Money-making son, black-bellied mother

"Jun Tianjue, I will answer your questions right now. I am Shen Feiyang, the one who was framed by Jun Tianao and Shen Ba. It's just that God has the eyes to let me escape from death. It's been six years. We should settle our grievances and grievances properly." As Shen Feiyang said, he had already walked in front of Mr. Beiming.

"Grandpa!"

"Sit down!" The old man waved his hand, Feiyang sat on a chair beside him, and looked at the stunned Jun Tianjue with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"How is it possible? How could you be Shen Feiyang." Jun Tianjue looked at Feiyang in disbelief, but he still couldn't convince himself.

"Hehe!" Feiyang smiled coldly, "Jun Tianjue has a word called phoenix nirvana, Shen Feiyang is destined to be nirvana as a phoenix, it's just that your eyes are covered with shit, and you can't see what a real genius is."

"Mother, don't talk nonsense with him and grab him and throw him into the space." Shen Xiaobai's hatred grew even stronger when she thought of what these people did to her mother, which caused her mother to suffer inhuman pain until the day of the full moon up.

"What? Mother? Aren't you siblings?"

"Yes, he is my mother, and only an excellent woman like my mother can give birth to such a smart son as me." Shen Xiaobai said proudly.

Jun Tianjue's brain seemed to explode. There were too many incredible things in this short night.

"He is a son, so who is his father?" Jun Tianjue looked up at Shen Feiyang.

"Who is my father is not a matter of your concern, you should worry about your own fate!" Shen Xiaobai attacked quickly, this time Jun Tianjue did not let him succeed in the sneak attack, and directly slapped him.

Fei Yang's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to separate the surrounding people with fighting spirit.

There was a loud bang, and two big holes were shaken out of the roof of the entire hall, and the tiles fell apart in an instant. Fortunately, Feiyang used his true energy to protect everyone, so they were not hurt.

"Stinky boy, accept the move!" Jun Tianjue's brain was full of anger, and he didn't know why?Perhaps it was because he heard that this boy was not the woman's younger brother but his son at all, and his heart twitched instantly.

Another point is that this woman is actually the eldest brother's destined fiancée. He is very irritable, very irritable, and he needs to vent.

Shen Xiaobai was a beginner martial sage, and Jun Tianjue was an intermediate martial sage, and soon the two of them fought together, and it was obvious that Shen Xiaobai was struggling.

"Feiyang! It's better to stop them quickly, Xiaobai is a little bit powerless." Old man Beiming was worried about his great-grandson.

"Grandpa, Shen Xiaobai needs practice. Let them practice since they have the opportunity. Cousin Qinglian, you should also watch carefully. Every move of the king is taught by a famous teacher!"

As soon as Feiyang said these words, old man Beiming's cloudy eyes flashed, Beiming Yichen looked at Feiyang, and his eyes were tightly locked on Jun Tianjue.

Only then did he realize that Jun Tianjue's moves were very weird, and the moves were dangerous but just right, so he kept every move of Jun Tianjue in his heart one by one.

The two of them started to fight from the lobby, and then they felt that there was not enough space to go to the yard, so everyone followed them into the yard.

Two figures, one big and one small, flew up and down the courtyard for a full hour.

Shen Xiaobai jumped out suddenly, "Master is tired, stop beating!"

Jun Tianjue didn't want to let Shen Xiaobai go at all, "Stinky boy, if you say you don't want to fight, you won't fight, I haven't beaten enough yet!"

Shen Xiaobai's eyes flashed, "Beiming Yichen, the lord didn't hit enough. You can fight with him for a while."

Beiming Yichen's deep eyes flashed, and he quickly stood in front of Jun Tianjue, "Your Highness has offended you."

The two stood together in an instant, two quick battles for fifty rounds, Beiming Yichen's peak Martial King, and Jun Tianao were not at the same level at all, and they would die soon.

Shen Xiaobai straightened his figure, "Beiming Yichen, you have given way to the young master to rest enough."

"Stinky boy, wheel war, you are despicable!"

The corner of Shen Xiaobai's mouth twitched into a cold smile, "Compared to your despicableness, it's nothing but nothing."

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