Chapter 12: Eight-Year-Old Fighter 3

Everyone present was shocked, and even Leng Yuyan stiffened.

An eight-year-old fighter, this can be called the first day of the mainland......

Even the second and third uncles stood up excitedly, which was simply incredible.

"Fourth brother, is this true?" Erbo Lengxiong's voice trembled.

Although they look forty or fifty years old on the surface, they are actually seventy or eighty years old before they have cultivated to the king of fighting, while eight-year-old Leng Jiujiu is already a fighter.

This kind of talent is not unbelievable......

Leng Zhao laughed proudly: "Yes, it's true, my Leng family has finally produced a peerless genius, haha...... It's time for the ancestor to get out of the customs now. ”

Hearing the word "ancestor", Jiujiu squinted his eyes and thought thoughtfully.

I'm afraid this ancestor is that Douzun, it's good to let her see and understand, so as to inspire her to advance faster.

Sanbo Leng Mu was still silent, but the flash of greed, Jiujiu did not let go.

Hehe, it seems that there is no simple-minded person here, since this is the case, don't blame her for being ruthless.

Just because she can't do to them today doesn't mean she won't be able to do to them in the future.

"Yu Yan, take Jiujiu to Tianxiang Pavilion, and Jiujiu will live there in the future." Leng Zhao commanded in a very good mood.

Leng Yuyan's eyes were obscure, but she nodded very obediently: "Yes, Yu Yan will do it." ”

Jiujiu raised his eyebrows, it turned out that there were still smart people.

"Third sister, please come here." Leng Yuyan has never bullied Leng Jiujiu, but she has never been close to Jiujiu, and today is probably the first time to speak to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu used her miserable little short legs to "struggle" to jump off the wooden chair, and said to Leng Zhao: "Then Daddy, I'll go." ”

Leng Zhao nodded with satisfaction, the son can be taught.

Leng Yuyan walked silently all the way forward, bowing her head silently.

Jiujiu didn't quite know what her eldest sister was thinking.

But as long as people don't provoke her, she won't do anything to others, she has always adhered to it, people don't offend me, I don't offend people.

"Third sister, here, this is Tianxiang Pavilion." After Leng Yuyan led Jiujiu to an elegantly decorated courtyard, she wanted to leave.

She continued to say gently: "Third sister, if there is nothing else, my sister will leave first." ”

Leng Jiujiu nodded and agreed, if she could, she didn't want to entangle anyone in the Leng family too much.

But then after thinking about it, he still said coldly: "Eldest sister, you are a smart person. The current Leng Jiujiu is not the Leng Jiujiu of the past. ”

After a pause, he looked at Leng Yuyan's eyes, and then continued: "If Leng Yuxi is your own sister, then please warn her that Leng Jiujiu is not something she can afford to provoke, don't lose your life for no reason." ”

Leng Yuyan was angry for a while, and turned around with anger on her face, she wanted to take a look at Leng Jiujiu's color, but she was shocked by Jiujiu's eyes.

What kind of eyes are they, as if they can't see the sun, silent like the stagnant water of a dry well, without a trace of waves, and there is a monstrous murderous aura hidden under the stagnant water.

Leng Yuyan was shocked with goosebumps, and felt a little weak in her legs.

She didn't understand why an eight-year-old girl could have such eyes, let alone a waste before.

But the facts were in front of her eyes, and she could not believe it.

It seems that he needs to warn his mother and sister to stop in moderation.

Leng Yuyan pretended to be calm and took back the eyes that looked at Jiujiu, lowered her head slightly, and said very seriously: "My sister's warning, my sister will convey it truthfully, I just hope that when the time comes, my sister will be merciful." ”

Jiujiu looked at Leng Yuyan, who was a head taller than her, with satisfaction, she was really teachable.

It seems that the Leng family is not all stupid people.

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