Chang Wenxin, who is a favorite of thousands of people, is proud by nature, but leaves no traces of savagery. He is a little bit cautious, but very kind.
At this time, after hearing what Grandpa said, Chang Wenxin twitched her mouth and said, "No, I won't go back. I am Zhang Feng's third wife, and I should be with Zhang Feng!"
The third lady...
With these three words, Chang Qiankun's old face was blue and white, and he suddenly roared, like a thunderstorm, and the windows of the surrounding villas were shaking.
"Hey, how can the old man's granddaughter be a concubine for the enemy's family?"
The hatred between Anyemen and Profound Soul Sect lasted for two to three hundred years, and the grievances of more than a dozen generations have been superimposed... Is it possible to marry
The roar was returning, and the dozens of people on the side of Xuanhunzong were all full of anger, and the women in the overwhelming villa courtyard couldn't breathe.
"My sect master is not there, you want to take away the third lady, unless you step on my body!"
Dong Xiaodao spread his arms, with both knives in his hands, and his thin body was like a wall, lying in front of the door.
"Why is this kind of thing less for me, the dark night gate is handsome, willing to die together!"
Lang Shuai carried the silver flute on his shoulders, looking unfocused, his eyes firm.
Two eighth rank martial artists, in front of dozens of people on the opposite side, are like rocks on the seashore, even if they are swallowed up by the waves again and again, they still stand upright.
"do not hit!"
Chang Wenxin ran to the door and pushed Dong Xiaodao and Lang Shuai into the door.
"Mrs. Three..."
"We swear to protect..."
The two had to say it again, and Chang Wenxin stopped him with his eyes.
Turning around, her countenance was ever-changing, she smiled faintly, as beautiful as a peony blooming, but only an eighteen-year-old girl, and her amorous feelings almost suppressed all the women in the courtyard.
"Grandpa, Zhang Feng's child in my arms, do you want to take me away?"
"what?!!"
Chang Qiankun was shocked, and there was a dignified group of masters who could stun a few super masters just by knowing the report. He was too frightened and backed up continuously.
Had it not been for the support of two attendants, he would sit on the ground.
"Girl, how old are you? Actually... Actually... Zhang Feng's beast!" Chang Qiankun stood still, yelling distressedly.
"Grandpa, yes..." Chang Wenxin's face was flushed, and he whispered: "I put Zhang Feng to sleep."
"..."
The whole audience was silent, and almost everyone of the Xuanhunzong masters had their jaws on their feet.
Chang Qiankun was even more unbearable, and he was going to faint in the dark. Fortunately, he was a great master, and his true energy was so strong that he survived abruptly.
But he couldn't wait to faint directly, lest he be ashamed of his grandma's house.
"Girl... You... You are afraid he was deceived!" Chang Qiankun found an excuse and shouted.
Under all eyes, Chang Wenxin twitched: "Grandpa, Dashewan and Mike, didn't they tell you when they went back?"
"The two of their guards were weak, so I executed the door rules when I returned and was imprisoned for half a year!" Chang Qiankun waved his hand and snorted coldly.
The aura of the former suzerain is back again.
Chang Wenxin wanted to explain again, but Chang Qiankun violently interrupted, and if he went on, the old face of Xuanhunzong was lost.
No matter what the reason, the little princess of Xuanhunzong slept with the master of the dark night gate, and even became a concubine.
"Grandpa..."
"go home with me!"
Chang Qiankun stepped forward, so that Dong Xiaodao, Lang Shuai, and the twins on the wall had no chance to react at all. He grabbed Chang Wenxin's arm and dragged him away.
"Save people!"
Xue Chenjiao let out a cry and rushed forward.
The twins, Dong Xiaodao, Lang Shuai, Lin Fei and Luo Yina, as well as the combat-capable people in the villa, all rushed up.
The war is about to start.
At this moment, a blue light flashed across the sky, hitting the green belt behind the Profound Soul Sect crowd. A violent explosion occurred. The big tree crashed down and the soil flew up to ten meters in the air. A large piece fell down.
People turn their backs on their backs.
The battle that is about to begin will come to an end.
"Who?"
Chang Qiankun immediately pulled Chang Wenxin behind him, the great master's aura was released with all his strength, waved away the dust, and roared at the sky.
A figure floated from the air, stood up in the air, with a squinting look, instantly suppressing Chang Qiankun's grandmaster's aura.
"Zhang Feng!"
After reporting his name, Zhang Feng stood in the air with his hands in the air.
"You... Are you... Zhang Feng?"
Chang Qiankun opened his mouth wide, more shocked than he had just heard that his granddaughter was pregnant, his eyes were straight and full of fear.
The volley is empty, what's so special is... It's a monk!
The sect master of the dark night gate actually has such a cultivation base, do all the intelligence guys in the sect eat baba
Wanting to yell at him, Chang Qiankun was about to succumb to death.
In the eyes of the monk, the great master might not even count as a fart.
At the beginning, Master Feng Lei looked down on Zhang Feng and used his tricks when he didn’t come up. As a result, Zhang Feng’s whetstone was created...
Now, Zhang Feng looked down on the great master Chang Qiankun.
"Exactly!"
Zhang Feng calmly ignoring anyone's gaze and swept towards Chang Wenxin, the corner of his mouth raised, and he said softly: "Why don't you tell me if you have a body?"
Chang Wenxin wrinkled her nose at him, "I'm not yet nineteen years old, how can anyone want a child so early? I'll go and kill the child when I look back!"
It’s just a kind of coquetry. Zhang Feng smiled and didn’t care, turned his head to stare at Chang Qiankun, and said: "Mr. Chang, you are also my elder, why don’t we sit down and talk about the grievances of the two families." how is it?"
Chang Qiankun's mouth squirmed, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
Facing a real monk, where does the great master go
"it is good!"
Gitted his teeth and agreed.
People in their seventies are gone, and without the young people's resistance to power, the iron bones of clank have also begun to decay, and in the face of powerful strength, they will be broken.
Zhang Feng smiled happily, fell down, gave Chang Qiankun a please gesture, and stepped into the hospital.
"Door!"
"The subordinates are fortunate enough to live up to their lives..."
Dong Xiaodao and Lang Shuai bowed to meet each other.
Zhang Feng nodded at them, and the two guys shook their heads excitedly, nodding their heads to recognize their achievements.
Not long after, tables, chairs and sun umbrellas were placed in the courtyard, and Ye Qingxuan personally came forward to deliver refreshments and even cigarettes to the two men sitting at the table.
Then, the women, including Chang Wenxin, were taken by Ye Qingxuan to the shade at the door of the villa, quietly watching the two negotiate.
Well, yes, the current scene is negotiation.
Outside the courtyard, dozens of experts from the Profound Soul Sect lined up neatly. They looked at Zhang Feng and Chang Qiankun in the courtyard. They were still very vigorous, but they couldn't see the grandeur in their eyes, and they looked a little numb.
The enemy's family has a monk who is several times more powerful than the great master.
Sad!
(End of this chapter)