"Nonsense!" Huang Feilong shouted: "Are you willing but grandpa is unwilling, listen to you or listen to grandpa?" ”

"Old yellow worm! You lived for nothing! The rivers and lakes are not as good as your granddaughter! Hong Taizhong couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, and took the opportunity to ridicule the general: "You have the face to be ranked among the top ten martial arts in the martial arts!" ”

"It's always called flowers! Shut up! "Huang Feilong is angry, how dare you call me an old yellow worm in front of my granddaughter?

At this moment, a magnetic man's voice suddenly came from afar: "Grandpa Huang, Murong Kunpeng is here to visit!" ”

Huang Feilong is angry, the key is that he can't really fight with Hong Taizhong, Murong Kunpeng is really a punching bag sent to the door, anyway, his anger has not subsided when the Murong family quits the marriage, Old Man Huang shouted with a broken gong: "If you have the ability, you can come in by yourself!" If you can't get in, get back to me! ”

"Oops, grandpa!" Huang Pujia couldn't help but be surprised and happy when she heard that it was Murong Kunpeng coming, you must know that since the divorce at the age of eight, Murong Kunpeng has not set foot on Plum Blossom Island for ten years, this time Murong Kunpeng can take the initiative to come to her, Huang Pujia is simply overjoyed, but she didn't expect her grandfather to go back with a word, and the little girl was so angry that she stomped her feet: Grandpa, you don't know love, Plum Blossom Island will fall!

Yoh? Hong Taizhong is old and refined, so he naturally heard the resentment in Huang Feilong's words, it was by no means a temporary anger that was angry with others, and he clearly had a long-standing grudge, and looked back at his grandson: What a chance! I can't get into this plum blossom array, and that kid can't get in, as long as that kid goes back, my grandson and Huang Pujia went to be bait together, and had the experience of living and dying together, so I just took advantage of the weakness to enter......

"Whew-"

A red flame suddenly rose from the plum blossom array, and Huang Feilong's face suddenly changed greatly: Little Red Guy! You're going to do something!

It is not easy for him to arrange this large plum blossom array, Huang Feilong is reluctant to really let Murong Kunpeng burn it, and a gust of wind rushes to the direction of the fire, Hong Taizhong and the two subconsciously look at each other: There is still this kind of operation?

Grandpa, why didn't you think of that? Hong Lang looked at Hong Taizhong with puzzled eyes, Hong Taizhong's old face turned red, and he shouted in a deep voice: "It's just a crooked way!" A real warrior must break the formation with dignity! ”

"That's why you've been trapped for three days?" Huang Pujia sneered, she originally respected Hong Taizhong very much, but Hong Taizhong said bad things about Murong Kunpeng, Huang Pujia, this little East Evil, is not a vegetarian!

It's hard to dismantle it...... Hong Taizhong's old face was so red that she turned purple, how could this girl talk more heart-piercing than her grandfather!

At this time, Huang Feilong had already pulled Murong Kunpeng back with a gust of wind, since Murong Kunpeng was hidden by the Murong family, Hong Taizhong had not seen Murong Kunpeng for ten years, at this time, he looked Murong Kunpeng up and down, and couldn't help but put his mind at ease, he looked quite tall and handsome, but people in the martial arts don't look at this, missing the dantian is equivalent to cutting off the road to martial arts, no matter how tall and handsome he is, he can't compare with his grandson, and when Huang Pujia and Hong Lang form a friendship of living and dying together, Murong Kunpeng will inevitably be out.

Hong Lang couldn't help but think, if Murong Kunpeng was amazingly talented, even as long as it wasn't a leaky dantian, he wouldn't compete with Murong Kunpeng for the Yellow Pu Jia, but Murong Kunpeng was a waste, why did he have the Huang Pu Jia?

"Husband!" Hong Taizhong and Hong Lang were thinking about it, but Huang Pujia rushed up when he saw Murong Kunpeng, and with the momentum, he opened his arms and flew up like a bird, and suddenly pounced on Murong Kunpeng's body, a pair of lotus arms that deceived Yin Saixue wrapped around Murong Kunpeng's neck, and the snow-white and pink beautiful legs were intertwined around Murong Kunpeng's waist, smiling like a delicate flower in the spring breeze.

Huang Feilong: "......"

Hong Taizhong: "......"

Hong Lang: "......"

Huang Feilong put down Murong Kunpeng and his figure flashed to return to Huang Pujia's side, but he didn't expect him to go back, but Huang Pujia threw himself into Murong Kunpeng's arms, and the old man almost wrung the jade flute out of the water.

Hong Taizhong shook his head secretly, his eyesight was very poisonous, and he could see at a glance that Huang Pujia was not pretending, it was obvious that the cooperation of the golden boy and jade girl was very tacit, and he didn't know how many times he cultivated it. If it weren't for the fact that he could see that Huang Pujia was still a girl Murong Kunpeng and Yuanyang had not vented, he would have given up on it, but since there was no raw rice to cook mature rice, then everything was possible.

Hong Lang's eyes were not so poisonous, he just looked at Murong Kunpeng with envy and hatred A pair of big hands pressed on Huang Pujia's round and straight buttocks, and his mind was full of one thought: The big husband should be like this!

Of course, Huang Pujia did it on purpose, she was nicknamed Little Dongxie, how could she not notice the careful thoughts of Mrs. Hong and his grandfather?

It's just that this kind of careful thinking hidden in the name of righteousness is really difficult to deal with, but Murong Kunpeng came at the right time, and Huang Pujia announced her ownership in public without hesitation, which is why Old Man Huang didn't stop her when he wrung out the jade flute.

Although Murong Kunpeng didn't know what was going on, it was too exciting to show affection in public, especially when he found Hong Lang's envious, jealous and hateful gaze, Brother Bird didn't hesitate to bite the yellow canopy: "Good performance, Bo'er!" ”

"Click!"

Old Man Huang finally wrung the jade flute off.

"Oh Mom!"

Old Man Hong didn't know when he took the cigar upside down, and the burning cigarette butt lit his beard......

Beast! Hong Lang's eyes were moist, from the first time I saw your girlfriend, I made up my mind with you, a brother!

Fortunately, Murong Kunpeng still knew that it was enough to stop, and after putting down Huang Pujia, he bowed to Huang Feilong and Hong Taizhong: "Junior Murong Kunpeng, meet Grandpa Huang and Grandpa Hong!" ”

Huang Feilong and Hong Taizhong both pretended to smile and nodded: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Kunpeng has grown so tall!" ”

"Husband, Grandpa Hong said that there was an overlord crocodile from the Weng Zhou branch base, Bala Bala Bala ......" Huang Pujia took the initiative to explain the matter to Murong Kunpeng, and finally she drooped her little head, and her small shell-like nails gently scratched Murong Kunpeng's strong chest muscles: "Grandpa Hong wants me and his grandson to sacrifice myself to save millions of people in Wengzhou, I have already agreed, you shouldn't blame me......"

"Of course it's your fault!" Murong Kunpeng was very angry: "You are my wife, why should you sacrifice with his grandson?" ”

"Poof-" The cigar in Hong Taizhong's mouth spewed out: "Murong Kunpeng, what do you mean by this?" ”

Hey? Huang Feilong stretched out his hand and wiped the long hair that was blown by the sea breeze to the back of his head, perfectly covering the baldness on the top of his head: this kid ...... Energetic!

"I'm coming!" Murong Kunpeng domineeringly hugged the petite and delicate Huang Pujia in his arms, and slapped his strong chest muscles.