The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 130 The Fat Golden Dragon of the Indifferent Immortal Venerable 21
Lan Yao blinked and naturally said a name: "Si Ming."

Saying a name successfully made Shangguan Yi choke.

The great anger was suppressed in the chest, and the anger in the belly could not be released at all.

This feels so uncomfortable.

It made Shangguan Yi's expression become a little strange.

"Hehe." Feng Qingwu rolled her eyes eagerly, "This Si Ming...could it be him? Tsk, interesting..."

Feng Qingwu narrowed her eyes peeking secretly, her eyes swept across Lan Yao's body, and then from Lan Yao's body to Shangguan Yi's body.

Eyes full of speculation.

Shangguan Yi's expression twitched and changed subtly and complicatedly, and the anger and questioning that were enough to explode the whole world were just stuck in his throat.

Lan Yao suddenly bent his lips into a smile, and he approached Shangguan Yi boldly, and he said, "Don't tell me you want a square sword too?"

Lan Yao is simply the propaganda ambassador of Square Sword.

In order to make the square sword more popular in the world, Lan Yao put in a lot of effort.

As long as he lifts the square sword, as long as he has the slightest chance to give the square sword to others, he will not miss a single bit.

Therefore, he got close to Guan Yi.

A whole small person leaned against Shangguan Yi's chest without reservation.

The delicate face and sparkling eyes were caught off guard and carelessly bumped into Shangguan Yi's eyes.

Shangguan Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around in a panic as his mind was a little unstable.

Others had memorized Lan Yao, but Lan Yao followed him and jumped to Shangguan Yi again.

"How is it? Shangguan Yi, do you want to have a square sword too?" Lan Yao excitedly grabbed the square sword and began to wave it, "The square sword is really easy to use! You can't even imagine how easy it is to use !"

The boy was too close to him.

Even so close, he seemed to be able to smell the misty spirit of immortality coming from the young man.

Shangguan Yi turned around again with trembling fingers.

Lan Yao ran after him, and leaned in front of him again: "Shangguan Yi, the square sword is really super easy to use! Not only can it hit people, but it can also slap people in the mouth!

Did you see the words on this square?

When you hit someone, you can leave your name on the person you hit with a little force!

Think about it, such a sense of accomplishment! "

Feng Qingwu, who heard Lan Yao's words clearly on the big rock: ... Are you playing with stamping someone when you hit someone?Or is it used as a quality inspection for pigs?

Lan Yao's excited chattering words entered Shangguan Yi's brain and turned into vague words.

The only thing he could hear was the boy's clean and clear voice.

Shangguan Yi pursed his cold lips lightly, and turned around again.

Hey, Lan Yao just kept leaning in front of him without believing in evil.

Shangguan Yi just refused to say a word and insisted on turning around.

One of the two people turned around, and the other ran after them. Their circling posture made Feng Qingwu almost mistakenly think that they were dancing.

The people in the refining room who were attracted by the movement at the door also had extremely strange eyes, with black question marks all over their faces.

Shangguan Yi's mood was extremely complicated and delicate.

Obviously, he could directly stop the youth's lively movements with a single sentence.

But, for some reason, he didn't want to speak.

The cold, indifferent, and indifferent immortal who is only interested in cultivation, is now walking around the door of the refining room in a naive manner.

There is always a young boy in front of him walking around with him.

In the end, he was still babbling and didn't know what to say.

The movements of the two people's feet did not stop at all, and the people who watched the refining room were a little worried that their ground would be pierced by the two people.

In the end, Feng Qingwu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, she jumped off the rock with some headaches, and walked up to the two of them in a few steps, with a childish voice at her throat: "Okay, okay, stop!"

The little girl's childish milk cavity is full of bossy demeanor.

She waved her hand impatiently: "Hurry up and return to the peak to practice. Why are you digging a hole in front of someone's house!"

A single word made Lan Yao stop immediately, his two beautiful eyes blinked and blinked.

Not obedient.

Shangguan Yi paused slightly, and glanced at Lan Yao and Feng Qingwu calmly.

A dark light flickered in his eyes, and he was a little unhappy.

Before Feng Qingwu crossed over, she was the king of mercenaries.

Even if you haven't practiced yet, your acuity is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

She squinted at Shangguan Yi, sneered softly, and moved her lips in a very soft voice: "Cowardly."

Shangguan Yi's eyes moved dangerously.

Feng Qingwu snorted coldly, raised her chin, folded her small arms with both hands, and walked in front: "Let's go."

Lan Yao hurriedly followed behind her, and after walking for a while, Lan Yao opened his mouth slightly: "Little brother..."

Feng Qingwu turned her eyes sideways: "Huh?"

Slightly raised tone, full of oppression.

This is very similar to his father's eyes!

Lan Yao was startled, and quickly changed his words: "Father! You went the wrong way!"

Feng Qingwu's raised feet stopped in the air.

The air is a little frozen.

Feng Qingwu: "..."

"Heh." The cold chuckle seemed to be ridiculed.

The anger symbol on Feng Qingwu's forehead suddenly exploded.

She stared angrily and turned her head.

What he saw was Shangguan Yi standing in another direction.

Shangguan Yi was dressed in white and had a calm expression, making him look extremely pure and pure.

If Feng Qingwu was not so sure that she heard laughter just now, she might feel that she heard it wrong just now.

Shangguan Yi stood tall and tall, clear and cold, with an aura that made people want to surrender involuntarily.

But if you take a closer look, you can find that his pair of emotionless black eyes are looking at Feng Qingwu's direction, full of sneering smiles.

Feng Qingwu was angry and suspicious.

Is there something wrong with this person? !

Before she could figure it out, Lan Yao cautiously said, "Father, what's wrong?"

Feng Qingwu raised her head abruptly.

Wait, what did the brat call her just now?

Father... father king?
Feng Qingwu's childish and cute face was a little distorted.

This feeling of being full of slots and not knowing where to start, is really... aggrieved.

She gritted her teeth and stepped on the ground extremely heavily: "Go!"

She walked vigorously step by step.

Lan Yao smiled cutely, blinked, and walked happily.

The square sword in his hand was firmly grasped.

While Feng Qingwu was tired, she was actually a little lucky.

Fortunately, the two idiots were spinning around in circles just now, so not many people in the weapon refining room could clearly see what the objects in his hands were.

Otherwise... her face will be lost!
On the mountain peak, there were people waiting for them early on.

(End of this chapter)