Chapter 610
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Feng Xiu, the first ancient warrior, no one knows his real age now.
Because the ancient warriors of his generation have already turned into loess.
The ancestors of the Xie family are also dozens of years younger than fengxiu.
How old is Ying Zijin this year?
Fengxiu has no descendants, and there is no Fengjia in ancient martial arts.
These two people, eight pole also cannot hit.
"What's more, it's all you. Why did you just bump into the judicial hall when you went to bind people?" The master of the Xie family also reprimanded, "now the justice hall won't let the ancient martial master of the Xie family go out."
Xie closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"Come on, you father and son, talk less." Mrs. Xie took the medicine and said, "don't let people from other factions see jokes any more."
The master of Xie's family hissed in pain: "what about recitation? Out to play? "
"At home." Mrs. Xie said, "yesterday she just did the cultivation test. Guwu's cultivation has been seventy-six years."
The master of Xie family was overjoyed: "half step, master guwu?"
When the cultivation of ancient martial arts has reached the level of more than 75 years, it is a half step master of ancient martial arts.
Xie Nian is only twenty-four this year!
It's worthy of being the first genius in ancient martial arts.
"Yes." Mrs. Xie also laughed, "Niannian is really successful. The stepdaughter of the Lin family, Gu Wu Xiuwei, has only been around for more than 60 years. It's too far away."
Master Xie was overjoyed: "good, great. When my wound is healed, I must hold a banquet for Niannian and invite everyone from the ancient martial arts world to come."
Lin Qingjia and Ying Zijin can only match Xie Nian.
**
Imperial capital.
Jijia villa.
Ying Zijin came out after taking a bath and was still wearing a nightgown, dripping from the top of her hair.
Fu Yunshen picked up the towel and began to brush her hair. He gave her a lazy smile: "girlfriend, is this tantalizing me?"
Ying Zijin looked at him: "I haven't started yet."
"Then don't move." Fu Yun deep pause, "I have never been strong in your restraint, a moment on the beast."
After he wiped her hair, they sat on the sofa watching TV.
At this time, the mobile phone rings. It's a wechat video call.
Fu Yun took a deep look: "your son."
"You take it." Ying Zijin stands up, "I go to change clothes."
Fu Yun nodded deeply and pressed the answer button.
His handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen and startled Jiang ran on the other end of the phone: "Fu, Fu Qishao?"
"Well, it's me. Your father will come later."
Jiang ran was shocked.
What's the troughs?
What time is it now?
His father and Fu Yunshen are living together?
And he, or a humble single dog.
The gap between people.
Ying Zijin had changed clothes and took the phone: "what's the matter?"
"Oh, yes, father Ying, look at me." Jiang ran took the test tool and showed it to her. "It's 35 years since Gu Wu's cultivation. He just broke through it not long ago."
Ying Zijin's eyebrows were not perfunctory this time:
"it's good, it's very powerful, it's really fast progress"
"Alas, it's far from you. Father Ying, what's it like to be a genius and be famous in ancient martial arts?"
"Boring."
“……”
Ying Zijin's name really spread all over the ancient martial arts world.
Many ancient martial arts people don't know what she looks like, but they have heard her name.
Jiang ran pinched: "Ying dad, I have a challenge arena promotion competition this weekend. Can you come and have a look?"
The guards of the justice hall were also graded.
The first level is the highest and the fifth level is the lowest.
Jiang Ran is now a level five guard.
To advance, you need to take part in the challenge arena.
The average age of the four guards is over 60 years old. If Jiang ran can be promoted successfully, he will break the record of the judicial hall.
"All right." Ying Zijin answers, "I'll go and have a look."
"That's good, that's good." Jiang ran rubbed his hands, "Ying dad, you bet me to win. I'm sure I can make a lot of money for you."
Fu Yun deeply deviated and laughed: "Yao Yao, your son knows your mind."
The child is so filial.
"Qishao, you can come too." Jiang ran coughed twice and lowered his voice. "I tell you that many people in the ancient martial arts world want to marry my father. There are several in our family. You have to swear your sovereignty."
Fu Yun deeply lifted his eyelids: "wait, what should you call me?"
"I..." Jiang ran opened his mouth and whispered, "I can't call you mother, me."
Fu Yun deep peach blossom eye raises, light sweep.
It's very oppressive.
On this line of sight, Jiang ran didn't think about it, blurted out: "father Fu."
"Good son."Jiang ran
Shit, it's over.
If his father knew he had another father, he would have killed him.
Jiang ran seems to have seen Ling Chonglou's kind smile.
"For the sake of your obedience, I'll go to see you with your father Ying." Fu Yun deeply leans on the sofa, "good performance, promotion has reward, very rich."
Jiang ran was stunned: "why don't I know there are rewards for promotion? The judiciary didn't say that. "
Fu Yun deep expression is loose: "I give you reward."
Jiang ran
He thought the judiciary would reward him.
But Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin are very happy to see him play in the challenge arena.
Jiang ran hung up and went to practice martial arts.
**
two days later.
Justice hall.
The territory of the convoy.
Jiang Ran is practicing very seriously, and he receives Ling mianxi's wechat on the way.
[terrible cousin]: Hi, little burning burning, I'll pick you up in the evening. What would you like to eat?
Jiang Ran is very strange. He is thinking about how Ling mianxi suddenly shows mercy.
The mobile phone was suddenly held down by a hand, a scornful smile fell: "Yo, boy, and the mobile phone, play for me."
Jiang ran clenched his mobile phone and looked at Gu Wu warily: "what do you want to do?"
He knew Joaquin.
In the challenge arena at the weekend, jottin, who was fighting with him, was jottin's nephew.
Qiao Dong is a second-class guard in the judicial hall. He is 80 years old. Among the ancient martial arts, he is in his prime. He has been cultivating for 60 years.
The Qiao family is also a medium-sized family in the ancient martial arts, and its comprehensive strength is no weaker than that of the Ling family.
"What do I want to do?" Qiao Dong smiles. "I want you to be unable to participate in the challenge arena. I'll give you a choice. Do you quit by yourself or do I get you out?"
Jiang ran looked cold: "you are dreaming."
"Boy Jiang, don't think that if you get into the guard, you can rest easy." Qiao Dong looks cold, "you are just a new man here, do you understand the respect and inferiority?"
With that, he clapped his hands and laughed: "you've been practicing martial arts for 35 years since you were less than 20 years old. How awesome."
Generally speaking, Gu Wu who can be regarded as a "genius" has a criterion.
That is, the difference between his age and guwu Xiuwei is less than five years.
After all, most of the ancient martial artists only successfully condensed their inner strength when they were teenagers.
If beyond, nature is an absolute genius.
But Jiang ran, it's almost doubled.
Genius of genius.
But the most important thing is that his mother is not an ancient warrior. How could she have such a good talent?
Originally, the middle-sized and above families in the ancient martial arts didn't pay attention to Jiang, nor did they list him on the list of talents.
Because they all know that he has internal violence, how long he can live is still a question.
Who knows that the river burning change is normal, the ancient martial arts cultivation is also rapidly increasing?
"So what?" Qiao Dong lifted Jiang ran up, "don't you have to beg for mercy in my hand? You have the ability to beat me? By the way, you can ask me, please. "
Jiang ran gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
Seeing that he would not beg for mercy, Qiao Dong's eyes darkened.
He grabbed Jiang Ran's hair, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall.
Bang, Jiang Ran's head hit the wall.
The strength was so great that cracks appeared on the walls.
Jordan didn't keep his hand. He hit him one after another.
The blood ran down the head of the river burning, shocking.
Soon he was in a coma.
But from beginning to end, he didn't shout a word.
See this scene, next to another guard stopped a hand: "East brother, don't kill him, if you kill him, you will be punished."
There is no relationship between the guards, but the dead can't.
Jiang Ran is a four level guard, and he is not as important as Qiao Dong in the judicial hall.
Not to mention, Qiao Dong also knew the left Dharma protector.
"I can't die. It's no fun to leave." Qiao Dong disdained, "it's really no fight. Bah, I'm still a grandson in front of Lao Tzu after thirty-five years of cultivation."
It's time to see how he wants to go back to the challenge arena last weekend.
**
in the evening.
Ling family.
Ying Zijin promised Jiang ran to watch him play in the challenge arena, and went one day ahead of time.
Unlike before, the atmosphere of the Ling family is dignified.
Ling housekeeper ran out, his eyes were still red, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Miss Ying, you're here, how don't say in advance, we're not prepared."
Ying Zijin's eyes are as cool as water: "what's the matter?"
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Feng Xiu, the first ancient warrior, no one knows his real age now.
Because the ancient warriors of his generation have already turned into loess.
The ancestors of the Xie family are also dozens of years younger than fengxiu.
How old is Ying Zijin this year?
Fengxiu has no descendants, and there is no Fengjia in ancient martial arts.
These two people, eight pole also cannot hit.
"What's more, it's all you. Why did you just bump into the judicial hall when you went to bind people?" The master of the Xie family also reprimanded, "now the justice hall won't let the ancient martial master of the Xie family go out."
Xie closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"Come on, you father and son, talk less." Mrs. Xie took the medicine and said, "don't let people from other factions see jokes any more."
The master of Xie's family hissed in pain: "what about recitation? Out to play? "
"At home." Mrs. Xie said, "yesterday she just did the cultivation test. Guwu's cultivation has been seventy-six years."
The master of Xie family was overjoyed: "half step, master guwu?"
When the cultivation of ancient martial arts has reached the level of more than 75 years, it is a half step master of ancient martial arts.
Xie Nian is only twenty-four this year!
It's worthy of being the first genius in ancient martial arts.
"Yes." Mrs. Xie also laughed, "Niannian is really successful. The stepdaughter of the Lin family, Gu Wu Xiuwei, has only been around for more than 60 years. It's too far away."
Master Xie was overjoyed: "good, great. When my wound is healed, I must hold a banquet for Niannian and invite everyone from the ancient martial arts world to come."
Lin Qingjia and Ying Zijin can only match Xie Nian.
**
Imperial capital.
Jijia villa.
Ying Zijin came out after taking a bath and was still wearing a nightgown, dripping from the top of her hair.
Fu Yunshen picked up the towel and began to brush her hair. He gave her a lazy smile: "girlfriend, is this tantalizing me?"
Ying Zijin looked at him: "I haven't started yet."
"Then don't move." Fu Yun deep pause, "I have never been strong in your restraint, a moment on the beast."
After he wiped her hair, they sat on the sofa watching TV.
At this time, the mobile phone rings. It's a wechat video call.
Fu Yun took a deep look: "your son."
"You take it." Ying Zijin stands up, "I go to change clothes."
Fu Yun nodded deeply and pressed the answer button.
His handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen and startled Jiang ran on the other end of the phone: "Fu, Fu Qishao?"
"Well, it's me. Your father will come later."
Jiang ran was shocked.
What's the troughs?
What time is it now?
His father and Fu Yunshen are living together?
And he, or a humble single dog.
The gap between people.
Ying Zijin had changed clothes and took the phone: "what's the matter?"
"Oh, yes, father Ying, look at me." Jiang ran took the test tool and showed it to her. "It's 35 years since Gu Wu's cultivation. He just broke through it not long ago."
Ying Zijin's eyebrows were not perfunctory this time:
"it's good, it's very powerful, it's really fast progress"
"Alas, it's far from you. Father Ying, what's it like to be a genius and be famous in ancient martial arts?"
"Boring."
“……”
Ying Zijin's name really spread all over the ancient martial arts world.
Many ancient martial arts people don't know what she looks like, but they have heard her name.
Jiang ran pinched: "Ying dad, I have a challenge arena promotion competition this weekend. Can you come and have a look?"
The guards of the justice hall were also graded.
The first level is the highest and the fifth level is the lowest.
Jiang Ran is now a level five guard.
To advance, you need to take part in the challenge arena.
The average age of the four guards is over 60 years old. If Jiang ran can be promoted successfully, he will break the record of the judicial hall.
"All right." Ying Zijin answers, "I'll go and have a look."
"That's good, that's good." Jiang ran rubbed his hands, "Ying dad, you bet me to win. I'm sure I can make a lot of money for you."
Fu Yun deeply deviated and laughed: "Yao Yao, your son knows your mind."
The child is so filial.
"Qishao, you can come too." Jiang ran coughed twice and lowered his voice. "I tell you that many people in the ancient martial arts world want to marry my father. There are several in our family. You have to swear your sovereignty."
Fu Yun deeply lifted his eyelids: "wait, what should you call me?"
"I..." Jiang ran opened his mouth and whispered, "I can't call you mother, me."
Fu Yun deep peach blossom eye raises, light sweep.
It's very oppressive.
On this line of sight, Jiang ran didn't think about it, blurted out: "father Fu."
"Good son."Jiang ran
Shit, it's over.
If his father knew he had another father, he would have killed him.
Jiang ran seems to have seen Ling Chonglou's kind smile.
"For the sake of your obedience, I'll go to see you with your father Ying." Fu Yun deeply leans on the sofa, "good performance, promotion has reward, very rich."
Jiang ran was stunned: "why don't I know there are rewards for promotion? The judiciary didn't say that. "
Fu Yun deep expression is loose: "I give you reward."
Jiang ran
He thought the judiciary would reward him.
But Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin are very happy to see him play in the challenge arena.
Jiang ran hung up and went to practice martial arts.
**
two days later.
Justice hall.
The territory of the convoy.
Jiang Ran is practicing very seriously, and he receives Ling mianxi's wechat on the way.
[terrible cousin]: Hi, little burning burning, I'll pick you up in the evening. What would you like to eat?
Jiang Ran is very strange. He is thinking about how Ling mianxi suddenly shows mercy.
The mobile phone was suddenly held down by a hand, a scornful smile fell: "Yo, boy, and the mobile phone, play for me."
Jiang ran clenched his mobile phone and looked at Gu Wu warily: "what do you want to do?"
He knew Joaquin.
In the challenge arena at the weekend, jottin, who was fighting with him, was jottin's nephew.
Qiao Dong is a second-class guard in the judicial hall. He is 80 years old. Among the ancient martial arts, he is in his prime. He has been cultivating for 60 years.
The Qiao family is also a medium-sized family in the ancient martial arts, and its comprehensive strength is no weaker than that of the Ling family.
"What do I want to do?" Qiao Dong smiles. "I want you to be unable to participate in the challenge arena. I'll give you a choice. Do you quit by yourself or do I get you out?"
Jiang ran looked cold: "you are dreaming."
"Boy Jiang, don't think that if you get into the guard, you can rest easy." Qiao Dong looks cold, "you are just a new man here, do you understand the respect and inferiority?"
With that, he clapped his hands and laughed: "you've been practicing martial arts for 35 years since you were less than 20 years old. How awesome."
Generally speaking, Gu Wu who can be regarded as a "genius" has a criterion.
That is, the difference between his age and guwu Xiuwei is less than five years.
After all, most of the ancient martial artists only successfully condensed their inner strength when they were teenagers.
If beyond, nature is an absolute genius.
But Jiang ran, it's almost doubled.
Genius of genius.
But the most important thing is that his mother is not an ancient warrior. How could she have such a good talent?
Originally, the middle-sized and above families in the ancient martial arts didn't pay attention to Jiang, nor did they list him on the list of talents.
Because they all know that he has internal violence, how long he can live is still a question.
Who knows that the river burning change is normal, the ancient martial arts cultivation is also rapidly increasing?
"So what?" Qiao Dong lifted Jiang ran up, "don't you have to beg for mercy in my hand? You have the ability to beat me? By the way, you can ask me, please. "
Jiang ran gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
Seeing that he would not beg for mercy, Qiao Dong's eyes darkened.
He grabbed Jiang Ran's hair, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall.
Bang, Jiang Ran's head hit the wall.
The strength was so great that cracks appeared on the walls.
Jordan didn't keep his hand. He hit him one after another.
The blood ran down the head of the river burning, shocking.
Soon he was in a coma.
But from beginning to end, he didn't shout a word.
See this scene, next to another guard stopped a hand: "East brother, don't kill him, if you kill him, you will be punished."
There is no relationship between the guards, but the dead can't.
Jiang Ran is a four level guard, and he is not as important as Qiao Dong in the judicial hall.
Not to mention, Qiao Dong also knew the left Dharma protector.
"I can't die. It's no fun to leave." Qiao Dong disdained, "it's really no fight. Bah, I'm still a grandson in front of Lao Tzu after thirty-five years of cultivation."
It's time to see how he wants to go back to the challenge arena last weekend.
**
in the evening.
Ling family.
Ying Zijin promised Jiang ran to watch him play in the challenge arena, and went one day ahead of time.
Unlike before, the atmosphere of the Ling family is dignified.
Ling housekeeper ran out, his eyes were still red, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Miss Ying, you're here, how don't say in advance, we're not prepared."
Ying Zijin's eyes are as cool as water: "what's the matter?"
Feng Xiu, the first ancient warrior, no one knows his real age now. Because the ancient warriors of his generation have already turned into loess. The ancestors of the Xie family are also dozens of years younger than fengxiu. How old is Ying Zijin this year? Fengxiu has no descendants, and there is no Fengjia in ancient martial arts. These two people, eight pole also cannot hit. "What's more, it's all you. Why did you just bump into the judicial hall when you went to bind people?" The master of the Xie family also reprimanded, "now the justice hall won't let the ancient martial master of the Xie family go out." Xie closed his mouth and stopped talking. "Come on, you father and son, talk less." Mrs. Xie took the medicine and said, "don't let people from other factions see jokes any more." The master of Xie's family hissed in pain: "what about recitation? Out to play? " "At home." Mrs. Xie said, "yesterday she just did the cultivation test. Guwu's cultivation has been seventy-six years." The master of Xie family was overjoyed: "half step, master guwu?" When the cultivation of ancient martial arts has reached the level of more than 75 years, it is a half step master of ancient martial arts. Xie Nian is only twenty-four this year! It's worthy of being the first genius in ancient martial arts. "Yes." Mrs. Xie also laughed, "Niannian is really successful. The stepdaughter of the Lin family, Gu Wu Xiuwei, has only been around for more than 60 years. It's too far away." Master Xie was overjoyed: "good, great. When my wound is healed, I must hold a banquet for Niannian and invite everyone from the ancient martial arts world to come." Lin Qingjia and Ying Zijin can only match Xie Nian. **Imperial capital. Jijia villa. Ying Zijin came out after taking a bath and was still wearing a nightgown, dripping from the top of her hair. Fu Yunshen picked up the towel and began to brush her hair. He gave her a lazy smile: "girlfriend, is this tantalizing me?" Ying Zijin looked at him: "I haven't started yet." "Then don't move." Fu Yun deep pause, "I have never been strong in your restraint, a moment on the beast." After he wiped her hair, they sat on the sofa watching TV. At this time, the mobile phone rings. It's a wechat video call. Fu Yun took a deep look: "your son." "You take it." Ying Zijin stands up, "I go to change clothes." Fu Yun nodded deeply and pressed the answer button. His handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen and startled Jiang ran on the other end of the phone: "Fu, Fu Qishao?" "Well, it's me. Your father will come later." Jiang ran was shocked. What's the troughs? What time is it now? His father and Fu Yunshen are living together? And he, or a humble single dog. The gap between people. Ying Zijin had changed clothes and took the phone: "what's the matter?" "Oh, yes, father Ying, look at me." Jiang ran took the test tool and showed it to her. "It's 35 years since Gu Wu's cultivation. He just broke through it not long ago." Ying Zijin's eyebrows were not perfunctory this time: "it's good, it's very powerful, it's really fast progress" "Alas, it's far from you. Father Ying, what's it like to be a genius and be famous in ancient martial arts?" "Boring." Ying Zijin's name really spread all over the ancient martial arts world. Many ancient martial arts people don't know what she looks like, but they have heard her name. Jiang ran pinched: "Ying dad, I have a challenge arena promotion competition this weekend. Can you come and have a look?" The guards of the justice hall were also graded. The first level is the highest and the fifth level is the lowest. Jiang Ran is now a level five guard. To advance, you need to take part in the challenge arena. The average age of the four guards is over 60 years old. If Jiang ran can be promoted successfully, he will break the record of the judicial hall. "All right." Ying Zijin answers, "I'll go and have a look." "That's good, that's good." Jiang ran rubbed his hands, "Ying dad, you bet me to win. I'm sure I can make a lot of money for you." Fu Yun deeply deviated and laughed: "Yao Yao, your son knows your mind." The child is so filial. "Qishao, you can come too." Jiang ran coughed twice and lowered his voice. "I tell you that many people in the ancient martial arts world want to marry my father. There are several in our family. You have to swear your sovereignty." Fu Yun deeply lifted his eyelids: "wait, what should you call me?" "I..." Jiang ran opened his mouth and whispered, "I can't call you mother, me." Fu Yun deep peach blossom eye raises, light sweep. It's very oppressive. On this line of sight, Jiang ran didn't think about it, blurted out: "father Fu." "Good son."Jiang ran Shit, it's over. If his father knew he had another father, he would have killed him. Jiang ran seems to have seen Ling Chonglou's kind smile. "For the sake of your obedience, I'll go to see you with your father Ying." Fu Yun deeply leans on the sofa, "good performance, promotion has reward, very rich." Jiang ran was stunned: "why don't I know there are rewards for promotion? The judiciary didn't say that. " Fu Yun deep expression is loose: "I give you reward." Jiang ran He thought the judiciary would reward him. But Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin are very happy to see him play in the challenge arena. Jiang ran hung up and went to practice martial arts. **two days later. Justice hall. The territory of the convoy. Jiang Ran is practicing very seriously, and he receives Ling mianxi's wechat on the way. terrible cousin: Hi, little burning burning, I'll pick you up in the evening. What would you like to eat? Jiang Ran is very strange. He is thinking about how Ling mianxi suddenly shows mercy. The mobile phone was suddenly held down by a hand, a scornful smile fell: "Yo, boy, and the mobile phone, play for me." Jiang ran clenched his mobile phone and looked at Gu Wu warily: "what do you want to do?" He knew Joaquin. In the challenge arena at the weekend, jottin, who was fighting with him, was jottin's nephew. Qiao Dong is a second-class guard in the judicial hall. He is 80 years old. Among the ancient martial arts, he is in his prime. He has been cultivating for 60 years. The Qiao family is also a medium-sized family in the ancient martial arts, and its comprehensive strength is no weaker than that of the Ling family. "What do I want to do?" Qiao Dong smiles. "I want you to be unable to participate in the challenge arena. I'll give you a choice. Do you quit by yourself or do I get you out?" Jiang ran looked cold: "you are dreaming." "Boy Jiang, don't think that if you get into the guard, you can rest easy." Qiao Dong looks cold, "you are just a new man here, do you understand the respect and inferiority?" With that, he clapped his hands and laughed: "you've been practicing martial arts for 35 years since you were less than 20 years old. How awesome." Generally speaking, Gu Wu who can be regarded as a "genius" has a criterion. That is, the difference between his age and guwu Xiuwei is less than five years. After all, most of the ancient martial artists only successfully condensed their inner strength when they were teenagers. If beyond, nature is an absolute genius. But Jiang ran, it's almost doubled. Genius of genius. But the most important thing is that his mother is not an ancient warrior. How could she have such a good talent? Originally, the middle-sized and above families in the ancient martial arts didn't pay attention to Jiang, nor did they list him on the list of talents. Because they all know that he has internal violence, how long he can live is still a question. Who knows that the river burning change is normal, the ancient martial arts cultivation is also rapidly increasing? "So what?" Qiao Dong lifted Jiang ran up, "don't you have to beg for mercy in my hand? You have the ability to beat me? By the way, you can ask me, please. " Jiang ran gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. Seeing that he would not beg for mercy, Qiao Dong's eyes darkened. He grabbed Jiang Ran's hair, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall. Bang, Jiang Ran's head hit the wall. The strength was so great that cracks appeared on the walls. Jordan didn't keep his hand. He hit him one after another. The blood ran down the head of the river burning, shocking. Soon he was in a coma. But from beginning to end, he didn't shout a word. See this scene, next to another guard stopped a hand: "East brother, don't kill him, if you kill him, you will be punished." There is no relationship between the guards, but the dead can't. Jiang Ran is a four level guard, and he is not as important as Qiao Dong in the judicial hall. Not to mention, Qiao Dong also knew the left Dharma protector. "I can't die. It's no fun to leave." Qiao Dong disdained, "it's really no fight. Bah, I'm still a grandson in front of Lao Tzu after thirty-five years of cultivation." It's time to see how he wants to go back to the challenge arena last weekend. **in the evening. Ling family. Ying Zijin promised Jiang ran to watch him play in the challenge arena, and went one day ahead of time. Unlike before, the atmosphere of the Ling family is dignified. Ling housekeeper ran out, his eyes were still red, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Miss Ying, you're here, how don't say in advance, we're not prepared." Ying Zijin's eyes are as cool as water: "what's the matter?"
