It seems that in the midst of a never-ending shout, under the stars, the emperor of the strongest empire, the Dragon Han, the first generation of holy monarch Xiao Lingtian, strode off the high platform, walked directly to Xiao Yichen with a smile on his face, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the shoulder armor of his son in front of him, and pulled it up with a smile: "It's all done for others to see, what are you still kneeling for?"

"Father Xie, son-in-law ......"

"Thank you, let Lao Tzu see, has our Qinglong'er lost weight?"

Before Xiao Yichen could finish speaking, Xiao Lingtian's hearty voice had already been interrupted, and those big hands even held his son's big arms on both sides one left and one right, and forced him to his front.

Constantly looking up and down, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker, Xiao Lingtian raised his big hand and patted Xiao Yichen's shoulder very happily: "Yes, I have been out for a few months, but I haven't grown into crooked melons and cracked dates, and I am one in a million handsome of Lao Tzu back then!"

"Old man, you're enough! My shoulders are also made of meat, and letting you beat a few times is to give you face! Don't go too far, be careful to return your hands!" Xiao Yichen rubbed his shoulders and said viciously: "Also, you can have one millionth of my handsomeness back then, so go and steal the fun!"

"Hahaha, it's really Lao Tzu's Qinglong'er, it's like a fake!" Xiao Lingtian didn't mind his son's tone at all, and after he was in a good mood, he stretched out his ape arm and said, "Come, let Lao Tzu hug!"

"In front of so many people, do you want to be rude to the king?" Xiao Yichen wanted to dodge away with a face full of unhappiness.

"Hahaha, what so much nonsense, mother-in-law!" Xiao Lingtian hugged Xiao Yichen Xiong like a bear, and said softly: "Qinglong'er, Lao Tzu misses you!"

Xiao Yichen, who was also hugging his father, was full of warmth in his eyes at the moment, but the words he said became: "Old man, I don't want you at all, and what you think must be the tax money that this king took from the fief, right?"

"You've seen through it!"

"I really want to hack you to death!"

"Hahaha......"

The reunion of father and son, full of warmth, should have continued like this, but after a while, everyone heard some discordant voices. Yu Xiaoxiang, who couldn't help but be curious in her heart, secretly raised her little head on the ground, and almost didn't laugh out loud after seeing it.

I saw the father and son hugging each other, each of them flashing purple light on their fists at this moment, and the discordant sound of bang bang bang bang was the "passionate" back blow they gave each other.

After more than ten strokes, Xiao Yichen, who grinned his teeth, was the first to lose, broke free from his father's arm, took two steps back and rubbed his back with his backhand, and scolded when he opened his mouth: "Old man, you are too despicable, aren't you! What are you wearing?"

"Whaha~~" The triumphant Xiao Lingtian opened his neckline, revealing the gray-black steel plate-like thing in it, "Give you a long experience, the latest trial product of the Academy of Sciences, the protective power is sixty times that of the tattered set on your body!"

"Despicable!!" Xiao Yichen, who was angry, raised his hand, and a small purple dragon flew out of his palm and entrenched in the palm of his hand, and said viciously: "Let this king slap out of anger!"

"Little bastard, do you dare to say that last time Lao Tzu was beaten by you, I almost went to the stars to find your mother! This is Lao Tzu to pay you back!" Xiao Lingtian was not to be outdone, and with a backhand wave, the same purple dragon was entrenched in his palm.

"I'm a little bastard, that's good, congratulations, you've evolved into a new species!" Xiao Yichen's face was full of disdain.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Just as the two fathers and sons were about to stage a full martial arts here, a gentle cough sounded coming, and the young man with a crying and laughing look on his face, Xiao Yichen's brother, His Royal Highness the Imperial Prince, walked to the side of the two and said in a low voice: "Father, third brother, this big court, if you really do it, tomorrow the Guangming Hall will be buried by the impeachment chapter." ”

"Mu Xing, you come to judge the theory, this little bastard only knows how to take advantage of it, and absolutely refuses to suffer, should Lao Tzu beat him?" Xiao Lingtian raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Yichen in front of him, looking at his expression, he wanted to eat him.

"Big brother, I'm a little bastard, you are a little bastard at most, hum, our father, that's the big bastard. He's quite happy, do you think he's stupid, or is he demented?" Xiao Yichen stared at his father, who was already blowing his beard and glaring, with a disgusted expression.

"Oh, it's the other way around! Let's see if Lao Tzu beats you to death!" The emperor, who realized that he couldn't speak, decided to use his fists to be reliable.

"Slow, slow. Hurriedly pulled away his father and his younger brother who pounced on him to fight, Xiao Muxing looked around in distress at the armorers who didn't dare to raise their heads, but only dared to count ants on the ground, and said helplessly: "Father, everyone is still kneeling, let them be spared first." ”

Looking back at the bitter Xiao Muxing, Xiao Lingtian turned his head and glared at Xiao Yichen, waved his hand to disperse the purple dragon, and said in a loud voice: "For Mu Xing's sake, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you." In the evening, a family banquet will be held in the hundred gardens, come if you have the courage, and see how Lao Tzu cleans you up!"

A ruffian-like upside down foot, stretched out the little finger of his right hand to dig out the ear hole, and seven small dragons suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand boiling up and down, Xiao Yichen said lazily: "I'm afraid that as soon as the seven dragons of this king come out, someone will start to have a stomachache, saying that he is unwell." ”

At this moment, Xiao Lingtian was not angry at all, he looked at the Seven Dragons, his eyes lit up, and he rushed to Xiao Yichen's side with an arrow step, grabbed his shoulders and said with excitement on his face: "Qinglong'er, this Nine Dragons Technique has reached the peak of the Sevenfold Realm?"

"It's the Great Perfection. Xiao Yichen nodded with a smile, and then said with some distress: "I thought it would take at least ten years or more, but I didn't expect that in a few months in the Southern Xinjiang Governor's Mansion, I didn't know what was going on. The most troublesome thing now is that there is no record in the history books about how to impact the Eightfold Realm, and I can't touch the edge at all. ”

"Good boy! worthy of Lao Tzu's species!" Xiao Lingtian's joy overflowed, and after slapping it twice, he frowned and said: "In our history, only the thirty-eighth generation of ancestors and the first generation of ancestors have had the eightfold realm, but those are all legends, and I don't know if it's true or not, maybe this Nine Dragons Recipe actually doesn't have the eighth or ninth realm." Don't worry, you can do it, if you can't rush, just let him go. ”

"Well, don't worry, my father, my son's son is not stupid, now no one can take the son's full blow, why bother to rush to the realm. If you hurt the star core, you won't cry to death. Xiao Yichen nodded, but he didn't care much.

"Haha, that's your temperament, so it's going to progress so fast. He patted Xiao Yichen's shoulder again, and Xiao Lingtian turned his gaze to the others.

Stretching out his hand and patting Xiao Feixing, who was still half-kneeling on the ground, Xiao Lingtian said with a smile: "Little Si, what are you pretending to be honest? Hurry up and get up." ”