Gods Summoning System

Young master Hua Yi nodded contentedly and covered the treasure chest back.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Chang Xuanyi was still looking at him. He immediately put away his smile and raised his crooked nose, revealing his rebellious nostrils: "Ganlin Niang's! What do you think of your female horse?! I'm in a good mood today. It's rare that I don't want to kill you. You silly Taoist priest, don't you get out of here for me! "

The two old men were forced to come up. They had the intention to teach Chang Xuanyi a lesson.

In their eyes, Yi Guorong's Chang Xuanyi is just a beggar who seems to have no sense of threat.

Chang Xuanyi patted the dust on his body, raised a smile and said, "young master, I found this treasure box first. You snatched it because you didn't agree. You are so arrogant. Don't you really think I am a soft persimmon?"

Hua Yi rubs his nose indifferently: "soft persimmon? Do I really treat you as a soft persimmon? How dare you refuse? "

Chang Xuanyi immediately sighed, disappointed and said, "I didn't expect that old Prime Minister Huangfu's only son is such a shameless dandy. He really gives your Laozi a long face."

Young master Hua Yi was stunned: "do you know me?"

Then he laughed with pride: "yes, after all, my son has a noble family background, and his prestige resounds through xuanhuang mainland.

But... You smelly Taoist don't want to get close to me.

You'd better give up on this treasure chest

"Stupid."

Chang Xuanyi's voice was clearly heard by the silent stone platform.

"To die!" The young master of Hua Yi's face became overcast and pointed at Chang Xuanyi fiercely, "old Fenglei, castrate him for me! I'm going to throw that into the abyss and feed the spirit demon! "

The two old men's eyes suddenly brightened, and the wind and thunder of Shengyuan burst out from them.

On the stone platform, suddenly there was a blue wind sickle, sometimes mixed with rolling thunder.

Li Shi, who was not far away, was attracted by the movement here and flew over the stone platform.

On the stone platform, Feng Lei Er pushes Chang Xuanyi step by step. His eyes are calm. It's obvious that he usually solves the trouble for the young man.

"Poor master inherits one tenth of his family's array accomplishments, and his fighting ability is far less than two elder martial brothers.

But... "Chang Xuanyi's eyes were cold for a moment," just two people at the beginning of Tianyuan realm. Today, I also utter a crazy sentence: "local chicken, tile dog, ear."

Feng Lei's feet suddenly burst, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous seam.

Few of the well-known friars in the southeast of the mainland can see the accomplishments of Feng Lei Er Lao at a glance.

The middle-aged Taoist, who is not good-looking, dares to call them tujiwagou, which is definitely not in their memory list.

For the first time, they carefully observed the breath of changxuanyi, but found that the opposite changxuanyi was like a black hole in the universe. When the divine consciousness scattered to the surface of changxuanyi, it would be swallowed up by him.

"Who is your excellency?"

"It's too late to ask me my identity now?" Chang Xuanyi bared his teeth with a smile, "Fengpo, Leidong, I have heard that your brothers once killed the Dragon shark in the North Sea with the skill of wind and thunder. I have a elder martial brother who has always said frankly that he wants to see it. I'd better let him learn it for him! "

As soon as Feng Lei's face changed, it's still possible to guess if they can see their accomplishments. But now Chang Xuanyi clearly knows their past like the palm of his hand, which has made them feel bad.