The night deepened and deepened, and gradually the silver moon faded and the sun rose in the east.

instructed Wang Laohan to be busy for a night, and all kinds of requests were pressed down, almost not letting his father stimulate Wang Li, who was directly bald, was sleeping peacefully in his room at this time.

Should I say it or not, Wang Li is so at ease, and he has no drama and no lungs, he has no self at all, this is a forced to spoil the world line of the Han Federation from "martial arts, fantasy, and multiple streams" to the "Saint Seiya world line", and then within a day, he kicked the world to the "Iron God Soldier World Line" psychological pressure.

Oh, there was one thing that Wang almost forgot. The "Saint Seiya Diverse World Line" and the "Iron God Warrior World Line", in essence, should belong to the same high-dimensional multiple world cluster.

As for the protagonist of the "Iron Soldier" world line, the iron soldier, tsk, how to say it, he is simply the otherworldly isotope of Saint Seiya.

Those two look exactly the same, but at least they are exactly the same.

In that case, there is nothing wrong with that.

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Wang slept more peacefully......

It's a pity that when Wang Li turned his spiritual internal friction into export, his heart was free and complete, chaotic, and underworld, and his will began to sublimate from the subtle and invisible.

The one who was frantically dumped by him with all kinds of spiritual garbage was obviously not happy......

is not blowing or black, from a pure passerby's perspective, at least at this point, his father Wang Zhenjiang does not follow Wang Li at all.

Last night, he only explained a few words to Wang Zhenjiang, and he couldn't settle his father's thoughts, and he completely lost the martial arts practice for nearly half a century, and there was obviously no trace of a breakthrough, but he was still as stable as Lao Gou's state of mind.

Especially when Wang Li's Void Creation created hundreds of sets of "Steel Holy Clothes" made of water drop-level materials on the spot, and then packaged a "different dimensional space" and handed it to him as a small giveaway when he developed his forces, he suddenly destroyed Wang Laohan's already unstable state of mind.

When had he ever seen so many good things!

God is pitiful, the things that Wang Laohan has encountered for most of his life are not as wonderful as these days.

Obviously, four days ago, his family's biggest asset was his own contracted barren mountain and wild ridge farmhouse.

But who wants to be just a blink of an eye, in terms of value alone, maybe the two or three billion people in the entire Han Federation combined, it is estimated that there are few people who can have more belongings than him, the small owner of the farmhouse!

Even if Wang Zhenjiang is just a small owner of a farmhouse, he clearly knows that no matter how many hundreds of steel holy clothes he has in his hand, it is just that side is completely out of the main earth space, but overlaps with the earth at the spatial level, and it is completely a "different dimensional space" like a new foreign world, and its value is enough to compare with the entire province!

No, it should be much more than that!!

Even if you don't count the "different dimensional space", just any one of the hundreds of steel divine weapons is enough to crush more than ninety percent of the heirloom divine weapons of the entire Han Dynasty!

And now, it can be said that every one of them is a "priceless" treasure in the true sense, and it is just a small gift handed over to him by the senior.

In such a casual and inadvertent manner, he showed a shocking and arrogant style, and directly stunned Wang Laohan with a stick.

In recent years, have everyone's benefits been so good after joining an organization?

Not only did he directly send the "Martial God", but he also directly sent the artifact, and finally even the exclusive extradimensional space was ready?

At that moment, Wang Zhenjiang, through his "sixth sense", deeply felt that there was a possibility, probably, maybe, maybe...... The golden thigh-thigh senior in front of him is not a "local" of the Han world?

But even though Wang Zhenjiang had a lot of question marks in his heart, and 10,000 question sentences were blocked from his mouth, he couldn't sleep in his practice hut all night, almost wanting to bald his head.

But this little trivial thing of others does not affect Wang Li's sleep at all.

Ay~

Dad, you are already a "Sixth Sense" Saint Seiya, plus all kinds of miscellaneous abilities, you can be regarded as a "martial god" more or less, and you should have a long heart

Son, it's time for me to put a burden on you!

I, Wang Li, have always been full of hope for my father.

Come on, Comrade Wang, who is never afraid of difficulties! Son, I will be behind you, willing to help you with everything but help, Daddy!

"Brother! Don't go to sleep, come down for breakfast! Sister Green Worm and Sister Yuanzhu have already come, just waiting for you~"

I don't know how long it took, just when Wang Li couldn't help but laugh a few times in her sleep to show her filial piety to Wang Laohan, she heard the milky shouts of her sister Wang Lulu coming from the restaurant downstairs on time.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Suddenly, Wang Li left all the things that happened last night straight behind, opened his eyes and kicked off the quilt, and immediately responded with full vitality.

Then Wang Li suddenly had a spirit, as if he was suddenly startled, and cold sweat suddenly dripped down: "Wait a while, little sister!" You just said that everyone is waiting for me?!! Is it all so early? ”

Washed all the way.

Wang Li, who knew what he would meet, did not have the happy and happy mood of last night, high-spirited and happy in front of his father.

On the contrary, with the same heavy grave-like mood as if he was escorting his father to the battlefield, he stubbornly rubbed in front of his position at the table downstairs in a few steps.

Alas~ people, those who come out to mix always have to pay it back.

There has never been this moment, Wang Li misses his father so much, if he is still here, no matter how he is, he can block a lot of cold arrows for himself!

When I looked up, sure enough, my queen mother, sister Wang Lulu, Sister Qingyi, Brother Yuanzhu, and a pure make-up brother Wang Luo, four women and one man were sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing.

It has to be said that for the average family table, five people are just enough to be seated.

Wang Li blinked, looked at his younger brother Wang Luo, and then looked at himself, and suddenly felt as if he was the one who was extra to make up.

But it doesn't matter, Wang Li is thick-skinned.

Can he care about this little thing?

However, "haha" laughed a few times, and in the eyes of his own mother, who was like looking at a duck, she squeezed into the middle of Huo Qingyu and Li Yuanzhu with a calm expression.

“6！”

Seeing this, Rao was prepared, and he couldn't help but feel a frenzy in his heart.

Brother, you can have such a face, who is it inherited?

At this moment, Wang Luo sat like pins and needles and gently twisted his buttocks, looking at the table of fragrant roast duck in front of him, as well as other breakfasts, he had no appetite at all.

Although the atmosphere before the meal this morning was very lively, the corner of Wang Luo's eyes kept drifting to his brother opposite.

Well, there...... It has been reduced to a battlefield that a small martial artist like him can perceive, as if it is a fierce confrontation in the void.

(End of chapter)