Xiao He and Wen Xian stood side by side, the two nodded frantically like chickens pecking rice, and Wen Xian repeatedly promised to complete the task.

After Qifeng left, Xiao He sympathized: Have you been getting a little closer to Xuan'er recently!

Wen Xian naturally understood the meaning of Xiao He's words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a weak heart: It seems to be a little close, within the controllable range!

Xiao He let out a sigh of relief, patted Wen Xian on the shoulder and said: Brother ask for more blessings, Tianxue's women are not easy to mess with, if you want to have three wives and four concubines, you should be prepared in your heart, rest assured that I will help you collect the body when the time comes, and everything will be arranged properly.

"Bah, and said that I, if you hadn't arranged Xuan'er for me, if I could have this kind of thing, I would have pulled you with me if I died" Wen Xian just took advantage of his words, and knew in his heart that he had crossed the line, how could he feel this thing, and who could control it.

Thinking of this, he looked at Xiao He and sighed: You think that everyone in the world is like you Xiao He, power, money, appearance, you have everything for all perfect men, but you only drink one scoop of three thousand weak water, it is really difficult to do what you do.

Bang. When. The Holy Son, who was kicked away by Qifeng, got up from the flowers, patted the floating soil on his body, kicked the watering kettle in front of him, looked at Xiao He and shouted: I am here to talk about things, not to suffer.

Xiao He snorted coldly, his palm floated slightly, and he suddenly exerted force, and several flowers around him shattered, and the petals were scattered. With the change of palm wind, the internal force swept the fallen leaves and shot towards the Holy Son. This set of techniques is smooth, as if it is integrated with this heaven and earth, and it actually gives people an extreme sense of beauty, like a fairy pinching flowers. Coupled with Xiao He's slender fingers, it is amazing.

The petals turned into several cold rays, slashing across the flowers, and I don't know how many flower stems were cut, and the speed did not decrease, and they shot the Holy Son. The petals effortlessly pierced through the body of the Holy Son, leaving a bloody hole, although it looked like it was bleeding nonstop, it didn't actually hurt a single internal organc.

It is conceivable that Xiao He's seemingly random blow reflects the opponent's profound martial arts attainments.

"Xiao He, your uncle" the Holy Son scolded as he looked at the body that had just been treated with witchcraft. I didn't see Huang Li's unlucky blood light when I went out today, and it was only a long time before this body had been killed several times. If it weren't for the Son, anyone would have died a long time ago.

Xiao He's eyes twitched when he heard this, his fingers were raised, and there was actually a visible airflow on his palm, this time I was afraid that he had moved his real ability.

The Holy Son is not a person who does not know how to be flexible, seeing that Xiao He was angry, he yelled: Sister Tianxue asked me to bring you a message, you can't listen!

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, his palm was withdrawn, and the air flow in the air was dispersed. looked at the Holy Son and said lightly: Say!

The seemingly casual, slightly trembling voice betrayed him.

The Holy Son trotted all the way to Xiao He's side, and shamelessly hugged Xiao He's arm, like a coquettish child.

"Brother-in-law."

Hey, Xiao He's teeth are sour, the Holy Son, this kid is more stinky and shameless than him. Xiao He instantly got goosebumps and kicked on the Holy Son. "Get out, big man, kiss me, pervert"

The holy son was kicked aside by Xiao He, and he was not angry, he leaned forward, and even lay on Xiao He's body, hugged Xiao He tightly, and said aggrievedly: My sister doesn't think about eating every day, it's all because of my brother-in-law! Originally, I came this time, thinking of discussing with my brother-in-law how to let you take my sister home, and you treated people like this.

Xiao He was uncomfortable by the Holy Son, kicked away the Holy Son who was lying on his body like a dog skin plaster, and said: She... Are you okay?

The Holy Son knew that he had acted a little too much, so he straightened his clothes and said: "Okay, you have to watch it yourself."

"I'm asking you" Xiao He turned his head, his voice cold. The internal strength is released and the outside is directed towards the Holy Son.

The Holy Son only felt a burst of coercion coming, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, steadied his heels and looked at Xiao He, and said with a wicked smile: If you say yes, do you believe it? Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Empress's 300-year-old Claw Book House" for free for the first time.