The 167th robbery son
January 30, 2017. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThis is an important day that deserves to be celebrated and recorded in history. Because on this day, Yang Yan finally had his child.
Yang Yan sat on the ground, holding the ground with one hand, and looked up at the sky at a 45° angle. The face is a melancholy that cannot be dissolved, and there are vicissitudes in the eyes.
"Hum, hum, daddy, daddy......"
The cute red pig wanted to pounce into Yang Yan's arms, but Yang Yan, who was full of disgust, put his hand against his head. With his eyes closed, he shook his little head and kept arching Yang Yan's hand. It makes Yang Yan's palm tickle.
"Don't arch, Lao Tzu is not a cabbage......"
Yang Yan looked at the little pig who kept coquettishly begging for caresses, and wanted to cry without tears. Looking up at the sky speechlessly, I didn't expect that my Yang Yan's first child turned out to be a pig!
Not only that, but labor and management are also arched by pigs today!
Looking down at the little pig, Yang Yan was about to cry. What kind of thing is this! Even if you don't give me a blood dragon and a blood phoenix or something, you can have a decent one! What a big eagle, what a wolf, a tiger, a leopard, a bear! What do you mean by making a pig?
Oh my God...... Are you insinuating something?
When the battle was interrupted, everyone came to their senses. No one wants to make unnecessary sacrifices. All the surviving soldiers and Adepts have dispersed and fled.
So at this moment, there are only two living people left on the roof. The two sat opposite each other on the bone-covered ground, silent.
The Immortal Emperor didn't know what to say, and he had to stay. Because of the kidnapping that occurred against Yang Yan this time, if he can't be forgiven, or rather, he can't satisfy Yang Yan. Then some of the top leaders in China will be in danger.
Yang Yan is not a good-tempered person. He is not ambiguous when it is time to do it, and he always kills people with bad intentions. Never soft-hearted.
No matter how dirty and shameless the high-ranking people are, if they really die, it will definitely be an earthquake for Huaguo! Maybe the whole of Huaguo will drop a notch!
So even though facing Yang Yan made him very uncomfortable, he still stayed without hesitation.
However, Yang Yan was in no mood to pay attention to these things. All his attention was now on the pig in front of him.
"Humph, Dad, hug ......"
Yang Yan explained seriously: "I'm not your father! Your father is in another world!
Yang Yan remembered the Blood Demon, that is your father!
But the little pig didn't listen, arched Yang Yan vigorously, kept drilling into his arms, and hummed and called Dad.
If it's a girl here, maybe you'll be captured by its cuteness. It's a pity that Yang Yan is a man, a pure man who doesn't understand the amorous style, and he doesn't contain sugar.
The Immortal Emperor sat cross-legged opposite Yang Yan, and when he saw Yang Yan ignoring him, he coughed dryly and said, "Mr. Yang Yan, can we talk about compensation?"
Yang Yan was expressionless and glanced at the Emperor of the Underworld. This glance made Emperor Hades' heart beat wildly, worried that Yang Yan would not accept the compensation, and insisted on killing the high-level of the Huaguo.
"Mr. Yang Yan, this matter is our mistake, I hope there is still a chance to make amends. You can let this matter go over like this, don't worry about it. ”
Yang Yan listened to the words of the Emperor of the Underworld, and he didn't pay attention to it, and was drilled into his arms by the little pig. Immediately, his expression became hideous. Because the little pig had smeared his saliva on his clothes.
Seeing the change in Yang Yan's expression, the Immortal Emperor was suddenly a little anxious. Hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang Yan, don't worry, this will never happen again in the future! We will compensate you enough things, such as money?"
Emperor Hades really doesn't know what else he likes besides Qian Yangyan.
Yang Yan scolded, "I'll go!"
The corners of the Emperor's mouth twitched, full of sadness, I recruited you to provoke you? If there is anything you have to say, you can't have a good chat? Why do you want to curse people? Can you be civilized?
But in fact, Yang Yan didn't talk to him. This sentence was addressed to the little pig in his arms, because the little pig brought the pig's mouth to his chest.
Yang Yan was full of black lines on his head and pushed the little pig away. If you want to eat milk and wait to go home, there is a big one for you to eat......
After thinking about it, Yang Yan suddenly became angry! Damn! Labor and management didn't even eat! Why do you eat!
The Immortal Emperor clenched his fist with one hand and put it to his mouth and coughed a few times to indicate his presence.
Yang Yan was impatient, cough your sister, cough! Can't stop for a while? Don't you see that we are settling a family dispute? Then he took out his mobile phone casually, clicked, and took a picture of the so-called Emperor of the Underworld.
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"Old man of the Blood Demon, you are so kind and have given me a wisp of soul, although I don't know what to do. But the courtesy is still exchanged, this person spoils you to play! You're welcome! But don't play to death!"
On the immortal cultivation plane, the dumbfounded Emperor looked at the suddenly changing scenery in front of him. The freshness of the air is scented with flowers, and the sky blue is like a canvas, with white clouds.
It seems that there is something invisible that is changing one's physique, why do you feel that the true qi in your body is running a lot faster?
Syllable!
The Immortal Emperor reached out and gave himself a mouthful, grinning in pain. It's not fake, it's true!
Crossed??
Countless thoughts flashed through the Emperor's mind, and they all denied it all, and the labor and management were not electrocuted and did not fall from the building, and they were neither hit by a car nor knocked by a brick.
Thread through the yarn......
But...... So where is this Nima?
This bird is so big, it's still blood-red, how does it look like it's similar to Yang Yan's pig, he won't call me Dad, right......
Hey...... This bird is smiling so obscenely, but why is it staring at me?
......
Sending the Emperor of the Underworld to the Immortal Cultivation Plane, Yang Yan had to concentrate on dealing with the tirelessness again, and bumped into the little pig in his arms with joy.
The sports car kept an eye on this place all the time, and when the battle was over, he saw the Emperor disappear. Only then did he settle down, and he flew back.
"It's really cheap, that naked running man!"
The sports car spoke in a resentful tone, and a pair of car lights flashed brightly, staring at a pair of dry bones on the ground. It was the mark of a hooked nose that had been sucked dry.
Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, pulled away the little pig that was humming, and stood up. Stunned, he asked, "What about the two of you?"
Sports car: "...... No...... I know. ”
The atmosphere fell silent.
Somewhere in the capital, the intricate alleys turn around and turn out, and a labyrinth turns out. And at the center of this labyrinth is a small quadrangle.
Old man Lin sat on a wooden chair with a fiery red fox fur pad underneath his buttocks. There is a cup of tea on the stone table in front of him, and the tea is full of heat, wrapped in the fragrance of tea.
Lin Tiannan sat next to Old Man Lin, lowered his head, and drank tea in small sips.
Opposite Old Man Lin, the middle-aged man sat quietly. Although there are some white marks on his hair, he does not look old, and he has a little more Sven temperament.
He drank his tea slowly, and every sip revealed elegance.
Old man Lin didn't touch the teacup in front of him, his eyes were firmly fixed on the middle-aged man who was not shocked, and said: "You are wrong! You should not meddle in this matter! You should take care of what you should manage, there are some things that you can't get involved in."
The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said with a light smile: "Why don't seniors drink tea?"
Old man Lin suppressed his anger and said, "You juniors, do you think you are very powerful?
The middle-aged man pondered, and then said in an affirmative tone: "Indeed, I didn't have this confidence before, but after I saw the weapons in the arsenal, I realized that we were so powerful." ”
Old Man Lin slapped the table and said angrily, "Do you know what the consequences of doing this are?" )