The Domestic Hero

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And they also learned many charms in the Bauhinia League. If the charm is not enough, how can you stand?

Many men encounter this kind of demon girl, and even knowing that it is a trap, they can't help but jump in.

Unfortunately, they met Wang Yan.

Ever since Wang Yan became a superpower, there have been countless seductions and charms, many of which are more charming and charming than Poison Ivy and Demon Snake.

And around Wang Yan, there are many beautiful women. For example, Wuya Ange, Huangfu Nanlian, Gao Mingyue, Bright Saint Maid and so on.

One can imagine how amazing Wang Yan is in terms of beauty immunity.

What's more, a sword of Damocles hangs above his head, and the warnings of the master and his wife still echo in his ears.

"Cough ~" Wang Yan pretended to be pretending, when he was about to refuse.

A refreshing wind rushed to Wang Yan, and Sun Youmiao rushed over. Her posture hung gently on Wang Yan's arm, and she said coquettishly, "Uncle ~ people haven't listened to your story for a long time.

"Listen to stories and sleep?"

The two enchantresses glanced at each other, and then looked at Wang Yan with very strange eyes.

"Cough!" Wang Yan was choked up and explained quickly, "Telling a story is really telling a story."

When Sun Youmiao had just moved to Huahai City at that time, the sadness of the bereavement of her father had not completely passed, and she was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night. Therefore, in order to take care of her, Wang Yan often tells her stories and sleeps.

"Uncle ~ What are our two private affairs, what do we say to outsiders? The Lun family is so shy." Then, Sun Youmiao blushed purely, and buried her head in Wang Yan's arms, "Uncle ~ you Good or bad. "While talking, the little fist was still pounding on him.

The sound was so loud that honey juice was about to drip out.

"Amitabha, Shanzaishanzai." Wu Wujie preached the Buddha's number and stared at the scene with his eyes. Unfortunately, they didn't even plan to take him to play.

"Uncle ~" Sun Youmiao's face after defeating the demon girl, continued to say whispering, "It's not too early, the Lun family will listen to the story."

"Doo!"

Wang Yan knocked her head off angrily, "What a messy idea do you have in your head as a high school student? Hurry up and go to sleep tomorrow."

"Woo ~ Uncle don't bully the Lun's family!" Sun Youmiao groaned, and whimpered, "Those demon girls look at the uncle's eyes like a monster seeing Tang Seng meat, and wish to swallow the uncle in one bite. Go inside, the Lun family did that, and they wanted to protect their uncle. "

"Sleep! Superpowers all over the world are watching the live broadcast!"

"Okay, okay, next time you don't broadcast live, listen to your uncle telling stories, hee hee!"

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The next day!

In the afternoon, the sun rose so high that the desert was smoky.

The sand dunes around it are like waves, rolling up and down, as if they are connected to the sky, and I can't imagine where the end is.

The hot wind blew up, and the sand was broken up, and the cloak of a middle-aged man with dust and dust was blown up and down above the sand dunes, and the corners of the clothes undulated.

In the slanting sunlight in the afternoon, his posture was tall and upright, like a high mountain that had experienced vicissitudes, calm and heavy.

Under this man's hood, a pair of vigorous antlers, proudly protruding the brim, as if to show his powerful strength and noble status to outsiders.

At this moment he was silent, his eyes gleaming, and he looked down at the small oasis in front of him.

In the past two days and two nights, the cunning son of the fire, he and all the members of the League of Four Kingdoms, like walking the dog, called a dizzy turn in the sand sea, now think of it, hate the teeth.

But this time, the son of flames absolutely cannot escape!

Without the obstruction of the Son of Flame and the China National African Affairs Bureau, the North American Dark Alliance will definitely gain greater benefits and development in the future.

The middle-aged man with deer horns thought secretly in his heart, looking at the forward gaze, as deep as the night, with a calm appearance, full of dark surges and fluctuations.

Now, apart from the Son of Flame, there is another thing that deeply affects his heart.

How could the little girl who was rescued suddenly have a pure tree essence guard over 1,500 years old, and how could such a young girl cast a natural ban for thousands of years?

These are all the essence of the ancient orthodox Druid. How many elder masters want to recover in the past millennium, and eventually all of them have no problems. Now these are miraculously displayed by a little girl. Surprise and hard to release?

You have to know that these are the roots of Druid inheritance. If you don't understand this matter, he will have trouble sleeping and sleeping all his life.

At this point in his thinking, he looked into the oasis's eyes, not only deeper, but also wished to lead the horses now and besieged the past.

"Elder Arnold, our people are ready."

Just when Arnold Giant Bear looked at the oasis and meditated in silence, a muffled male voice came from the sand under his feet.

I saw that, beneath the sand at his feet, a sparkling transparent liquid poured out like a spring.

The liquid quickly rose to a person's height and then stretched into a human form.

Under the sun's refraction, the transparent liquid slowly receded, revealing a middle-aged man with wide shoulders and a tall figure wearing a gray shirt.

The middle-aged man looks fierce and speechless, although his appearance is ordinary, but in his cold and cruel eyes, there is a dangerous breath that no one can enter. Even with this breath alone, many people can be surprised and frightened. , Losing the will to resist.

Arnold is familiar with this kind of breath, but he does not need to look at it to know that the coming person is the murderous executioner of the North American Dark United, the swamp monster-Congreve.

"How is the situation of the other forces?" Arnold's eyes remained in the oasis in front of him, and he asked slowly.

"The number of additional staff in all countries has been completed, plus some members of the small organizations that depend on us. The total number of our alliance has reached two hundred and twenty people, including you and me. Seven of them, you and Master Kazan, have already reached the A + level. Now let ’s not talk about a child of flames, even two must let us be slaughtered. "

There was a trace of cruelty in Congriff's eyes, and then he sneered contemptuously, "Oh, and they have escaped into the oasis in front of them this time. I wonder if the oasis is the most prominent place in the desert? It is stupid."

Wang Yan and his entourage, as soon as they entered the oasis, seemed to have fished themselves into fishing nets. Under the siege of so many people in the League of Four, they would have nowhere to hide, and nowhere to escape.

"Don't you think that the Son of Flame is a bit stupid occasionally?" Arnold slowly withdrew his gaze, and there was a fierce color in his expression. "Notify the others that the Son of Flame is dead."

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In the afternoon sunlight, slantingly above the oasis, scattered desert plants, a large number of reflections of the hot temperature of the sun, the air is permeated by the smell of vegetation transpiration and sand.

In this lonely desert, this not-so-large oasis seemed empty and sluggish.

After Wang Yan and his entourage came here, an uneasy emotion has been lingering in everyone's mind.

The oasis was not big, and soon the group walked to the central position and stopped.

"Amitabha, it's so quiet here, it always feels a little weird." Wu Wuguang's face was covered with sweat and dust, and his eyes were constantly looking around.

"Lao Wang, I always feel that it is not a good idea to enter the oasis." Zhang Weidao narrowed his neck, his face was tired, but the feeling of fatigue in his heart was even more intense.

The shadow of being brutally chased after these two days and nights constantly reminded him to be vigilant anytime, anywhere.

"Giggle, aren't the two handsome guys scared? Let the sister hug and let the sister take a sip." The demon snake demon and poison ivy walked behind the two and laughed amusedly.

Despite tiredness and hard work, they experienced much more things than Zhang Weidao and Wu Wujie, and their mindset was more calm and sophisticated.

But after a short joke, the demon snake lady Leanna was still a little alert.

She narrowed her sly snake eyes and looked around. Then she moved to Wang Yan and said, "Son of flames, I think it's better not to stay here for a long time. Let's leave quickly."

"Don't worry, don't worry, just a moment." Wang Yan answered without looking back, and then took two steps forward, looking at what he looked like, seemingly looking for something.

"No, I'll be fine in a while." Standing next to Wang Yan, Sun Youmiao, holding a pot of saplings in her arms, grunted her mouth and glanced at the two banshees with dissatisfaction.

She didn't actually know why, anyway, she thought her uncle was right, and it was true to listen to her uncle.

"Son of flames, I don't feel very good. There is no sound except for the wind. Let's leave here first." Alison, a poison ivy girl, has rich experience in living alone in the wild. I feel something strange.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that there was nothing wrong.

Ha ha, next, see how you guys die! ?

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