.

Obviously, she's happy with it.

"It's just blue, it's nothing special, right?"

At this moment, a light laugh burst out.

An Mingyue's delicate face froze.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Who is so bold? How dare you refute the face of the heir of the Valkyrie in public?

Are you tired of living?

Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

I saw a pale man with braids walking over. ap.

Behind the man were six servants with terrifying auras, holding folding fans, staring at An Mingyue with a smile, their aura and style were not inferior to the other party's in the slightest.

When the people around saw the man, they suddenly realized.

"So it's from the Shadow family? No wonder you dare not give Miss An Mingyue face!"

The person standing in front of Lin Yang said to his companion with a dazed expression.

"Filmist?"

Lin Yang frowned slightly, then patted the martial artist in front of him, and said, "Brother, what is the origin of this photographer?"

"You don't even know the photographer? Are you not from Dragon Heart City?"

The person in front turned his head and asked Lin Yang impatiently.

"The younger brother is indeed from another place, and he is not familiar with the place where he lives, so I hope my brother can give me some pointers."

Lin Yang smiled, took out a few pills from his pocket, and stuffed them into the opponent's hand.

The other party was startled, and after seeing the pill clearly, he immediately smiled.

"Oh, so it's a brother from another place! It's not worth giving advice. If you want to know something, it's okay to ask."

The face of the other party changed suddenly, and he said kindly and enthusiastically.

"What is the background of this shadow family? Why dare you not give An Mingyue face? Could it be that there are warriors in their family?"

"The family of the shadow family does have a warrior, but that is history."

"history?"

"That's right, six hundred years ago, Yingjia produced a Martial God, but he was defeated and killed in the battle with other Martial Gods. And three hundred years ago, Yingjia produced another Martial God, but because of a practice error, he fell into a madness... ..Because the film family has produced two Martial Gods, it is called the Martial God Family in Longxin City, and its status in Longxin City is not ordinary!"

"Yeah?"

Lin Yang had an unbelievable expression on his face.

There is such a family? And he hasn't been wiped out yet... This filmmaker is really amazing!

"It is said that the Ying family is about to produce a martial god again. As a veteran family of the martial arts family, the Ying family has a very strong background, even the dark sky warrior is not afraid, so the Ying family doesn't care about Miss An Mingyue at all."

The man said again.

Lin Yang was stunned, thinking silently, and thought of something, couldn't help but said: "The film family is very powerful, but why...isn't right with An Mingyue?"

"the reason is simple!"

The man blurted out subconsciously, and was about to tell the reason, but the companion next to him suddenly whispered.

"Hadron!"

The man was startled, and glanced at his companion, only to see him secretly winking with a solemn expression.

The man named Qiangzi immediately remained silent.

Lin Yang frowned slightly, and stuffed a few pills into his palm, and asked deeply:

"Brother, what is the reason?"

"My friend, do you really want to know?"

The companion suddenly approached and asked with a serious face.

"certainly."

"Okay, you just need to add five pills, I'll tell you."

Hearing this, Lin Yang took the pill and handed it over without hesitation.

The man took the elixir, looked at its color, and then lowered his voice and said: "This matter is related to the face of Yingjia and Antian Martial God. Normally, no one can discuss it, but friend, if you really want to know, I will tell you." You, because of your physique!"

"constitution?"

Lin Yang was stunned.