Immortal-cultivating son-in-law of a beautiful president

When the words fell, a terrifying aura swept across the entire villa!
Wang Qian's complexion changed drastically, her eyeballs almost popped out!
"Fuck! Ye, you're crazy, aren't you?"

Wang Qian shouted in horror, and couldn't help stepping back!
Back in the front yard of the villa, Wang Qian put his palms together quickly, forming a protective shield made of aura in front of him!

However, in the next second, Ye Xuanyuan kicked his legs back, and his whole body burst out like a shell fired from the chamber!

A pair of iron fists, wrapped in a shocking force, came with a bombardment!

boom!
The fist wind howled and hit the protective cover!

In front of Ye Xuanyuan's fist, the protective cover condensed by Wang Qian's a lot of spiritual energy was as brittle as a piece of paper!
Click!

There is a crisp sound!
The protective cover, which was strong enough to withstand the RPG bombardment, was pierced in an instant!

But Ye Xuanyuan's iron fist, as if it had not been hindered by anything, still blasted towards Wang Qian with a terrifying power!
The grass and trees in the front yard were blown down by the fist wind, and the sky was full of dust!

The punch was so fast that Wang Qian had no time to resist.

He could only stare wide-eyed, watching the punch hit his face!
However, just when the iron fist was about to hit Wang Qian's face.

Ye Xuanyuan suddenly withdrew his strength, causing his fist to stay within ten centimeters of Wang Qian's face!

The howling wind messed up Wang Qian's hairstyle!

His eyes were dull, and there was no blood on his face!
The whole person fell into a state of bewilderment!
Ye Xuanyuan withdrew his fist and strolled to Wang Qian.

Wang Qian gradually came to his senses, and opened his mouth at Ye Xuanyuan.

But before he could say anything, Ye Xuanyuan's big hand was already on his shoulder!

The next moment, the heavy pressure like a mountain directly caused Wang Qian to kneel on the ground, unable to move!
"What are you doing? Let me go! Did you hear that!" Wang Qian, who came back to his senses, roared angrily at Ye Xuanyuan.

Ye Xuanyuan ignored him, stretched out his hand suddenly, and slapped Wang Qian on the face.

He just said that he wanted to kill Wang Qian, of course he was angry!
This is a member of Guigu Sect, and he is also a well-known national star.

Ye Xuanyuan's strength has not yet recovered, and the people from the Bible organization are watching. Unless he is crazy, he will never cause such a big trouble for himself.

Ye Xuanyuan was so angry that he had spent so many days trying his best to treat Lin Hong.

Seeing that Lin Hong would be discharged from the hospital soon, Lin Yue didn't want to stay in the hospital all day anymore.

As a result, this kid made a cheap move, and let his achievements of so many days fall short!
Ye Xuanyuan is not that stupid to kill him!
But teach him a lesson, Ye Xuanyuan can still do it!

"Why did you hit me?" Wang Qian pretended to be stupid.

"You know it in your heart!" After saying that, Ye Xuanyuan slapped him on the face again.

Wang Qian's cheeks on both sides suddenly became red and swollen.

He wanted to resist, but the huge force on his shoulders made him unable to move!

Ye Xuanyuan slapped several times, until Wang Qian's face swelled into a pig's head.

Wang Qian's original stubbornness also turned into pleading in the rain of slaps.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't be mean and aggravate Lin Hong's injury, Ye Xuanyuan, please let me go, please!"

"Shut up!" Ye Xuanyuan kicked Wang Qian's chest, knocking him to the ground!

When attacking Wang Qian, Ye Xuanyuan didn't use any special means.

It's just a rough use of brute force, and the use of brute force can cause very little wound to the cultivator.

Although Wang Qian's face is swollen like a pig's head now, as long as he rests for a night, his whole body will be radiant again the next day.

And what Ye Xuanyuan has to do is to let Wang Qian taste the bitterness in this short time tonight!

After kicking Wang Qian over, he leaned over to take out his pocket and took out Wang Qian's cell phone.

"What's the password?" Ye Xuanyuan asked.

Wang Qian didn't realize what was going to happen next.

"6639," he said.

Ye Xuanyuan unlocked Wang Qian's phone, and directly clicked into the largest social platform in the country.

On this platform alone, Wang Qian has more than 8000 million fans.

Every piece of content he casually shares on the platform can attract millions of likes and comments.

Ye Xuanyuan directly used Wang Qian's mobile phone to take a photo of his current appearance.

Click!

When the flash light came on, Wang Qian couldn't help but thump in his heart.

He was shocked when he saw Ye Xuanyuan's smirk when he edited the text with his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?"

"No reason? Just help you and share some content."

While Ye Xuanyuan was speaking, his finger was already on the send button.

In the next second, a photo with Wang Qian's tragic state and an extremely coquettish sentence appeared on Wang Qian's platform account.

'Guess what, fans, where am I and what am I doing?There is a prize for guessing! '

Soon, under the comments of this content, there were various comments from fans.

There are heartaches and doubts, but more, I am still full of curiosity about the four words of winning the prize.