MTL - Heavenly Star-Chapter 53 Flower shake

"The second grandfather is angry, it is my skill is not fine, the skill is not as good as people, no wonder Lin Gongzi." Lin Xiao said with a wound, then turned to Ye Wuchen, slightly bitter smile: "Ye Gongzi really good, I lose I am convinced that I am sitting in the well."

"Come with a whistle to heal!" Lin screamed loudly.

"Oh, Lin Lao does not have to worry, my family has been under the mercy of his hand, it is a small injury. If Chen Chen is just a neck, you are not too late to make a fuss." Ye angry said with a look of relief.

The muscles on Lin’s face were constantly pumping, sitting down and snoring. Ye Hao, who looks at that look, is a refreshing one.

After Lin Xiao went down, a bright magician sitting behind the dragon's body also hurriedly left to give Lin Xiao treatment.

Beating people does not face, let alone face, this is tantamount to hitting a slap in the face of many dignitaries.

Everyone is looking at Ye Wuchen on the stage. Today, whoever dares to say that Ye Jiagong is a sick son.

"You are a kid!!"

A big rumor spread throughout the sing, with this loud drink, a stout figure leaped high, actually pulled up nearly ten meters high, and then fell heavily on the arena. As he fell, Ye Wuchen vaguely felt that the entire arena was shaking.

"Ah...hey!" Huashui softly exclaimed. It’s just that her voice is too small, and it’s impossible to hear the flower that has jumped onto the stage.

"It turned out to be a predecessor, I don't know what to see." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

The emperor still dared to be so arrogant in the presence, and there would be no second person except Hua Zhentian. The dragon screamed and stopped, and finally did not speak, but there was no sign of anger. Obviously, this temperament of Hua Zhentian has long been used to.

"See to teach a fart! You mixed boy actually dared to hurt my future son-in-law's face, seeing that Laozi is not good to teach you today!" Hua Zhentian eyebrows upside down, the eyes are quickly spurting out the fire. He cherishes the woman's life, loves the house and the Ukrainian. It is also extremely short-sighted for her daughter's future husband. She watched him being cut a knife, and he was still hurt. He tried to squat for a long time and finally couldn't help but jump again. come out.

With his anger, a violent breath has been released, and the pressure of Ye Wuchen is boring on the chest, such as covering the boulder. He was shocked... The owner of this flower house actually has spiritual strength.

The grandson who just made a big splash made him even stunned. If Ye Hu could hold back, he would not be angry with Ye. He stood up and pointed at the flower and shouted: "Hua Zhentian, Lin Jiaxiaozi is not as good as people, what is the matter of my family, don't make trouble to make people laugh."

Hua Zhentian turned around and snarled with his door that was louder than thunder. "Ye Laotou, Laozi only saw that he had hurt my future son-in-law's face. You let my baby daughter do it in the future!" Even if this kid is your grandson, Laozi is looking for him to be angry today."

Everyone dares to scream when the flowers are raging, and even the emperors are correct, let alone Ye Nu.

"Your future son-in-law is dead and shut me down. If you dare to hurt a child with a hair, I will burn your flower house tomorrow!"

"I am embarrassed! I don't know if Laozi doesn't know his aunt's mother today. If you don't burn my flower house tomorrow, you are the turtle!"

"Do you think I dare? When Laozi was on the battlefield, you still don't know where to eat milk!"

"You have a bird in the battlefield, and a son of a thunderstorm can blow your leaf house down!"

The two men blow their beards and wink, and they can’t wait to beat them immediately. Long Hao shook his head and smiled, but he did not answer, and Lin Yan was silent, and his heart was dark. Of course, he can’t wait for Ye Jia and Hua Jia’s troubles to get better and better.

The flowers and waters are tightly tied together, and the tense tears are coming out. If her poor posture at this time falls in the eyes of some young sons, it will surely make them stunned and addicted to the difference between the north and the south.

"Okay, don't make a noise!" Ye Wuchen seems to be somewhat impatient.

His voice really made Hua Zhentian shift his attention. He said with a sigh of relief, "I am old, and then I will learn less. Look at the old man who is not teaching today."

"Wait a little senior, how about listening to the juniors?"

"There is a fart."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, suddenly shorted his body, cut the ground with a broken sword in his hand, and then the body moved quickly. A few rings of breathing made a ring of five meters in length on the ground. When Ye Wuchen stood back to his former position, the ring just surrounded him and Hua Zhentian.

"Injury to the future of the son-in-law of the predecessor, this is indeed the junior's. But the Huahua family and I Ye Jiatong are the gods of the Tianlong country. They are all pillars of the country. How can they hurt the situation? It hurts me to hurt me." The casualties, so the younger brothers daring and the predecessors of the fight, who is the first to lose this circle, I do not know how the seniors?"

"Crap, Laozi is here to teach you, if you escape from the circle, Laozi is still playing a fart! Do not take Laozi as a fool!" Flower angered anger.

"I don't dare to spend the predecessors?"

"You fart!"

"If the younger generation loses, let the seniors dispose of it, how is this? Spend the predecessors... dare?"

"Oh... this is what you said, why don’t you dare!"

"Is the flower predecessor dare to gamble with me again?"

"How to gamble!"

"The first out of the circle is to lose. The winner must be allowed to lose three conditions, can the predecessors dare?" Ye Wuchen said this sentence is very clear, but very fast.

"Well! Why don't you dare, since your kid wants to find death, then Laozi will fulfill you." Hua Zhentian thought without agreeing, and raised his fists fiercely, and he rushed to Ye Wuchen. His martial arts and skill are mainly avatars. After luck, the whole body is covered with a layer of copper wall. He is confident that he will not let him back if he does not stand Ye Wuchen.

"Well, then, start to take care of the seniors." Ye Wuchen's mouth showed a hint of conspiracy.

Some of the people present finally reacted, but they haven't had time to yell. Ye Wuchen has jumped out of the circle with a beautiful jump.

The flower stunned for a moment, then pointed to Ye Wuchen’s mad laughter: “It turns out that your kid is just a cartilage head. Now that you have lost, give it to Laozi...”

"The younger generation has been defeated, but also please spend the predecessors to follow our gambling promise to agree to the three conditions of the younger generation." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

The flower stunned the bull's eye and almost violently walked away: "Whether your kid's head is clipped by the door panel, winning is Lao Tzu, it should be three conditions for you to promise Lao Tzu!"

"It seems that the predecessors seem to have gotten wrong. The younger generation said that the winner must win the three conditions. The winner is the predecessor. The loser is the younger." Ye Wuchen is very easy-going laughter. , the face is innocent.

Hua Zhentian’s eyes were wide, and his mouth was wide and his head turned to the audience.

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