Sitting in the box, watching Ah Biao eat and drink, Wen Jie pinched the teacup and drank tea slowly, looking very comfortable. www.biquge.info waited for Ah Biao to eat enough, Wen Jie looked at the mess on the table, and said lightly: "Do you want more?" "'Daddy, let's be a sample!' You want to waste Lao Tzu's money, and Lao Tzu doesn't mind killing you. ’

Ah Biao touched his stomach and opened his voice: "Damn, Lao Tzu is not a pig, and besides, do you want to get out of the way, Lao Tzu doesn't want to eat, don't make fun of Lao Tzu." ”

Snorting coldly, Wen Jie sat up straight, and said with an extremely serious expression: "I didn't know my life experience before, so you can just say that, from now on, I have changed the habit of calling myself Lao Tzu in front of me." Wen Jie's tone was a little cold and domineering, completely missing the previous hippie smile.

Ah Biao was stunned by Wen Jie, and then snorted: "Damn, Huang Wenjie, pretend to be hairy! It's great to be rich, Lao Tzu doesn't ask you or borrow you." "I thought Wen Jie had money to pretend, forced, Ah Biao's favorability towards Wen Jie instantly dropped to zero.

Guessing Ah Biao's thoughts, Wen Jie smiled helplessly, and immediately changed his face and burst into foul language: "Your father, don't bite Lu Dongbin, Lao Tzu is for your good! Okay, you watch carefully." Wen Jie didn't plan to hide it from this only brother, and he would have to rely on his help in the future, and he couldn't hide it, so he simply revealed it all and was open and honest.

As he spoke, with a wave of his palm, a faint golden curtain of light appeared in front of Ah Biao. In Ah Biao's stunned expression, an incredible scene was played.

Knowing that Ah Biao was stunned, Wen Jie put away the light curtain and waited for a long time before he spoke to Ah Biao again: "I am the legendary god son of the God Realm, and my father is the main god in charge of the Six Realms, and he is supreme. Now, you should know the meaning of what I just said!" "Just now, Wen Jie played the battle scene of killing six hungry ghost kings for Ah Biao, so you can imagine how shocked Ah Biao was at this time.

Ah Biao knew that Wen Jie was not lying, besides, the magic skill was there, and it was unreliable to say that he was lying!

Spreading his hands, Wen Jie shook his head helplessly: "I can't tell you these yet, this is for your good." Now, I need your help with something, and you won't say yes. ”

Ah Biao was stunned again, and then glared directly: "Damn, tease me! Do you still need my help now?"

Knowing what Ah Biao was thinking, Wen Jie sighed: "Do you think that the Protoss is omnipotent? Daddy, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, in a word, I can't help or not!" Wen Jie thinks he still knows a lot about this live donkey brother, he is a very righteous person.

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Jie's voice fell, Ah Biao picked up: "Nonsense, can Lao Tzu not help with your business?" ’

Wen Jie rolled his eyes helplessly: "If you call yourself Lao Tzu again, you will not be far from death, you don't need me to make a move, you will be killed by your life." "If you dare to take advantage of the main god, it will really be very long-lived.

Smash it, smash it: "Damn, I have to put a door on my mouth in the future." Ah Biao sneered at the ink, looked at Wen Jie again, and changed his serious expression: "Say, what should I do, how can I help you." This time, he didn't say Lao Tzu again, I'm really afraid of losing my life!

The thief looked around, and Wen Jie opened his mouth to Ah Biao mysteriously. While gesturing, it looks exaggerated. Ah Biaohu was stunned for a while, and only after a long time did he come up with a sentence: "Damn, what do you think is the matter, it's been here for a long time?"

Wen Jie took another sip of tea and slowly put down the teacup: "That's all for now, when you're done with this, I'll tell you what to do next." ”

Ah Biao pouted: "Cut, waste Lao Tzu~" "Huh?" As soon as Lao Tzu spoke, Wen Jie immediately shouted and asked, and choked back Ah Biao's words halfway through.

Rolling his eyelids, Ah Biao simply stood up: "Don't say it, go home, it's really aggrieved." As he spoke, he left in a huff, but he thought in his heart how could he change his problem of swearing, damn, black, the society can't afford to hurt it.

Wen Jie quietly watched Ah Biao have nowhere to spill, flicked his sleeves and left and snickered. It's time to change his swearing, he learned from him when he scolded others, and his father's was all damaged by him.

When Ah Biao took the brothers away, the Guohua Hotel changed completely, and the hall was like it had been robbed, and it was a mess. Dishes and wine bottles, leftovers were everywhere, and cups and saucers were broken a lot, and Wenjie lost a lot of money. Fortunately, Wenjie is not short of money now, otherwise he would have to commit suicide by hitting tofu.

When I came outside, I looked at the sky, and suddenly felt that it was really good to be a mortal, at least I didn't have such a heavy burden on my shoulders, and it was good to find a girl I liked to marry, have a baby, and live an ordinary little life. Thinking of this, Wen Jie sighed helplessly, flashed, returned to the grove behind the villa, sat down cross-legged, and continued to cultivate.

Not long after Wen Jie left, the black shadow in the black cloak appeared, the hat facing the direction Wen Jie left, floating there silently for two seconds, and then disappeared in a flash.

On this day, Wen Jie was cultivating, and a strong demonic aura suddenly burst out from the south. Wen Jie was startled, opened his eyes, and his figure disappeared in place.

Wuji Gate, Murong Bo's face was solemn, and the other six elders in the gate were stepping on the Demon Suppression Sword Formation, and they were staring closely at the rockery in the backyard. Wisps of demonic energy were slowly rising, converging in the air. Murong Bo, on the other hand, was ready to strike at any time.

Wen Zhuo appeared near the rockery and looked at Murong Bo: "What's the matter, why are you still suppressing the big demon?"

Seeing Wen Jie coming, Murong Bo's expression relaxed slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "This big demon has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and I was just ordered by the previous sect master to take custody, but I didn't expect it to break through the seal in advance." Although he said that he didn't expect it, he didn't look surprised at all, and he was completely ready to face it.

Frowning slightly, Wen Jie disappeared into thin air and came to the bottom of the rockery. The first thing I saw was the tail of a pale golden python, and the scales of the armor shone with a cold light. His eyes followed, but he saw a person wearing a gorgeous white Hanfu. Her snow-white silver hair was casually draped, moist and smooth. Some pale faces, with no expression. His lips were pursed, and a pair of fiery red eyes looked at Wen Jie quietly. The slender eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, and there is a faint golden eyeshadow at the end of the eyes, with the unique charm of the demon clan, this is a beautiful man who is not feminine. The man's hands were tightly chained by thick chains covered with yellow talismans, and he sat halfway on the cold stone platform.

After looking at it for a while, the man said lightly: "You're not here to kill me." "Not an inquiry, but a firm tone. The light and warm voice is very beautiful.

"Why don't you resent it?" Looking at the snake demon, Wen Jie replied with some curiosity.

The man smiled bitterly: "I was simply pressed here by her voluntarily, why should I be resentful." It's just, since the time has come, I should leave too, right?" said that, with a simple shock of his arms, the chains with thick arms shattered and scattered all over the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust that was immediately suppressed by the demonic power, and everything returned to peace. Xuebai said that the brocade robe is dusty, and it can be seen that men love to be clean.

Wen Jie smiled, this is another guy with a story. Since there is no danger, Wen Jie doesn't bother to inquire about other people's private affairs: "I don't mean anything else, you don't have cholera in the world, of course I won't care about you, what are your plans in the future, go back to the demon world?"

Of course, the man heard the meaning of Wen Jie's words, and smiled faintly: "The demon world can't go back, the six realms are so big, there is indeed no place for me to stand on a cold and rainy night." Perhaps, it's not bad to stay here. Standing up slightly, the long snake tail turned into feet, buried by gorgeous clothing, and his whole person revealed a sense of independent dust. A faint sentimentality is inadvertently revealed, which makes people feel distressed.

The cold and rainy night at this time actually reminded Wen Jie of Leng Zhili, perhaps, they are all all the way. After thinking about it, Wen Jie smiled: "Otherwise, you should go to my place first! I have a friend who is very close to you." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" This god actually wants to bring a demon clan home, Han Yu Ye is a little confused, what is his intention? Don't blame Han Yu Ye for beware of Wen Jie, he is a god, every minute and every second his existence. Although it looks a little weak now, it is better for a skinny camel to be bigger than a horse.

Wen Jie also knew that he was abrupt, and smiled: "I'm like this, I'm familiar, hehe, you will understand later." As he spoke, he immediately called Xinyu and Leng Yue'er with his mind.

It didn't take long for the two beauties to be in place. Xinyu smiled faintly at the cold and rainy night, indicating that it was good. (It's the same demon clan, so it naturally feels cordial.) Leng Yue'er was indeed different, directly ignoring the cold and rainy night, and stepped forward to hold Wen Jie's hand and used his little face to affectionately scrub Wen Jie's arm: "Brother Wen Jie, I miss you all the time." "Spoiling is an indispensable lesson for her now, Leng Yuli can't stand it anymore, and Leng Yue'er has simply changed a person. Well, a girl in love cannot be judged by the logic of normal thinking.

Wen Jie smiled a little helplessly: "My girlfriend, I love to be coquettish, don't mind Brother Han." She's Xinyu, you should know her identity, I don't need to say more. Now, I think you should know what kind of person I am!" Wen Jie was just telling him the fact that I only look at my character, regardless of my identity or race.

Of course, Han Yuye understood Wen Jie's intentions, so he smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to Xinyu to express his friendliness. Xinyu also generously shook hands with the cold rainy night: "Hello, my name is Hu Xinyu." "Please take care of the cold night rain. The light tone is warm and elegant, which makes people feel comfortable listening to it.

Xinyu nodded, and said with a faint smile: "Let's take care of each other!" Sure enough, they are of the same clan, that is, they are close.

Han Yuye smiled lightly at Wen Jie: "You are really different from other gods, I trust you." "Just a contact, you will trust each other, and sure enough, women in the world of men can't understand it.

Listening to the words of the cold and rainy night, Wen Jie smiled: "Let's go, take you to see my other brother." As he spoke, he patted the shoulder of the cold and rainy night and took the lead to walk out.

When they came outside, the six elders were all stunned, and they looked at the four people who emerged from the rockery out of thin air with wary expressions. Murong Bo was a little better, although he was a little surprised, but when he saw the big demon standing quietly behind Wen Jie, his heart was relaxed. I thought there would be a shopping struggle, but it seems that it was resolved by Wen Jie so casually.

put away his offensive and walked in front of Wen Jie in a few steps: "Wen Jie, what's the matter?" As he spoke, Murong Bo's gaze had already swept over the cold and rainy night, and he saw him expressionless, and he stood there quietly before he could ask a question.

Wen Jie smiled and patted Han Yuye's shoulder: "It's nothing, it's just another brother, he is already his own person." As he spoke, he also pushed the cold rainy night forward: "Brother Han, he is Murong Bo, and he is also my brother." ”

Han Yuye raised his head and looked at Murong Bo squarely, a pair of fiery red eyes suddenly radiated a fine light: "Descendants of Frost, how can I thank you for your love over the past few hundred years?" A faint, indeed hateful tone slowly overflowed, making Murong Bo feel cold all around, and the guard he had just let down instantly lifted and escalated at the speed of light.

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