The old man of the night dodged and blocked the sight of the annoying stinky boy looking at his little granddaughter. Don't forget to take a provocative look at Jun Langya. Jun Langya was originally not happy to be pulled here to confront people, but when she saw her little daughter-in-law happily eating the gifts she bought, she felt very happy, and she wanted to take a few more looks, but she was blocked by the little daughter-in-law's stinky grandfather, and Jun Langya was also a little angry. The crowd of onlookers stared blankly at the old man and the young man in the night, staring at each other and refusing to give in to each other.

When Prime Minister Liu Cheng saw that no one in the night family paid attention to him, he lost face, and he was even more angry! Knowing that this man was unwilling to enter the Liu family because of the waste of Night Dusk Han, he swept his palm and grabbed Ye Duhan, wanting to punish one or two.

Jun Langya and the old man found out that someone wanted to attack the night twilight, and instantly their spiritual power exploded and slapped at Prime Minister Liu Cheng who made a move.

"Presumptuous!"

"Liu Zhengyang, you are looking for death!"

Two angry voices exploded in Liu Zhengyang's mind at the same time, making Liu Zhengyang, who was originally angry, immediately sober up, he actually attacked his most beloved granddaughter in front of Ye Zhengqing, the peak of the Spirit Saint, not counting that there was a young man next to him who couldn't see his cultivation. But it was too late to regret it, Liu Zhengyang's hand was forced back by two huge spiritual powers, and slapped himself fiercely, and in the next second, he spat blood and smashed two bowl-thick trees, rolling to the ground, unconscious.

"Father!" Liu Qingyan screamed and flew over, but Liu Zhengyang had already fainted in pain and couldn't hear it.

The old man snorted coldly, holding Ye Duhan with one hand and Ye Xingyao with the other, and left without looking back, Jun Langya also followed behind his little daughter-in-law, the angry old man of the night walked faster and faster, and Ye Xingyao had to trot to keep up. Night Twilight felt sorry for Xingyao, and deliberately walked slowly, and the old man could only slow down.

Entering the inner room, the grandmother took Xingyao and took the meal, and the old man sat beside his little granddaughter early to separate Jun Langya. Otherwise, this stinky boy has the slightest opportunity. Jun Langya had no choice but to endure it for the time being, and silently thought in her heart: "The grandfather of the little daughter-in-law, you can't fight!" The grandfather of the little daughter-in-law, you can't fight! Night Dusk Han looked at the cheerful brother who was eating, and Ruyu's face also had a little more happy smile. He also used a handkerchief to wipe the rice grains that his brother accidentally stuck to the corners of his mouth. The vinegar jar in Jun Langya's heart turned over a few more, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand smashed the poor piece of fish meat in the bowl fiercely, oh, no, it's already fish puree! Night Dusk served a bowl of ginseng chicken soup for his grandfather and grandmother. The old man's happy mouth was about to burn behind his ears, and he savored the ginseng chicken soup in front of Jun Langya, a stinky boy, as if he were tasting a peerless delicacy. Looking at Jun Langya's murderous eyes, not to mention how proud he was.

Jun Langya's thought of killing this stinky old man couldn't be suppressed, and the bamboo chopsticks couldn't bear the "creaking" sound. When the night twilight heard the voice, he looked at Jun Langya on the side, Jun Langya, who was still murderous in the last second, immediately became pitiful, and glanced at the old man who was still "tasting" the chicken soup, and looked at the little daughter-in-law. The meaning is very obvious. Night Dusk Han watched the originally cold and arrogant people become so pitiful, the huge contrast made people cry and laugh, and Bian also served a bowl of ginseng chicken soup for Jun Langya and gave it to Jun Langya. Suddenly, Jun Langya's eyes burst out like "ten thousand rays of light", and he carefully took the ginseng chicken soup that his little daughter-in-law scooped for himself with both hands, and tasted it gently, no wonder the stinky old man drank it so fragrantly, and Jun Langya slowly tasted it.