Chapter 1788: Home challenge
Ling Han and the Queen went out, only to see a lot of strangers on the battleship, but all of them are fascinating, with amazing gas fields.
The pride of the great teachers and families!
Definitely all kings, one by one in the momentum is not weak Fu Gaoyun, invincible confidence.
"... Fu Gaoyun, I heard that you have a man who has repaired an ancient merit for the soft fairy. I have a follower who expresses dissatisfaction and wants to consult with your men." I heard only one young man said.
Ling Han recognized him, it was the first one in a few days to jump out and say that he wanted to see the soft enchantress Qian Zhaotian.
This name is not good!
Ling Han didn't like this person subconsciously. Now, when he heard the other person's words, he couldn't help but feel more angry.
Fu Gaoyun put his hand on the road and said: "Ling Han is my brother, not my men!" He corrected it.
"Oh!" Everyone is unbelieving. If they are kings and heirs like them, they have to make friends. They have to be worthy of their identity. According to other people in Fu, Ling Han is only a small person in the Fu’s affiliated forces. .
"Gao Yun, since everyone wants to see the cold, it is better to ask him to come out." One person turned to Fu Gaoyun.
He is Fu Cai, naturally Fu family, but belongs to Fu Xiuping, before Fu Xiuping has not had a problem, but at this time suddenly bright sword.
Whether it is Fu Xiuping or Fu Bingbing, of course, I can't wait for Ling Han to disappear immediately, so that the four heirs can return to the previous balance. At least no one has the confidence to win. Before the current owner decides to abdicate, he can still compete.
Fu Cai is the leader of Fu Xiuping's trip to the mysterious secret of the dragon. The repair of the four peaks has been honed for several billion years in this realm. The combat power is terrible and will never be weaker than any similar order. The king may even surpass.
No way, can not be promoted into the soul, then you can only strive to improve the combat power on the basis of the original, anyway, the life is unlimited, how can it be improved.
Fu Gaoyun's face is ugly. These outsiders are already annoyed with his head. You, yourself, not only do not help yourself to solve problems, but actually add fuel to the fire. This is too damn.
He really wants to slap each other.
"Oh, who wants to learn from me?" Ling Han strode past, talking about the battle, who is he afraid of?
"Ling Han?" The eyes of everyone are condensed.
They all heard about the day's things, it is estimated that the soft demon woman deliberately released, otherwise they do not say, Ling Han and Fu Gaoyun will not talk loudly everywhere, how can these people stare at Ling Han?
This demon girl, will be enemies!
Do you really want to accept her, spanking every day?
Ling Han could not help but think of this scene in his mind, actually a little excited.
In his heart, although the glamour of the soft enchantress was suppressed on the same day, it was not the display of the nine-turned body, but it was still cultivated in the day after tomorrow, and it still left a deep memory in his mind.
It is a fairy, affecting him subtly.
Ling Han proudly stood up and said: "Yes, you are lining up to see me, for Mao?"
Line up to see you?
Everyone is not angry, who are they? Which one is not the contemporary king, the Son of San, the heir? Not to mention that it is Ling Han, that is, Fu Gaoyun is not qualified enough to let them line up to see.
"It's a madman!" Someone sneered.
"Need a lesson."
"Let's play!"
These people are all asking to send their men to discuss with Ling Han. Of course, they can't go out in person. This identity is there, and you have to be reserved.
"Hey, here is the battleship of my Fu family. Is it yours to let you go?" Fu Gaoyun is dissatisfied with the authenticity. Is it really his decoration?
"Oh, what are you talking about?" Fu Cai laughed.
"Yes!" There are two Fu family members, which is the leader of Fu Tonghai and Fu Bingbing.
Three to one, even if Fu Gaoyun is the family heir is against the invalid.
Ling Han laughed and said: "I want to learn from me, but I never take it. In this case, gambling on the gold, if you can't get it, give it to me. The poor ghosts will not accompany you."
It is rare to have a good chance of good fortune. These fat pigs do not slaughter and do not slaughter.
Qian Zhaotian and others will certainly not be embarrassed, although they are not personally shot, but they have family members and people who have carefully cultivated them. I don’t know how many years have stayed at Siyifeng, and they have to fight against them. of!
Is this still going to be cold?
"Then go into the Xuan Yutai battle." A young man throws a small box, the landing is long, but only the size of the board, like a platform.
This is the platform, refining and refining by the strong, forming a space artifact, can fight inside, it is the battle of the dust level can not overflow, can be said to be the best place to learn.
"Then I will be ugly first." Qian Zhaotian smiled coldly and turned back. "The original grandfather, please."
Behind him, a middle-aged man nodded and his face was cold.
His name is Qian Zhaoyuan. It is the elders who did not know how many generations of Qian Zhaotian. They have already achieved four miles long before, but they have not broken through the souls for more than one billion years, but at the level of the dust, he In the top three of Zhao Jiake, even Qian Zhaotian is not his opponent.
At least before Qian Zhaotian reached the peak of the four peaks.
Qian Zhao’s body shape jumped into the “board”, and as he approached the board, his figure was constantly shrinking. When he fell on the board, it was reduced by tens of thousands of times, and it was like an ant on the board.
"Ling Han, it's up to you!" Qian Zhaotian looked at Ling Han, he was very upset. At that time, he was the first to propose to see the soft demon girl, and the soft demon woman would propose to use the incomplete method to test it. Who knows, but Ling Han and Fu Gaoyun were able to meet with the soft demon girl.
Ling Hanhehe: "Bet?"
“Hey!” Qian Zhaotian took a handful, and a few pieces of Zhunxianjin were thrown into the board, which turned into infinity.
Ling Han did not move, but said: "Is there any need to challenge me? Some have to make a bet, otherwise, I will not accept it! And, if you make a note, you can't take it back!"
"Have you passed the first level?" Bei Yuxiong said.
"This doesn't require you to worry about it. Even if I am beaten to death, I will still pick up the second and third games." Ling Han said deliberately, otherwise he was known to be strong, then he still has a bet to earn?
Suddenly, a few people who watched the cold and unhappy have lost the quasi-sin.
Ling Han Zhan Yan Xiao, Zhun Xianjin must be built with at least two top-level **** irons, and this amount can not be less, otherwise how can the strength meet the requirements of "quasi-gold"?
Therefore, a piece of quasi-sin gold can be at least a thousand copies of the same volume of God iron!
"Is there still anyone? Is there anyone else?" He shook his head and tried to earn enough.
It is a pity that no one cares for him any more. He feels that he has been killed almost four or five times. There is no need to waste time on him. (To be continued.)