Fishing the Myriad Heavens

In the inner courtyard, a group of innate warriors were watching the excitement, all with smiles on their faces. Those who were able to attend the banquet were all forces that had made good relations with the Wang family.

Wang Hong slaps it out just because he was suffocated by Wang Yu, making a prank on such occasions.

Now that things have become a foregone conclusion, Wang Hong can only try his best to make her daughter better.

It is so troublesome today. If He Lan Qianjun is a narrow-minded person, he will definitely embarrass Wang Yudie in the future.

But the palm couldn't fall into the air. A white palm like a jade was like an iron hoop, holding it firmly.

"Are you going to get involved in the housework of my royal family?"

Wang Hong's eyes also shrank, because Beifeng's action was too fast. He just felt that the flower appeared in front of him, and the other party appeared in the field.

But this does not mean that Wang Hong will be afraid. The Wang family is a congenital warrior with a dozen or more!

A middle-aged man standing behind Wang Hong ran towards the outside, and Beifeng just took a look and didn't take it seriously.

"I promised your daughter three things, and this second thing was to stop the Wang family from getting married with Heran."

Beifeng smiled.

It's really optimistic to have a group of people yell at the field.

"Who is this person? How dare to offend He Lan and the Wang family at the same time."

"Hey, it's rare to see this **** Wang Hong suffers, and there is a good show."

A group of innate warriors did not step in and sat while watching the excitement.

"Looking at Longhu Dan's face, you can leave now as if nothing had happened."

Wang Hong bit his teeth and squeezed out this sentence.

At the same time, he stared hard at Wang Yudi, scaring Wang Yudi to hide behind Wang Yudie.

"Oh, funny, who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

Beifeng had long let go of Wang Hong's hand, but he didn't have any special habit, at this time he said with amusement.

"His! This is to be against the royal family!"

"Hey, it's nice to be young, it's blood!"

"Strange, how do I feel like this person is familiar?"

A group of congenital warriors talked in groups of three or five, one of them said with some doubt.

"Young man, although you are strong, if you think you can challenge my royal family like this?"

Wang Hong's mixed qi was mobilized, and under the influence of the qi, the mixed shirt seemed to have a breath of air from inside, making the shirt bulge.

"If you dare to make trouble in the royal family, let your elders take you back."

An old voice came, and twelve innate warriors came from outside the courtyard. At first, an old man looked very strong, and his eyes were full of light.

"I said, you can't make a relationship, of course, if Wang Yudie really likes He Lan's people then I don't care."

The north wind was light and light, and the pedestrian was not regarded in the slightest.

At this time, He Lan Qianjun became a spectator instead. The four people behind He Lan Qianjun were also congenital warriors. He wanted to take a shot and was stopped by He Lan Qianjun.

"Oh, yes, one congenital peak, two congenital middle, ten congenital early, unfortunately still too weak."

The north wind swept away at a glance, and everyone's cultivation could not hide the perception of the north wind.

Beifeng didn't say much, and his whole body momentum erupted directly, and a burst of blood and blood rushed out!

Just like a mushroom cloud formed after a bomb exploded, a huge momentum surging overwhelmingly!

"Creak!"

The whole space seemed to be suddenly shaken, and there was a sound of overwhelming noise in the surrounding houses!

"Punch! Punch!"

People who are close to the north wind can't help but take a few steps back, just as the enemy looks at the north wind!

In their eyes, the north wind suddenly turned into a prehistoric beast, exuding a fierce breath.

"How could it be so strong ?!"

"Who is this person ?! It is hard to believe that this person is a fake Dan martial artist!"

The crowd was so aggressive that this guy was just a gunpowder bucket, and it just exploded!

Everyone originally planned to watch the fun, but now it seems that this weird young man in the field is watching the fun?

"No, he is not a false Dan martial artist, he is holding a Dan! A living legend! He Lan Qianjun meets God!"

He Lan Qianjun has a complex face. This is definitely not a fake Dan warrior. There are three of the fake Dan warrior He Lan's. The power of the north wind has sublimated in the perception of Helan Qianshan, far from the fake Dan warrior. Comparable, bowed without hesitation at the moment.

"What? God of blessings? When did such a young man of blessings emerge?"

"No! I remember, some time ago, at the trade fair held in Kongminggu, there was a man holding a miracle, defeating Wu Yong and incompetence, and playing against Kongmingzi in one blow!"

I just said that I feel that Beifeng is familiar with the man's head and finally remembered it!

The northwest region is far away from Kongming Valley, and the warriors who went to the fair last time were not from the northwest region. Although there were only a few words coming, everyone did not pay too much attention.

"Meet the man of God!"

Everyone bowed in uneasy.

Just as He Lan Qianjun said, the man holding Baodan is a living legend! Every character is the object of worship for everyone in the martial arts, and it is also a beacon for everyone in the martial arts!

There is no order of study, the master is the teacher! The martial arts community never speaks by age, but by cultivation!

If you have to rely on the old and sell the old, and you haven't gotten high, then wait for death!

That is why the north wind can definitely stand this worship!

"Yes, I have some eyesight. I thought I would use violence to solve the problem. This is much simpler."

The north wind looked at He Lan Qianjun. He Lan Qianjun's age has already been cultivated to the late congenital period, which is very good. In terms of congenital life span, He Lan Qianjun is just equivalent to the youth of a normal man.

"God and man, the little girl has been married to He Lan's, and she will soon follow He Lan to He Lan Mountain ..."

The elder of the Wang family, an old man at the peak of the congenital period, hesitated to speak.

"Then I don't care ~ www.readwn.com ~ I just care about what I promise."

Beifeng stared at the speaker, causing the old man's hair to explode and moved his mouth. After all, he said nothing.

"Unless Wang Yudie willingly marries you, this is the end of the matter."

Beifeng turned to He Lan Qianjun and said without a doubt.

Although unwilling, He Lan Qianjun nodded under the attention of Beifeng.

"Well, I have done the second thing."

Beifeng beckoned to Wang Yuzhang. Although the two were not much different in age, Beifeng felt that his psychological age was very high. When facing Wang Yuzhang, he always felt that Wang Yuzhang was like a little girl.

"One last thing, how about it? Thinking of asking me to do something for you?"

Beifeng said with anticipation that after completing three things, he would no longer be inhumane.