"Grandpa, you won't die." Holding him in his hand, he half lay in his arms, took out a pill from his sleeve cage and put it in the mouth of the one-eyed He Mao to preserve his vitality.

In Fang Monan's opinion, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and explained more about the future, but was it useful? They are all dying people.

"Grandpa, don't beg him, even if you die, you have to pull them on their backs." He Mao Baoyin clenched his fists, his eyes were scarlet, and he shouted with resolute anger.

With that resentful look, he couldn't wait to tear He Junyao and the two of them in the next moment. It's all because of their grandfathers, it's all them......

Feed! You kidnapped people, or who would have had the leisure to cross the ocean and come here.

It's really completely speechless, I don't know the reason and think they are victims, it's good to figure out the reason!

This is really a rake! Sure enough, he was super thick-skinned and brazen.

He Junyao hugged Fang Monan's shoulders, while Fang Monan climbed his arms on his waist, his chin rubbed against her soft hair, and the corners of his mouth curved a little, it was good to be able to hold her like this!

He didn't smell of soap and shower gel, only a cold breath, as clear as snow, but it reassured her, and she rubbed in his arms, quiet as a cat.

A hand was pressed against his back, a bubbling warm current filling his body. When replenishing his vitality, Fang Monan's brows frowned slightly, it was too chaotic.

How can there be no loss of vitality, after fighting so many times in a row, it is too tiring to fight continuously.

He Junyao looked at the three members of He Mao's family coldly, and turned a deaf ear to He Mao's clamour. In this situation, the strong are respected, the strength speaks, any words are useless, and the clamor can only show his incompetence.

It is no accident that the killing god is not accidental, when the true yuan in He Junyao's body, that is, his own vitality, condensed into the plum blossom spear in his hand, he found that the golden spear of the plum blossom spear could completely suppress the black flame of the double-edged axe in the hand of the death knight - the yin evil qi.

Sensing this phenomenon, He Junyao waited for them to attack together. That's how it goes. Defeat them with one hit.

You must know that the plum blossom spear is derived from He Junyao's own bloodline ability, containing a vigorous golden vitality, as well as his own most surging qi and blood.

A one-trick throat gun, unpredictable! This mortal blow was indeed the destruction of the Death Knight and the Skeleton Legion in one fell swoop. Destroy this evil monster summoned from another dimensional space once and for all!

The one-eyed He Mao's face was ugly. It's even more hideous. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he didn't get an answer from He Junyao, and he knew that he was just delusional looking at his expression. When faced with the pleas of defenseless others.

His answer is the same as the young man in front of him, he has not let go, now how to talk about others, do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself!

However, "Aren't you the most benevolent people?" Pay attention to repay grievances with virtue! "Maybe it's the return to the light, maybe it's the healing elixir that has taken effect, anyway, the one-eyed He Mao is now speaking a little neater, and he is not panting.

"Poof...... To deal with jackals, we only have shotguns in our hands. Fang Menan scoffed. In the past, it was too merciful to end up like this. ”

He Junyao was even more direct, slowly pinching up his fingerprints with one hand, while the one-eyed He Mao looked at the man in front of him in horror, unbelievable, after a fight, Zhenyuan was still so abundant.

No wonder he so easily killed the Shikigami he summoned at the cost of his own soul and blood.

Is this guy still human or not? is so young but has such terrifying strength, it is not an exaggeration to call it a demon genius!

At this time, the eyes of He Mao and the three of them contracted suddenly, and the mouths of He Mao Baoyin and He Mao Rongguang opened into a 0 shape. Because the three of them felt that as He Junyao's one hand kept changing, a breath full of desolation and antiquity passed through the long river of time, and it seemed to be slowly spreading out from the top of his head, simple and vicissitudes.

There is an indescribable thick charm, which makes He Mao's heartbeat suddenly speed up, and there is a sense of foreboding! It felt like crushing everything.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the one-eyed He Mao tried his best to shake the two children around him away.

Airplanes...... Airplanes......

A quaint and distant bell rang, rippling in circles, like the tide of the sea, wave after wave, and suddenly drowned the one-eyed Ka Mao, this blow not only destroyed his body, but also shattered his soul, and he could not be reborn forever.

This bell seems to be a death knell ringing, and it also seems to be a transcendent soul, simple and desolate.

When He Junyao thought about the next move, there was a shaking between the heavens and the earth, "This is an earthquake, run!" Fang Menan took He Junyao's hand and swept outward.

"Nan'er, we're in the open air, we don't have to run." Although He Junyao said this, he still followed closely behind her.

The earthquake lasted only a dozen seconds, and the earth fell silent.

"Father, isn't it just an earthquake, what are they running? It seems that there is only a magnitude of five. He Mao asked puzzledly, wondering in his heart, this itself is outside, not in a high-rise building.

In Hemo Baoyin's view, this kind of earthquake magnitude is only a small meaning, and there is no need to be afraid at all.

It is a country with frequent earthquakes, and the four most terrible things that are said to be "earthquakes, fires, thunder, and daddy" are "earthquakes, fires, thunder, and daddy", and earthquakes are the first. Located on the western edge of the Pacific Rim Volcanic Seismic Zone, it is like sitting on a rocking chair. They feel an average of 1,000 earthquakes a year, so they are used to it, and they have had earthquake drills since kindergarten.

He Mao Baoyin looked at the two people who ran away in a panic, and a disdainful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, does that mean that they don't have to worry about their lives.

He Mao Rong crawled over with both hands and feet, and at this time looked at the one-eyed He Mao who had died of anger, and his hands trembled slightly......

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

A huge explosion sounded, and the ground shook and the mountains shook, more terrifying than the earthquake just now. The main thing is that the explosion occurred in the compound of the He Mao family's mansion.

Suddenly, the flames soared into the sky, and layers of fire waves swept out from the center of the explosion, and He Junyao and the two of them in extreme speed felt that the air around them suddenly became a little hot. The violent explosion caused the entire mountain to shake several times, and the sound of the explosion could be heard dozens of kilometers away.

Fang Monan turned around and took a look, seeing that the waves of air and fire were approaching in front of him, he took He Junyao's hand and flashed directly into the space with a 'whoosh'.

The sky is already slightly bright, and it is too dangerous to teleport, and the coefficient of detection is too high.

This explosion was even more powerful than the farm explosion, and the two of them lay on the ground in a bit of embarrassment, "Sure enough, it's still a hot weapon horror!" Fang Monan turned over and sat on the ground, "The speed is slow, and you can't escape." ”

Fang Mo Nan looked at him with a stupid look, "Poof...... Hee-hee...... Look silly. ”

Rao is He Junyao was also stunned by what he saw, but he quickly came to his senses, "This is the Qiankun bag, which is owned by Maitreya according to legend, and is used for storage." With incredible power, there is a strange space inside, and the space is so large that it seems to be able to contain heaven and earth. There is another thing in the bag, called 'the sky in the bag', which has everything and is inexhaustible. One of the top ten artifacts of antiquity. ”

Now that you're in, "Let's go!" Take you on a tour, this is not owned by Maitreya, it is cultivated by my master. Fang Monan took him around, and He Junyao had calmed down as usual.

The two entered the kitchen, and after watching the symphony of pots and pans, plates of delicacies appeared on the table, steamed anchovies with honey wine, dried shrimp soup fed to hooves, ham stewed meat, and braised eggplant.

"Eat first and replenish your strength." Fang Monan ordered all the dishes on the garden menu this time.

I have always felt that this is not a recipe, but a foodie's fairy tale, which is quite romantic and fantastic.

The two ate a battle meal, and Fang Monan waved his hand and the plates on the table were automatically cleaned and put away!

Fang Monan took his hand and teleported to the study, his hands gently wiped on the coffee table on the chaise longue, and a small red clay stove and kung fu tea set appeared on the dining table.

Fang Monan sat cross-legged on the chaise longue with a calm expression.

He Junyao sat cross-legged opposite her, took the kung fu tea set, and after the water boiled, he picked up the pot ear, washed the cup, poured the tea, and brought the eight-point full teacup to her, making a gesture of please.

The tea set is exquisite, and the tea is even better, but Fang Menan always looks at his tea-making action, which is smooth and natural, as if it is engraved in the bones of the noble and elegant, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Fang Monan sniffed the tea lightly, raised his eyes and said, "Just ask whatever you want!" ”

He Junyao raised his eyes and looked at her clear glass eyes, even though he had a thousand words, he couldn't ask, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and looked at her like this.

Fang Menan muttered in his heart, after waiting for a long time and not seeing him ask, there should be a lot of questions, shouldn't it! So he was uncontrollably bewitched by such a look, and couldn't help but raise his eyes and look into his deep pool, which made Fang Menan stagnant in an instant......

He Junyao's glass-like eyes, like autumn water, were firmly absorbed in an instant, and he was willing to fall in such a gaze.

The deep eyes gradually darkened, and there seemed to be two clusters of fire burning in the darkness.

After a whirlwind, before she could figure out what was going on, she was already sitting in He Junyao's arms, holding her little face with both hands, and sealing it like a beast, blocking all her breathing......

His kiss was as domineering and arrogant as ever, strong, rude, wicked, and wild. With beast-like plunder, he vented the lovesickness that had been separated from her until now.

His kiss was menacing, and after a rude suck, he savagely and domineeringly pried open her teeth, and his lips and tongue invaded every inch of sweetness in her mouth like a violent wind.

Fang Monan felt that his soft lips were eagerly kissed by him, and the kiss hurt.

Her eyes widened and she tried to resist, but the more she struggled, the heavier and more fierce his kiss became, trying to 'suppress' it firmly with his arrogance!

As if only in this way could it be confirmed that she in her arms was a real existence and would not make him panic. (To be continued......)