That night, Feng Sleeve wanted to say goodbye to his mother Qingxiayi, but before Feng Sleeve spoke, Qingxia Yi directly put on her mother's posture.

"If you want to go, you can, let that kid come to our Qing family by himself!

I didn't have the consent of my mother, and I want to take my daughter away, I want to be beautiful!" Qingxiayi posed as a mother-in-law to review her future son-in-law.

When Feng Sleeve heard this, his face turned red, the meaning of his mother's words, how did Feng Sleeve not understand.

But Feng Sleeve himself didn't know if Tianchu would come, after all, in a few days, the night market would open, and with Tianchu's temper, the chances of coming here were not great.

"Look at what I'm doing, hurry up and tell that kid, come here!" Qingxiayi didn't care what Feng Sleeve thought, picked up the sound transmission jade and handed it to Feng Sleeve's mouth, signaling Feng Sleeve to speak.

"That's... That, Tianchu, can you... Come to the first floor?"

Qingxiayi looked at the wind sleeves with a hatred of iron and steel, and her heart was full of anger, why didn't this girl follow herself at all?

Fengyun made a vow in front of Qingxiayi's father to successfully advance to the solid in eighteen years, but for Qingxiayi, it doesn't matter if this oath is made or not.

The more than seventeen years of waiting is Qingxiayi's support for Fengyun, if Fengyun fails to do it, Qingxiayi is also ready to elope.

Qingxiayi believes that her father can't do too much, at most, he won't let himself enter the door of the Qing family.

Qingxiayi had already decided to give everything for love, but she didn't expect her daughter to be a little twisted and pinched, and she didn't even dare to say this most basic test.

Tian Chu, who was about to sleep, saw the jade slip on his waist flash, and swept it around casually.

"I'll rub it, what's going on?" Tian Chu sat up directly, and there was no trace of sleepiness.

【Ding!】

[Mission: Get the mother-in-law!]

[Reward: A random magical skill!]

At this moment, Lao Wang was bubbling coldly.

"Rub, Lao Wang, you can also come out to play with me!"

Tian Chu was about to vomit blood in his heart, where is this special, what is it called'get the mother-in-law', there is not a single hint of these eight characters.

[Tasks, are automatically generated by the system according to the situation you are in, it has nothing to do with me!]

The system boss once again threw the pot.

"Your sister!" Tian Chu only has these two words to describe the complexity of his heart at this moment.

[I don't have a sister!]

The old king of the system responded strongly to Tianchu.

Tian Chu's whole body was covered by the diaphragm, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

However, Tianchu recalled it carefully, and it was really what Lao Wang said, every time he went on a mission, it was for a certain situation, and there was a designated task.

Others, all of them are hidden tasks, which makes Tianchu very unhappy.

However, since there is such a task, Tian Chu can only complete it, at least the mysterious and magical skills make Tian Chu look forward to it.

Now it seems that the skills given by the system are not chicken for the time being.

After cleaning up and everything was ready, Tian Chu beckoned Mu Niuzi and Zhu Gangguan to assign the task, and Tian Chu left with confidence.

Mu Niuzi and Zhu Gangguan were also very righteous and cheered for Tianchu, and the pumpkin was also screaming at 'Wangwang'.

"Niu Zi, you said that the virtuous brother saw his mother-in-law this time, can he pass the test?" Zhu Gang smiled at Mu Niuzi and began to guess the ending of Tian Chu.

"It should be okay!" Mu Niuzi was a little unconfident, after all, Mu Niuzi had never seen such a thing, and he could only imagine it out of thin air.

Looking at the Jiugong grid, Tian Chu is still very confident, for bringing these by himself, but they are all fresh goods, Tian Chu has made them in the past few days.

One by one

"Cousin Wind Sleeves, can you enjoy your face today and travel together..."

"I'm not available!" Wind Sleeves directly rejected the oncoming youth.

The young man has a green shirt, a white jade pendant on his waist, a three-foot green blade hanging on the right side, and a handsome face, if it is placed on the earth, it will definitely be red and purple little fresh meat.

But in front of the wind sleeves, no matter how good the skin is, for Tianchu, it is all scum.

The young man who ate a nose of ashes had no choice but to leave.

"Cousin Qingying, eat ashes!

Anyway, Cousin Wind Sleeves is not an ordinary woman, playing or something, it's not suitable. In a group of young people opposite Qingying, a burly young man said with a smile.

"Cut! Brother Tianxiang, you can go!" Qingying snorted coldly.

For his inexplicable encounter, Qingying didn't understand, the day before the New Year, Qingying also successfully invited the wind sleeves to swim in the lake, how could the other party reject himself so straightforwardly.

"Look at it, what kind of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting do men play, in the face of absolute combat effectiveness, that woman will not be conquered!" Qing Tianxiang collided his fists a few times, making a dull sound, and the combat effectiveness of the third layer of combing muscles in the later stage was undoubtedly displayed.

"Eat ashes, you simple-minded guy!" Qing Ying snorted coldly at Qing Tianxiang's back.

However, the next moment, surprisingly came, Feng Sleeve actually followed Qing Tianxiang away.

"Let's go, keep up!"

"Keep up, keep up!"

The young people all said that they pushed each other and followed each other to see how it ended.

Qingying's face is naturally a little ugly, and there is no shortage of open and secret battles between the brothers, so in everything, they are used to fighting and comparing with each other.

This time, Qingying obviously lost.

"How can Sister Sleeve like such five big and three thick types?" Qing Ying still didn't understand in his heart.

The school field of the Qing family, the area of several acres of land, all kinds of equipment, knives, guns, sticks, wooden piles, are readily available.

"I'll go, Sister Fengsleeve, how about this?" said a young man with a smile, and at the same time he was eager to try and show his heroism.

Qing Tianxiang walked in front of a five-hundred-pound lock stone, held and raised his right hand, and easily lifted it, like lifting a chicken.

"Hey!" Qing Tianxiang shouted, his right hand flung up, and the five-hundred-pound lock stone was thrown high, constantly rolling in the air.

"I'm rubbing, cousin Tianxiang is so awesome, it's not a loss to take the power-type route!" a young man who was biased towards Qing Tianxiang exclaimed.

"Sure enough, the limbs are well-developed!" Qing Ying said in a low voice of disdain.

But the next moment, the young people present were stunned, and Qing Tianxiang threw the lock stone vertically upward, which seemed to be just the beginning of the performance.

Because Qingtianxiang hadn't moved yet, he stood quietly in place, waiting for the lock stone to land.

"It's really hard enough!" the corners of Qing Ying's mouth curled slightly, and he was looking forward to the scene of the five hundred catties of lock stones smashed down.

And Qing Tianxiang looked at the wind sleeves very confidently, vowing to show his manly spirit for the beauty.

"Hey!"

Qing Tianxiang raised his hands upward, and he had already calculated the time for the fall of the lock stone in his heart, and prepared in advance.

Sou!

Click!

A crisp cracking sound came from above Qing Tianxiang's head.