Murong Xiaoyi's face flushed, as if a mountain had fallen into the sky, and the bones of his body creaked.

He struggled and roared angrily, looking up to the sky: "Open it for me!"

Han Yunhao's strength has reached the peak of the Flying Saint Triple Peak, and the original qi swings with the power of six bulls, and the deceptive heaven trick conceals the true cultivation, which does not affect the full display. The big palm of the original qi shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, it firmly locked Murong Xiaoyi's body and spread down.

The poisonous heat in Murong Xiaoyi's body swelled, and his meridians were cracked, but he still refused to give up. He is the proud son of the Murong family, he came with great spirit, and he is ready to become famous in the world, how can he give up halfway.

"This guy must rely on the treasure, and he can't last long, and when you run out, I'll be able to exert my power again. "The idea is beautiful, but the reality is still cruel.

The ink dragon horse he rode was from the Murong family's grassland, one in a million, and had the blood of an ancient demon beast. The bloodline is strong, but he still can't resist the competition between the two strong men, this guy hissed, threw the master aside, and fell to the ground.

"Damn!"

Murong Xiaoyi couldn't be reserved, so he rolled out two or three feet with his head in his hands, turned over and jumped up. In case the other party rashly sneaks up, it is also seriously injured if it does not die, so it is better to stay away from the dangerous place. He was on guard and defended, but he didn't wait for any attack.

"Look at his bear-like appearance, I'm so scared that my heart is about to jump out!"

"Haha, this is Wuhaiyuan's genius? It's really a shame, if it weren't for being born in a big family, it would be estimated that there would be a waste material!"

"Alas, this guy wasted resources, give us warriors, and we can at least fight for a few rounds. ”

The complaints of the crowd were endless, and the young master of Murong was red-faced when he heard it. His eyes were cracked, and he pointed at Han Yunhao and said: "Relying on foreign objects, a sudden attack, what kind of hero is it? ”

"Losing is losing, and you have to make excuses. Han Yunhao spread out his hands to show his innocence, and said: "Everyone is just learning from each other, it's better to compare the purity of the original qi, why bother with the horses." It's a good mount, and it's ruined. Seeing that your rolling movements are very skillful, it is estimated that there is no shortage of rehearsals on weekdays, could it be that you expected to have today?"

Since they have been offended, they have been completely offended, and the Murong family wants to have a dismount, of course, they want to extinguish their arrogance. You are arrogant, I am more arrogant than you, you are arrogant, I am more arrogant than you!

"You ......"

No one had ever had such a conversation with him, and Murong Xiaoyi was so angry that he couldn't think of words to refute it for a while.

"Shut up!"

Seven or eight people flew in the city, led by a handsome gray-haired old man, who scolded him sharply. His appearance is somewhat similar to Murong Xiaoyi, Han Yunhao guessed the identity of this person, the head of the Murong family, Murong Qianmo of the Flying Saint Quadruple.

Murong Qianmo fell from the sky and said to Han Yunhao: "It's really unfortunate that the family has such an arrogant guy. The Marquis of the East China Sea taught the old man a lesson for his son, and let him realize how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, I am really grateful!"

"Thank you for the mercy of Donghai Hou's subordinates, otherwise you have nine lives, and you won't be able to survive tonight. He urged his son to apologize, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"Haha, the head of the Murong family really understands righteousness, I just like to convince people with virtue. Welcome the little star to challenge again, and after repeated defeats, it can also achieve a good story. "Han Yunhao's nose is facing the sky, and he can't be beaten.

"Father, this bastard doesn't rely on strength. ”

"I'm not convinced!"

"Lend me the dragon shovel and shovel him to death!"

"Smack!"

Murong Xiaoyi chattered endlessly, and coldly slapped his father. He turned his head stupidly, his eyes widened, and he said, "You beat me, you beat me for an outsider!

After saying the last sentence, this guy's voice was choked, and tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his foot and kicked down Murong Chuixing, stepped onto the horse in one step, and walked away into the distance.

Poor Murong Chuixing, the injury on his leg was just more than half, and after this beating, it recurred again. He grinned in pain, but he did not dare to make a sound, because the head of the house was keeping an eye on him, and clearly placed the blame on him.

Retracting his angry eyes, Murong Qianmo became amiable: "The Marquis of the East China Sea is young and promising, and his strength is superb, so he can be regarded as a long-term insight." The old man was entrusted by the Royal Council of Elders to serve as a welcome envoy and was specially responsible for this appointment. After many days of travel, the journey is tired, hurry into the city to rest. ”

"Phew!"

"It's no wonder that in the past competitions, the Murong family has been the first-to-last. My son is a girl, and he will only cry when he suffers setbacks. The father is afraid of his wife, and he is wronged in front of the bully of his son, which is worthy of being a father and son!"

Murong Qianmo took a wrong step behind him, and the high-crowned old man who was standing sneered coldly.

"Xiao Yi, this kid, has indeed suffered less, and he will beat him again when he goes back. Murong Qianmo smiled on his face, as if he had not been insulted, and said: "Under the leadership of Brother Xianyu, the Xianyu family is second only to the Yelu family, how can the Murong family be compared with the Xianyu family?"

"Oh?!I was in a hurry when I came, I forgot to explain to the clan, I need to go back to Wangyuan City, please ask Brother Xianyu to help supervise one or two. ”

The old man with the high crown had a stiff face, as if he had stepped on stinky dog shit, waved his hand, as if driving away flies, and said, "Hurry up! Who doesn't know here, you are afraid that you will be late to go back, and your lady, when she hears her son's complaints, let you kneel on the washboard." ”

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Several other flying saints couldn't help but laugh and laughed weirdly.

Murong Qianmo's rare old face turned red, and he arched his hand and said, "How can it be said that you are afraid? That is love, only if you really love, you will tolerate it." The big husband can bend and stretch, not to mention a washboard. You don't understand, I ......"

He couldn't make up any more reasons, so he ran away and chased his son all the way.

Looking at the father and son, who turned into black spots in the wild, Han Yunhao nodded thoughtfully.

"Boy, I'm not Murong Qianmo's soft egg, when I see my elders, I don't get off the horse to meet you. The old-fashioned voice sounded, and the high-crowned old man complained to him: "The lord of the country is too accommodating to Murong Qianmo, this guy can also be the greeting envoy, and we want to obey his command." ”

"Yes, yes, it's the big brother who is expected. ”

"That guy will fool Yelu Xinxuan and do what he likes. ”

"To extinguish the arrogance of the little baby, do you still think that there is the support of the three islands in the East China Sea?"

"When I fought with his grandfather, this kid wasn't born yet!"

A group of old men, relying on the old and selling the old, stammering and stammering, adding oil and vinegar. Xian Yu Tongqu's waist board was straighter, and he felt that he was a little strong, and the kid on the other side did not roll the saddle and fell off the horse, kowtowing and bowing.

"Being old and not dying is a thief, you are filling up a large clove of garlic and finding the wrong person. Han Yunhao snorted coldly, took out the iron cicada stick, shook it at Yu Tongqu, and said, "Seventy and eighty, a lot of age, I have only cultivated into a triple flying saint, and I have simply lived to a dog." If you chirp and hit it with a stick, your head will immediately bloom. ”

Xian Yu Tongqu was stunned for a while, and only then did he come to his senses, and he was furious, and said, "You all give it to me, kill this little bastard!"