Jiayou fun things

Chapter 474

When Hu Ping was yelling, Hu Tianjun wanted to cover his face with his hands, saying that he didn't know Hu Ping!

this son!

Although it is his own son!
After Hu Ping became an adult, after doing so many absurd and violent acts, Hu Tianjun once doubted whether this was his own seed—so, when Hu Ping was still in his mother's belly, he had already checked it once with a secret method. Once again, under the premise of confirming the bloodline inheritance, Hu Tianjun secretly stole Hu Ping's bloodline again, and begged a divine fortune teller to help him verify the parent-child relationship!
Facts have proved that Hu Ping is his own seed!
Hu Tianjun felt aggrieved... He had thrown Hu Ping into the cruelest training camp in the studio several times, and secretly arranged for Hu Ping to go on the most dangerous missions.

Anyway, there are many sons, and it is understandable that one son died in the training camp, or died in a front-line assassination mission.There are so many high-rises in the studio, which high-level family has not had three, five, six or eight children die?

But Hu Ping survived every time!

His cultivation is not very high, he doesn't have many magic weapons, he doesn't have a lot of contacts in the building, and he doesn't have many wings outside. Among Hu Tianjun's sons and daughters, Hu Ping's strength and influence are the worst.

He just survived those damn training camps and dangerous assignments.

And the more he was tossed about, the more surly, tyrannical, distorted, and weird Hu Ping's personality became. In the end, Hu Tianjun didn't even bother to talk to this son, so he completely raised him outside, treating him as a wild animal that had nothing to do with him. Dog, go where you love, die where you love!
This time, Hu Buwei urgently asked for help for his elder son, Hu Tianjun was in such a hurry!

He has been in the position of the landlord for so many years, and his cultivation has also stepped into the half-step heavenly realm in the past few years. According to the inheritance rules of the studio, he should also abdicate and let Hu Buwei take over as the landlord As the position, I am going to enter the group of elders of the photo studio, and since then I have been practicing in seclusion and existing as the background of the photo studio.

Therefore, after receiving a report from his younger brother Hu Tianxiong, Hu Tianjun was in a hurry—his eldest son, second son, and third son were all trapped in the hidden stronghold near Huiyan Forest. If something happened to these three sons...

Well, he still has feelings for his son, especially for a genius son like Hu Buwei who has performed extremely well, Hu Tianjun has a deep father-son affection!

If something happened to Hu Buwei, he would not be able to accept it.

What he couldn't accept even more was that if something happened to Hu Buwei, who he cultivated as his heir, it was very likely that the position of landlord would fall to Hu Tianxiong and the sons of several other brothers!
Whether the next landlord is his own son or his own nephew, the difference is very, very big!

For example, if Hu Tianjun said to the new building owner after he abdicated and joined the elders group, "Find me some cute and lovely maids", if his own son becomes the new building owner, then there will definitely be a large group of beautiful women, all over the country and the city. The cute, gentle and obedient girl who can serve others is brought to you!

If it was a nephew who sat on the throne of the landlord... Hehe, it might not be the kind of person who was sent to him.

Perhaps, he would respectfully give him a large group of big daughter-in-laws who can stand on their fists, run on their arms, and have big arms and round waists to give birth to?It's also a beautiful name-they are good at hard work, quick and capable?
Because of the above reasons, Hu Tianjun was very nervous, personally selected the troops, and followed him to Xijianchi to rescue his precious son.As the owner of the first floor, Hu Tianjun feels that it is not a big problem to easily enter the territory of Jianmen.

He and the contemporary head teacher of Jianmen have been friends since childhood.

Hu Tianjun is even a registered disciple of Jianmen.

When he was a child, he really learned the way of swordsmanship at Jianmen.

He even served as an accompanist for the contemporary headmaster of Jianmen.

Therefore, Hu Tianjun felt that if he came to Jianmen's territory, he would definitely not be welcomed, because the reputation of the studio is not very good.But, he must not be in danger.

One is the friendship between himself and Jianmen is placed here.

One is his reputation as the owner of the photo studio, which is quite deterrent.Even if it is Jianmen, they will definitely not form a deadly feud with the studio for no reason.Hu Tianjun is sure of this point.

The heavens were not open, Hu Tianjun hurried all the way here, but before he found his three precious sons, he bumped into a certain 'king-eight-lamb-son'!
Hu Tianjun's heart hurt slightly, his throat was slightly sweet, his right hand was trembling and itchy, he really wanted to draw his sword, and then poked eighteen transparent holes in Hu Ping's bloody body.

Hu Tianjun, who has always been decisive in killing and attacking, has not yet figured out how to deal with the situation in front of him. Dozens of sword lights suddenly descended, and a group of swordmen disciples surrounded the small sampan more than one foot long.A series of sharp sword intents raged horizontally and horizontally, cutting deep cracks one after another on the water near the sampan.

Pale and miserable cracks densely covered the surface of the water, and these cracks did not heal for a long time while the sword intent rose.

"This ignorant man is your son?" A direct disciple of Wutong old man, everyone in Jianmen called him 'Han Yu Weng', a middle-aged man with gray hair and beard, looked at him with an unkind expression. Hu Tianjun.

A group of Jianmen disciples were very curious, and their eyes kept sweeping back and forth on the faces of Hu Tianjun and Hu Ping.Well, how do you say this?Hu Tianjun looks good and has an extraordinary bearing. This attire inexplicably gives people the demeanor of a "modesty gentleman, a son of a rich family".

And Hu Ping?

This is a bloody, filthy, tattered mad dog after being crazily beaten by dozens of its kind!
These two are father and son?

Their appearance and temperament are very mismatched!
Hu Tianjun hesitated, remained silent, and did not want to answer this question.

Hu Ping was roaring crazily, yelling happily: "Dad, dear father, you are here... Ha, of course he is my dear father, he is my dear father, Hu Tianjun, the owner of the photo studio, did you Have you heard his name?"

"Hahaha, you are dead, you are dead...Dad, kill them, kill them! I know that when you go out, there will be at least twelve elders and three hundred supreme assassins by your side. The other idiots don't know that How many!"

"Killing this group of people is easy!"

"There is a painting boat in front, and there is a little girl in a man's attire inside, you must capture her alive, I will arrange her well, and arrange her in [-] different shapes!"

"Hey, Dad, let me tell you, I learned a new way of playing recently, hey, that chick fell into my hands... Do you want to learn it?"

There was a loud "clang clang", and around dozens of Jianmen disciples, sword lights emerged one after another, and the dense sword intent directly enveloped Hu Tianjun's body.

Han Yuweng's pupils froze, and he looked at Hu Ping, who was yelling. There were thousands of extremely thin cold lights around him for no reason. gallop.

He was very surprised, and at the same time looked at Hu Tianjun with great curiosity: "Is it really the owner of the studio in person? This son, is he really the son of the owner?"

Hu Tianjun touched the jade flute stuck in his belt with his right hand.

He was thinking about killing people.

It's really... Hu Ping's son, since he showed all kinds of absurd and unimaginable tempers, Hu Tianjun has given up on him.Even to the outside world, Hu Tianjun did not admit that he had such a son.

For a long time, Hu Ping has been doing evil on the sites secretly controlled by the studio, and doing things recklessly, but he rarely goes to other sects' sites to cause trouble and shame.

This time, the embarrassment was thrown on Jianmen's territory.

Hu Tianjun is hesitating, should he admit that Hu Ping is his son?

For such a 'beast like'...wrong, it's not worth it to turn against Jianmen for a son who is 'not as good as a beast'?
Han Yuweng frowned: "Who is Your Excellency?"

Hu Ping was carried by several Jianmen disciples, and he cheered loudly in the air: "He is my father, my father Hu Tianjun, the current owner of the photo studio... don't you believe it? You pull open his pants, there are three moles on his left buttock , exactly in the shape of an equilateral triangle."

Hu Ping smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line: "When I was young, my father went to my mother's room, and I saw it secretly, hey!"

Han Yuweng's face twitched violently.

A group of Jianmen disciples stared at Hu Ping for a while, and Hu Tianjun for a while, all of them tightened their faces and tried not to laugh.

If this gentle and elegant middle-aged man in front of him is really the feared owner of a photo studio in Yuanlingtian cultivation world... Heh, heh, he will kill people to silence him, right?He will kill and silence him, right?
Many Jianmen disciples are already ready to warn Jiancheng. If Hu Tianjun makes a slight move, they will immediately warn, and then spread the news that there are three moles on the buttocks of the studio owner, and that his son exposed it in public. go out.

Hu Tianjun looked up at the sky.

Blue sky, white clouds, high wind and crisp air, high in the sky, there are floating mountain peaks slowly swaying back and forth, there are airships and warships emptying the air, and there are also long-sleeved robes and high crowns on their heads. He started, stood on the cloud head, and looked around.

Because of the stay for a while, because Han Yuweng led a group of disciples to surround the small sampan, there was already a floating mountain peak in the sky, twelve thousand-foot giant ships, four long-robed and big-sleeved ships, and their aura had obviously reached halfway. The master of stepping up to heaven and human realm turned his attention to this side.

Hu Tianjun took a deep, deep breath.

With the sound of his inhalation, there was an extremely dark mana fluctuation on his body, and the mana fluctuations that outsiders could not detect disappeared in a flash.

On his left buttock, the three natural moles were obliterated by his magic power.

No one in the world can make the owner of a photo studio show his butt in public to prove his innocence...

Whether these three moles exist or not is not important to Hu Tianjun!

But Hu Tianjun still resolutely smoothed out these three moles that had accompanied him for thousands of years... Really, this, this...

Hu Tianjun wanted to yell at the tablet tablets of the ancestors in his studio: "Ancestors and ancestors, open your eyes... Let's strike this beast to death with a thunderbolt!"

Exhaling heavily, Hu Tianjun closed his eyes.

"Wait, let him go. Otherwise, don't blame me..."

In the next moment, all the swordmen disciples surrounding the small sampan, including Han Yuweng, the flying swords of dozens of swordmen disciples all shattered and exploded into countless powders.

(End of this chapter)