MTL - Heavenly Star-Chapter 47 Lin Jialin Xiao

The cold cliff's face is still dull, but the slightly eyebrows highlight his inner care. In the face of the flames that are about to be close, he did not avoid it. The right hand with a dark knife slammed into the lightning, and smashed the flame to his heart. It was a game of both defeats, as if the man who first met was He does not share the enemy of heaven.

Nangong was really awkward, and he hurriedly stopped his hand, and his footsteps retreated. However, the first machine had been lost, and the icy knife that was joined by the cold cliff forced the defeat.

"Small age, there is already a ten-level initial strength, and the momentum is amazing, this person is..." Lin Yan whispered to himself, then meditated. In his heart, this game has won the game. Nangong is really a magical genius. He already has the strength of the nine-level initial stage, but the energy fluctuations exhibited by his opponents are only the first-level power of the tenth level. Coupled with his momentum, his overall strength is comparable to the mid-level and even high-level ten.

But in any case, Xiaoer will not lose to him.

"哧", Nangong really had a long wound with a deep visible bone on his left arm. If he retired a little later, the entire left arm has been cut. He took a breath of cold air, and the right hand flame slammed the cold cliff away, then slammed his left arm and said: "Sure enough, there are people outside, and admit defeat."

He squatted his left arm and stepped down. His tone and movements were not dragged, and there was no obvious frustration on his face. Ye Wuchen gave him the evaluation: it will be a personal thing in the future.

At this moment, there was a loud whistling in the corner of the square. At the same time, a white figure skyrocketed, and a gorgeous white shadow was drawn in the air, and it was elegantly rotated several times in the air to borrow power. Leaves fluttering on the stage, the movements are easy and freehand, and the dust is flowing.

His appearance caused the atmosphere of the scene to erupt, and the audience was full of screams and shouts, deafening, even the emperor was on the scene. The emperor, who has been looking at his face, has also revealed some favorite smiles at this time. As a legend, he loves this forest parent.

A white coat, seven feet tall, the face is like a crown jade, the face is gentle, the mouth is hung with a cloud of light smile, but does not contain any arrogant and arrogant, so that people will easily feel good when they look at it.

"At the end, I can see the performance of Lin Gongzi."

"Lin Gongzi played, who is fighting."

"Hey! If my dog ​​can have one-tenth of Lin’s son, I’ll die.”

"Lin Gongzi cheers, come on!"

"Lin's family is such a great man, it is really a singer!"

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The ear is full of praise and sigh, there is no such thing as a ruin, Ye Wuchen whispered: "A very lethal man."

"Lin Jia Lin Xiao is recognized as a rare genius in the past 100 years, both civil and military. His reputation in Tianlong City is much stronger than my so-called Prince." Long Zhengyang said without emotion. His biological mother - the queen is the sister of the Lin family, and this Lin Xiao is naturally his cousin, but has not been in contact for many years.

In the audience, Lin’s hometown Lin, who was sitting with Ye Nu’s old house, laughed and enjoyed the praise of the ear. Then he smiled and said to Lin Hu, who was sitting next to him, “Ye’s general, I heard. Your grandson has already found it, why not see you with your old side."

Ye screamed and screamed. Seeing his anger and arrogance, he was speechless, and Lin mad was almost ready to fly. Who knows that his grandson is a genius of Tianlong, and the grandson of Ye Nu is a well-known waste wood.

"Ha ha ha ha! Hey daughter, this is the husband I am looking for you, yes, hahahaha!"

This rough and extreme sound seemed to be a thunderstorm, and the hard noise of the whole audience was suppressed. Ye Wuchen's gaze was drawn to the past, and at a glance, he saw the black-bearded, black-faced, middle-aged man with five bodies and three thick bodies. Nearly fifty years old, the body is not neat, there are still a few holes that break open big and small, revealing dark muscles. At this time, he was sitting there with his legs crossed, and the smile was called a cheerful, full-mouthed rhubarb tooth.

"Oh... don't be so loud." By his side, a delicate figure shook him, making a soft, thin voice. Ye Wuchen’s gaze was partial, and then his eyes suddenly became hot.

This is a cute girl who is only fifteen or six years old. She only sees her beautiful pair of beautiful spring waters, clear and transparent, and beautiful. The pretty lines are soft, with the bright red and soft cherry red lips, which are gentle and feminine. The beautiful color of the country is crystal clear, and the powder is carved with jade. It’s like a shy flower, and it’s like a fish falling from the sky. Yaochi fairy, accidentally degraded the world, do not dye a leaf.

And on her shoulder stood a blue bird, the average size, the mouth is long, and there is not much difference between ordinary birds.

Ye Wuchen looked at it for a while. And such a beautiful and delicate petite lady sitting with such a big five big three men, it seems that she is exquisite and delicate, people can not help but love and pity.

"That person is the owner of the flower family, and the one next to him is his only daughter, who is full of water. It should be 16 years old today. I didn't expect that the little girl who was still in a small position in the past is now like a fairy." People. Maybe it will take a long time to get married," Long Zhengyang said.

"She was promised to Lin Jialin to scream right?" Ye Wuchen asked, his eyes still fell on Huashui, and carefully observed her every second.

“Yes. Tianlong City is known for its women and children. It is known as a pair of peerless people. So there are countless people who admire Miss Huajia in these years, but no one has ever come to the flower house to raise relatives. It’s only after 16 years of age that the daughter will be married, and this is the latest.”

Ye Wuchen is silent, and the corner of his mouth evokes a mysterious smile.

"Well, if your daughter makes a small noise, then it will be a little sound. How can I marry my daughter, but I am still satisfied? After seven days, your 16-year-old birthday, how about your happy event?"

"Everything is based on swearing." Huashui softly whispered, she is a girl who is used to being soft and obedient, not to mention that the other is a slut, even if she is a middle-aged uncle, she will only say "everything is done by the master." ".

"Haha! Ok, in short, I see this kid very pleasing to the eye, with my daughter."

Hua Zhentian is 49 years old today. When she was in her thirties, she had such a daughter. She was so innocent that she couldn’t help but to pick up all the stars and moons in the sky and give her daughter a candy bean. However, in this kind of petting environment, the flower water is soft, but there is no such thing as a delicate lady, but it is very smooth. Not only will it not be arrogant, but it will be extremely shy, and it will rarely go out of the house, not dare to contact with strangers, and even dare not go to places with many people. Really delicate as water, can easily stimulate the care of the man's heart.

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