The ghost slave didn't get angry, just sneered and said, "You Nangong Flying Knife, who knows, what do the mercenary drill camp wicked know." If there is no royal palace, there is no ghost slave. I'm going to pay you back! Please, you idiot can't understand it, so I'd better hurry up and see your little master

With a few words, the ghost turned and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd. The Nangong Flying Knife of the village leader snorted coldly, stomped his foot heavily, and disappeared into the crowd.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the square, the ghost raised his big felt hat, looked ahead, stopped, stood guard, and even felt that even his hair stood on end!

It's an instinctive reaction to danger.

They only took his fur coat, but if they took his head, they would have died, without knowing how they were killed!

It is true that in the moment of life and death, a large number of teachers will not wait for death. If the other party can take off his hat so easily, it is obvious that he is not a tired person, at least his combat effectiveness is not below him!

Duan Chen didn't expect that there would be a scarred ugly face under the yurt hat, which made him commit the crime of forcibly making other people's privacy public. He shook hands, threw away his felt hat, and said in a low voice: "Tell Yan Fuwang, don't follow me to check, the next time I see someone following me, I won't take off my hat!"

There was no joy or anger on the face of the spirit slave, but he calmly put on his hat. His whole body suddenly rose up. His fists were tight, and he just wanted to start. A voice came from afar: "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan. I'm so abrupt! It's about my granddaughter's happiness in her life, and I don't dare to be careless!

When he heard this voice, the spirit slave immediately let go of his fist, and his entire body disappeared invisibly in an instant, silently stepping aside and standing behind the comedian.

Yan Fu Wang Ayi came here safe and sound with a fan in his hand. Yan Fushengnan was right next to him, and he was not as rude as before. At this moment, Yan Fu Shengnan was looking at Duan Chen in awe!

Yan Fushengnan looked at Duan Chen and asked, "How did you do it?" No one has ever been able to take off an elven angel's hat, not even my grandfather, but you can make it easy, I've seen it and I've never seen you take it off!

Duan Chen didn't care about her, but blamed Yan Fuwang: "What does your granddaughter's happiness have to do with me?"

Yan Fuwang laughed, stood in front of Duan Chen, and said, "Real people don't lie! I said that Fuwang wants to marry his granddaughter to you, no matter if you make her bigger or smaller, as long as Mr. Duan can really treat her well!"

As soon as he said it, don't say that Duan Chen was tired inside and out. Even the ghost slave and Yan Fusheng Nan next to him were shocked.

Yan Fushengnan blushed, and called Yan Fuwang angrily: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? I'm only fifteen years old, and it's still early to get married!"

"When your grandmother married me, she was also the 15th! In the past, women of your age were often mothers!"

Yan Fushengnan was very angry and said to him: "This is the previous dynasty, why did you come to my wife's house so early?"

Duan Chen stared at King Yan Fu more bluntly, and said, "Are you crazy or stupid?" or do you think I can go with you? I know you very well?"

Hush. The ghost slave caught up with King Yan Fu and wanted to duel with Duan Chen, but the people in Kyoto City didn't dare to talk to the second prince in such a tone, and none of them dared to do so!

Yan Fuwang stretched out his hand, stopped in front of the ghost slave, looked at Duan Chen and said with a smile: "I know this is abrupt enough, I didn't say that Mr. Duan should marry Sheng Nan now." He should have said his granddaughter's name first, and then waited four or five years. Then Mr. Duan Shengnan can marry the media!"

"That's not good! Mr. Duan and my first sister are a couple, and besides, I don't want to get married at all, and I don't know Mr. Duan, Yan Fushengnan said angrily to his grandfather.

Yan Fuwang shrugged his shoulders and said to Duan Chen with a smile: "So I said, I don't care if this granddaughter is big or small! Men, three women, four concubines, as long as you really love Sheng Nan, that's enough! You don't understand now." Never mind. You've got to know each other for years. I'm sure you'll go big!

When he turned to look at his granddaughter, Yan Fuwang said to Duan Chen with a proud face: "Mr. Duan, although my granddaughter hasn't fully opened her mouth yet, her appearance has already come out. It's not my glory. Even though she is a famous star from the outside, she is even more beautiful than her granddaughter!"

"To be fair, my granddaughter is not as beautiful as the girls of the Lu family now. That's because it's not fully opened yet. She hadn't gotten it for four or five years. If they participate in the competition again, it is not known who will win and who will lose!"

"Such a woman will never lose Mr. Duan's face when she gets married at home! Now you think she is reluctant because she is not familiar with her.

But he was rejected by a man who didn't know the details! Even so ruthlessly saying that with this, the boy would die!

Duan Chen's snoring was very cold. He neither runs away nor escapes. He bent his middle and forefinger into his right hand and struck it on the hand of the Spirit Hand!

The ghost slave's hand appeared, his five fingers bent, and tied Duan Chen's wrist, he swallowed: "It's broken!" At the same time, his fingers and palms wanted to break Duan Chen's right wrist, and at the same time, his upper body was beating, as if hiding a leather drum!

This is the inner strength of the Master!

"The devil is merciful!" Yan Fuwang looked at his eyes and hurriedly screamed! Of course, he knew that the large number of splits in his benefactor was the real power. Although Duan's strength is not weak, he seems to be the strength of a small division. He had just taken off the ghost's fur coat. His physical approach should be smart. However, this hard face-to-face approach is useless, no matter how small and flexible its physical approach is!

Although he was angry that the boy didn't know what to do, he rejected his suggestion, which made him lose face, but he wouldn't give up talent.

He said that Fu Wang Ayi felt that he was very close to people. From his ancestors to his generation, the palace was extremely precise in terms of people and things. Otherwise, there will be no new era. It will also enjoy the treatment of the old dynasty and live in the old royal mansion!

He couldn't see Duan Chen, but he could see that he was a real dragon and phoenix, and he would fly to the sky sooner or later!

This is manifested in Duan Chen's longing and eruption of jade, his treatment of the black sheep of the Tang family, and his treatment of ghost slaves!

For such a person, success is easy, as long as he is given a chance, a platform!

Therefore, Yan Fu Wang Yi is very clear about what he has done, and he also understands a truth. He had to leave early!That's why he used his granddaughter to dress Duan Chen.

To outsiders, his behavior was really abrupt. After all, Duan Chen and he had just met, and they didn't know each other at all. Besides, her granddaughter is too young to get married.

However, he was raised by the emperor's relatives from an early age. When he is confronted with these things, he takes them for granted! As long as he thinks he can pull things out, even if he only knows, so what?

In a feudal family, no matter how good a woman is, she will eventually use marriage as a tool for governing or exchanging interests!

He was very optimistic about Duan Chen, so he didn't want Duan Chen to get hurt, and he didn't want Duan Chen to betray King Jing's villa. If Duan Chen couldn't be attracted to him, he wouldn't have to get hurt. He's going to kill Duan Chen!

At least it wasn't that far away, he immediately called the spirit slave, but it was already a step too late, and when he saw that the spirit of the spirit slave was released, he knew that the spirit slave had already made a real fire at this moment, and there was no place for his hand not to be stopped by outsiders. OK!