Zhang Wangyuan's face did not change at all, he looked like believe it or not, but the killing intent in his heart was even stronger. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"And you're proud, I want to see how long you can be arrogant!"

For Xiao Yufeng, he is very disdainful, what if he has good talent, a person who can't be a man, who is so easily controlled by emotions, he has countless ways to put him to death.

Xiao Yufeng's eyes looked directly at Zhang Wangyuan, and said word by word: "I know that you are narrow-minded, and you must want to take revenge on me, I, give you this opportunity." ”

This is a person whose identity background is even better than Fang Hongyun, and in terms of strength, he is even more than Fang Hongyun a few streets, but he is not afraid at all, forbearance is not his style, with the protection of the White Jade Medal, even a national soldier cannot kill him in an instant.

His mother, Zhang Xiufang, is still asleep, and there is a trace of depression in his heart, and he has long wanted to find someone to vent out.

Zhang Wangyuan looked at Xiao Yufeng with a smile on the corner of his mouth, waiting for the following.

"In ten days, I will participate in the battle of the strongest red star in the piano path, and if you have the courage to participate, as long as you can persevere to the end, I will teach you how to behave with the sound of the piano. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he said leisurely, knowing that he would not be able to kill Zhang Wangyuan in the near future.

How could such a proud son of heaven hit the streets at will? Even if he was a chess and painting combination skill, he couldn't kill Zhang Wangyuan in seven days, after all, his spiritual power was too strong, and he was one level higher than him.

A hint of ferocity flashed in Zhang Wangyuan's eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "I'm looking forward to you being able to teach me how to be a man." ”

The Battle of the Strongest Red Star is watched by tens of millions of people every year, and isn't it more interesting to humiliate him and torture him mentally in front of everyone's eyes than to kill him?

Zhang Wangyuan glanced at Lian Yuyi with some reluctance, and then bowed respectfully to Xiang Tianhao, leading a few of his students to leave.

Jing Fei, the young man with the sword, silently put the sword into the sword box, and looked at the disgusted eyes of his companions, a smile appeared on his cold face.

walked straight to Xiao Yufeng's side, bowed deeply to him, and looked directly into Xiao Yufeng's eyes, he did not have the slightest fear, and the aura on his body became more fierce and cold, and said: "Today, I Jing Fei suffered this great shame, and I will use the sword in my hand to wash away today's shame." ”

After speaking, he left this place without looking back, today Xiao Yufeng taught him a lesson, no matter how powerful the background is, no matter how strong the backer is, but after all, it is not his own power, the enlarged sword shadow in the pupils made him desperate, and even peed his pants in fright, at that time he was really scared, and his heart was like ashes for a while, which called me how to go out to meet people in the future.

But then his heart surged, and the sword intent that his father had left in his body completely awakened him.

A man can be humiliated, but he cannot live in shame forever, and he will wash away this shame with blood!

"Jing Fei?" Xiao Yufeng muttered to himself, looking at the young man's figure, he laughed, this is also one of the future figures.

I didn't expect to erect such a powerful enemy invisibly.

Looking at what kind of height a person has reached, it can be seen from his enemies that those who can be enemies of each other are not those with similar status, can an elephant and an ant become enemies?

Being able to become a great enemy in the eyes of the first strong man in the future, and being able to imagine what height Jing Fei can reach, two people who are destined to be so brilliant become enemies, I don't know if it is their luck or misfortune!

Zhang Yuanle looked at Xiao Yufeng, who was talking happily with the wine king, and a look of envy flashed in his eyes, when will I be able to chat with my spiritual idol like this.

"Wine....Lord Wine, I....Can I take a photo with you?" Zhang Yuanle hesitated several times, and finally strengthened his courage and walked in front of the Winelord King, and said with some expectations, his hands were clenched together, obviously very nervous, his head was even more deeply lowered, and there was a deep inferiority complex in his eyes.

He thought anxiously in his heart, and his body trembled slightly.

Lao Zhang frowned, looking at his son's nervous appearance, his heart was anxious, if he accidentally collided with the drunkard Wang, even if his son had ten lives, it would not be enough for an adult to blow in one breath.

"Adults, children are reckless, be surprised. Lao Zhang carefully accompanied the smiling face, and was ready to pull his son away.

This is a national teacher-level existence, there are a number of masters in the entire kingdom, close to such a powerful person, his heart is trembling, it is a big man he can only look up to in his life.

God is as powerful as a prison, God is as powerful as the sea, and people like the drunkard king are gods to them, and they can only be offered, and getting close to him feels like a blasphemy, which makes him feel like walking on thin ice.

"Absolutely. Lord Wang responded with a smile, looking at Zhang Yuanle, who was shrunken, he laughed, pulled Zhang Yuanle over, put his hand on his shoulder, and looked quite intimate.

"How can a manly man always keep his head down and lift it up. The Drunkard King scolded softly, and there was naturally a convincing power in his voice.

Playing, Zhang Yuanle instantly raised his head high, and his face was tense.

Plopping, his heart jumped violently, feeling the strong and powerful hand on his shoulder, he laughed stupidly, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, happiness came too suddenly.

Lao Zhang looked stunned, looked at the kind wine king, and then looked at his son with a happy face, his eyes were a little moist, how long had Yuan Le not smiled so happily.

Tremblingly, he took out the camera in his hand, exhaled, exhaled deeply, and tried his best to calm himself, he wanted to record his son's happy expression perfectly.

"I shouldn't force Yuan Le to learn those things he doesn't like, as long as he is happy. Lao Zhang sighed deeply, he always likes to compare his own children with other people's children, but are those really important?

Looking at the smile on Yuan Le's face, he already had the answer in his heart.

Click, click, Lao Zhang quickly took a picture.

"Thank you, Lord Winemaker. Looking at the wine lord Wang, his heart was full of gratitude.

Zhang Yuanle was stupidly pulled away by Lao Zhang, and he was so lucky today.

"Young man, your voice is very distinctive, and it has been deeply imprinted in my mind, and from now on, be more confident and generous. ”

The voice of the Drunkard King seemed to come from the Nine Heavens, and it was deeply imprinted into Zhang Yuanle's soul.

"Soul sound. Looking at the Alcoholic King, Xiao Yufeng's eyes had a hint of admiration, and he knew that the Alcoholic King had changed a person's fate again.

As a national teacher of the Song Dao, the wine lord has tens of millions of fans, and the person who stomped his feet and shook the entire Donghai County three times, can use the soul sound to pluck such an ordinary fan, and his person is indeed respectable.

"It's really admirable that Lord Wang, a drunkard, is in a high position and can treat himself like an ordinary fan. Lian Yuyi arched his hand, and said admiringly, using the soul sound will lose a little of his own spiritual power for the Song Dao National Master, and it will have little impact on himself, but it can play a role in initiating people.

But even so, some singers disdain to use soul sounds to help their fans, the reason is that ordinary people are not worthy of them to use soul sounds to help.

The main reason why some singers and above have such a mentality is that their fans have not been able to bring much help to their strength and status, so most of them choose to ignore their fans, they are already people.

The wine lord shook his head and said: "I can reach today's status because of the efforts of tens of millions of people who have lifted me up, and I can't forget my roots!"