War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Feeling the undisguised gaze of the Jinyi Youth, Feng Tian dance with a smile on the pretty face, instantly covered with a layer of frost.

She is so beautiful as a pair of jade, and she is beating an anger.

"This young lady's book.fhu, I will see you as soon as possible, how about going with me for a cup of tea?"

The young people of Jinyi looked at the Fengtian dance with impunity. The Fengtian dance was almost perfect, which made his greed even worse. He didn’t get the spot on the spot.

"As for the three of you around you...you, help the young master to entertain these three guests, don't be slow, know?"

The young Jinyi said and looked at the servant around him.

"Yes, young master."

The servant seems to be accustomed to this. After a sigh of relief, he immediately leaned forward and looked at Duan Lingtian, Feng Wudao and the empty old man. He said faintly: "Three, come with me."

"Roll!"

At this moment, the Fengtian dance covered with a layer of cold light on the pretty face finally opened, and the sound was cold, as if the surrounding air was cold.

The servant who was so arrogant could not help but sigh.

And the brocade youth is glaring, can't help but smile: "I haven't met such a woman who has tasted for a long time... This lady is a book. I really like you more and more. Now."

"Let you roll, didn't you hear?"

When the air around the body of Fengtian dance swiftly swayed, and the body was ready to go out, Duan Lingtian stepped forward and gently grasped the hand of Feng Tianwu, calming her anger and lazily said.

"Kid, I am talking to this lady, the book of the book. Fhu, what is your mouth? If you don’t look at the face of this lady, you believe it, I will let you say no more. Speaking?"

The young man in Jinyi’s face sank and stared at Duan Lingtian with a sly look. There was no threat in the speech.

"Hey!"

The clay man still has a three-point fire. Faced with the repeated provocations and entanglements of the Jinyi youth, Duan Lingtian’s face sank, stepping forward and making a free punch.

Fist out and hit the air.

In an instant, the air flow between the air is squeezed, and the terrible air waves roll up and roll forward.

Hey!

The harsh sound of the blast sounded, and the high-headed horses of the Jinyi youths did not move. In contrast, the Jinyi youth, the whole person was bombarded for more than ten meters, and fell heavily on the ground, and fell a dog to eat.

The passers-by around, I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this scene.

Wolfing the young people of the brocade, 'Wow Wow' screams, after hearing the laughter of the passers-by around, he looks at Duan Lingtian, his face is gloomy, "You dare to move me... no matter who you are, you are dead." Ok!"

And the servant, nowadays, his face has changed greatly, and he rushed to the Jinyi Youth. "Young Master, are you okay?"

"Let's go."

Dong Lingtian is like a okay person, smiling and talking to Feng Tianwu.

Feng Tianwu nodded, but did not put the threat of the young man in the eyes, in this small kingdom, has not threatened her existence.

Dong Lingtian four people continue to walk inside the inner city.

As for the destination, it is the private house in Duan Lingcheng.

About half an hour.

"It's him! Cousin, that is, he hurt me!"

The voice of madness is coming from behind the four people of Ling Tian.

The young Jinhua, who had suffered a loss under Duan Lingtian, chased him up. On the other high horse next to him, he sat in another 30-year-old Chinese youth.

Huafu youths are cold and faceless, and they don’t like anger, which invisibly gives people a sense of oppression.

Behind him, he followed an old man who was old and thin. The old man’s face was waveless, and behind the young man in Huafu was like a shadow.

In the twinkling of an eye, two young people, an old man, were stopped in front of Duan Lingtian’s four people and stopped the next four people.

At this time, many passersby stopped to watch.

"is the three young masters of the Su family!"

Many people recognized the Chinese youth.

Three young masters of the Su family?

Dong Lingtian’s calm eyes fell on the young man of Huafu. On the corner of his mouth, I don’t know when it’s a smear of curvature, full of coldness.

He did not expect that the Jinyi youth he had just learned was still connected with the Su family.

Now, the passers-by who saw the spectator recognized the youth of the Chinese costume, and the face of the young man in Jinyi was full of pride. Sitting on the big head and the big head, he looked at Duan Lingtian. "You kid, dare to move me, today you are dead. !"

Speaking of this, the Jinyi youth looked at the Fengtian dance next to Duan Lingtian, and the words turned. "Of course, if she is willing to be my third room, I don't mind letting you take a life, only abolish you." Just repair it!"

"Looking for death!"

Feng Tianwu’s eyes are cold, and he wants to directly shoot and completely obliterate this nasty Jinyi youth.

Just, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of her, so that she did not shoot for the time being.

"Only abandon me to repair?"

Stepping forward, standing in front of Fengtian Dance, Duan Lingtian looked at the purple youth in front of him with a sneer, and a sneer smiled at the corner of his mouth. "So, is this still yours?"

"That is natural!"

Jinyi youth does not seem to realize the advent of the crisis, and proudly raises his head. "If there is no her, I will break you down and throw it out to feed the dog!"

"I hope that your Su family will give me a satisfactory explanation... Otherwise, I can only go to the door to find Su Boji."

Dong Lingtian heard the words of Jinyi Youth, and his sneer was even worse. His gaze suddenly shifted and fell on the horse and the old man behind another Chinese costume.

And the old man, when he saw Duan Lingtian, couldn’t help but wipe his eyes and seemed to want to confirm whether he was blind.

In a blink of an eye, Duan Lingtian suddenly came out with a sentence, plus Duan Lingtian looked at him, he completely confirmed it.

"Really it!"

The old man trembled in his heart.

This purple youth, who had seen him many years ago, was once behind him behind their Su's family chief, Subo.

Just, compared with the same year, the face of the purple youth is a little younger and more vicissitudes, giving a mature and stable feeling.

Because of this, he did not confirm the identity of the other party at the first time.

Now, the other person suddenly pops up such a sentence and looks at him. He knows that the other person remembers him and recognizes him.

"Who are you? Directly calling my father's name."

Huafu youth frowned, looking at Duan Lingtian, Shen Sheng asked.

"Three Young Masters."

At this time, the old man behind the Chinese costume youth was anxious, and he hurriedly said: "He...he is the leader."

"Section leader? Which segment leader?"

Huafu youth frowned.

"Jin Yiwei."

The old man took a deep breath and slowly said the three words.

Jin Yiwei!

Segmentation?

When the Chinese youth heard the word 'Jin Yiwei', he couldn't help but jump. When he linked Jin Yiwei to the 'section leader', his face changed completely.

It is him!

It turned out to be him!

Didn't he just leave four years ago? How come back?

Although he did not see the person in front of him, but the name of the person in front of him, he is as good as the ear.

Even, even if the person in front of him kills him in the street, his family does not dare to retaliate.

Even his father, the Su family clan, did not dare to avenge.

What a joke!

In front of the people, in addition to a voluptuous martial arts talent, and an incredible background, it is also a disciple of the powerful Zongmen of the Qinglin Emperor.

"Kid, how dare you call my father's name, find death!"

Suddenly, a sigh of sighs and screams, and the face of Huafu Youth changed greatly.

Call!

Almost at the moment when the youthful voice of Jinyi was just around the corner, the young Chinese costume had already slapped the past, and ‘啪’ left a red seal on the face of Jinyi Youth.

The young people in Jinyi are stunned.

The onlookers are also stunned.

Where did this happen?

And Feng Tianwu, Feng Wudao and Kong Lao, were also shocked by the scene.

"Cousin, you...you got the wrong person. It’s him...he is calling his father..."

The young people in Jinyi shook a little stunned head and looked at the youth in Huafu.

Hey!

Just, he hasn’t finished talking yet, and he slaps again.

"Cousin..."

The Jinyi youth was somewhat awake at this time, realizing that he might be in trouble. He had not had time to ask for it, but he was thrown up by the young eagle of the Chinese costume and caught the chicken. He left the horse.

After that, the young Chinese costumes followed the fall of the horse.

"Your Majesty!"

When the wolverines fell on the ground, the youth of the Jinyi should stand up. The youth of the Chinese costumes were cold and kicked out, and the young people of Jinyi were tripped at the foot of Duan Lingtian.

"Cousin, I..."

The young man's face fell to the ground and fell to the ground. He turned his head and seemed to want to ask again.

Hey!

It was another slap in the face, and he was turned into a pig's head. "Your Majesty!!"

This time, the Jinyi youth was completely awakened, realizing that he might have really fallen into a terrible disaster. Although he was unwilling, he still honestly collapsed.

It’s just a matter of grievances in the Jinyi youth, not knowing what happened.

He saw it awkwardly.

His cousin, the three young masters of the Su family, the heirs of the next generation of the Su family, actually owed him in front of the purple youth who had just said that he would smash his corpse.

"Segmentation."

After the Chinese youth was owed, Gong Sheng gave a speech to Duan Lingtian.

Segmentation?

When I heard the young people of Huafu, the young people of Jinyi stunned and couldn’t help but whispered: "Cousin, you admit the wrong person..."

In his view, the Akasaka Kingdom has such a young command.

Hey!

It’s a slap in the face, and the young people in Jinyi are dazzled.

"You talk more, I will tear your mouth!"

The voice of the young Chinese costume came, scared the body of the young stunned body, and closed his mouth honestly, but his heart was full of horror. "Who is this guy? Why are the cousins ​​afraid of him?"

"Are you the son of Suber?"

Duan Lingtian faintly looked at the young Chinese costumes