I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

At this moment, Wang Quan could clearly see that all the masters seemed to be quite familiar with him.

At the same time, all the masters learned that it was King Quan who repelled the palace king, all of them were in high spirits, excited, and talked a lot.

"It's a pity. This place is located in the city center. Senior Wang Quan shouldn't make a big move, otherwise he will definitely win the Palace King."

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying. The king of the palace kicked the iron plate this time, and I, the Huaxia ghost exorcist, finally don't have to be aggrieved anymore."

"It seems that the palace king probably recognized the name of Senior Wang Quan, so he ran away."

It's true that one can be a master if one develops grandeur and righteousness, but masters also have strengths and weaknesses.

Obviously, the masters know that the kingship is not at the same level as them. They belong to the top big shots in China, at least on par with the four great masters, not to mention their strength.

Wang Quan and Wang Quan became more confused the more they listened to the excited words of the crowd.

The masters present seem to know themselves very well.

But... when did he become so famous?Haven't I been nesting in the Nether King's Cave all the time?

Listening carefully to everyone's conversation, Wang Quan finally heard some clues.

White Ze owner?Shocked the masters of all countries?

The current King Quan has a big question mark on his head, and he doesn't have the slightest pleasure of showing his holiness in front of others, and some are just at a loss.

What the hell is Bai Ze? He owns the Bai Ze Divine Beast?Why don't you know?

For a moment, King Quan had a guess as to whether he lost his memory when he succeeded the patriarch, or whether he had been taken away for a while.

Because he heard the masters say that he once led Bai Ze to make a move that shocked the masters from all over the world, and his aura overwhelmed the audience.

For a moment, Wang Quan cried out in his heart.

"Nimma, when did I shock the experts from all over the world?"

At this time, Wang Quan looked at Rogers with a look of "Rogers, have I been taken away?"

Rogers responded with a look of "royalty melon, you have been taken away in all likelihood".

Now the kingship has only one feeling.

I am known to be awesome, but I am the only one who does not know that I am known to be awesome, and I feel like being kept in the dark by my awesomeness.

"Am I so awesome that I lost my memory?" Wang Quan muttered in his heart.

After listening for a while, and accepting the worship of everyone, Wang Quan finally heard the whole story.

Not long ago, the countries signed an alliance agreement, and he rode Bai Ze domineeringly on the stage.

Knowing the whole story, Wang Quan was taken aback for a moment, Fuck, this way of appearing is so domineering, then Wang Quan remembered.

The alliance agreement, this seems to have been told to me.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan was stunned.

He remembered that when Wang Ping talked about the alliance agreement, he didn't agree to go, so Wang Ping rejected it.

So what's the situation now?According to the audience, he went to the alliance agreement.

Until all the masters left, Wang Quan and Rogers left, and sat in a downtown knife-sliced ​​noodle shop to eat knife-sliced ​​noodles. Wang Quan ate a mouthful of knife-sliced ​​noodles and said suddenly.

"I am Cao! Who is the royal power to go to the alliance agreement?!"

The corner of Rogers' mouth twitched, can your mother-in-law's reflex arc not be so long, Falk!

……

The next day, in Room 201 of Crystal Apartment.

Wang Ping, who was sleeping with his head covered, was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Ajian, if you call me at this time, if you don't give me a reasonable reason, I will curse you not to poop for three days, and you don't take paper with you when you poop, and the paper is no more than three feet, until you suffocate to death."

Wang Ping rubbed his sleepy eyes in his pajamas, and checked the time, it was 04:30 in the morning.

At 04:30 in the morning, Chen Bo didn't come earlier than Shangguan Jianguo's phone call.

As soon as the words were finished, Ah Jian's hasty words came from the phone. Wang Ping was stunned for a second when he heard it.

next second.

"What the hell? My dad started fighting with the palace king? Why did he beat the palace king away?"

Wang Ping had a strange expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ajian, are you a poor-quality old man who drinks too much?"

"It's true. I just got the news. Not long ago around midnight, the King of the Yin Division attacked the person in charge of the Longyuan Provincial Government. It was Senior Wang Quan who shot and repelled the King of the Yin Division."

Wang Ping was stunned.

After confirming again and again, Wang Ping confirmed that he had heard correctly. His father had once fought against the King of the Temple of the Underworld.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ping was still digesting the news he had heard when there was a knock on the door.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door, either a ghost or a melon skin.

"Open the door, open the door!" A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Wang Ping knew that it was not a ghost who knocked on the door.

"Dad?"

Crunch, open the door.

Outside the door, Wang Quan said to Wang Ping with a shocked expression.

"Son, your loving father has been taken away!"

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Chapter 320 Your Dad, I'm Awesome Now

Wang Ping was stunned.

"Father, what are you talking about?"

"Son, I may have been seized before, not the kind of permanent seizure, maybe intermittent seizure?" King Quan said seriously.

Wang Ping: "..."

Damn, there are also intermittent seizures?

Inexplicably, Wang Ping made up a picture in his brain.

That is King Quan wearing a black ring, and there is an old man inside the ring. This old man seizes the King Power regularly.

For example, the grandfather seized the royal power today, and flew out of the royal body the next day, and flew back to the storage ring. The reason was "today is a legal holiday, and it is stipulated that the house cannot be seized, and the host of the house needs to be given a holiday."

"Father." Wang Ping stared at Wang Quan with his eyes wide open, and suddenly shouted: "The moonlight is bright in front of the bed!"

Rogers on the side was taken aback. What is Wang Ping doing? Why did he suddenly recite poems when he was fine?

Without waiting for Rogers to be confused, King Quan responded.

"There's a bottle of hand cream on the floor."

After finishing speaking, Wang Quan shouted.

"People look for him thousands of Baidu!"

"Suddenly looking back, that person is at the canteen at the door!"

Wang Ping responded, paused at the same time, and continued: "What is the long-term farewell!"

Wang Quan replied: "I know Tianma Meteor Fist!"

Then Wang Quan said another sentence: "The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, so she sings nunchaku across the river."

Wang Ping said easily: "Chirp, chirp, Mulan is beating Song Zhongji!"

next moment.

Wang Ping patted Wang Quan on the shoulder, and said leisurely: "Father, you haven't been taken away, it's normal."

Wang Quan nodded: "My son smashed you too, it was me who smashed it."

Rogers: "..."

What the hell are you two doing, confirming each other's identities on ancient poems?But what kind of poor thing is your ancient poem right, it actually rhymes, it feels like the ancient poem is just right.

Now Rogers has a feeling that if someone tells him that there is moonlight in front of the bed, and the second half of the sentence is suspected to be frost on the ground, he is sure that he will slap him and say, you are right or wrong.

Then King Quan entered the room with the King's Battle Spirit and Rogers.

Wang Ping noticed the only strange "person" Wang Zhizhanhun.

Although the king's battle spirit didn't emit any energy, Wang Ping felt as if Bai Ze's hair had exploded in his mouth, sending out a message called fear.

Bai Ze sensed the horror of the king's battle spirit.

"Son, this is the battle spirit of the king that my father told you before. You can call him Xiaohun. Xiaohun, this is my son. In the future, you will be the next Patriarch of the Wang family to protect." Wang Quan looked at Wang Ping. The battle spirit of the king, that is to say.

The war spirit of the king is still taciturn, his eyes meet Wang Ping, and he slowly stretches out his left hand as if to shake hands with Wang Ping.

"My name is King's Battle Soul, you can call me Little Soul."

This is the etiquette that Wang Quan taught him. According to Wang Quan's words, "in modern society, you must be polite and polite, and you can't be too pushy, and you will be struck by lightning."

Wang Ping stretched out his hand to shake hands with Wang Zhi's battle spirit, curiosity flickered in his eyes.

"Hi, I'm Wang Ping."

This is the first time he has come into contact with the King's Battle Soul. Before, his father mentioned to himself that the King's Battle Soul is the "spear" of the Wang family, the treasure of the clan.

It is said that Wang Ping understands that all the powerful orthodox and hermit families have their own clan treasures.

And the treasures of the clan are generally weapons, cold weapons.

There has never been a "living" weapon like the treasure of my Wang family town. It is not so much a weapon as a "person", a "person" who has his own thoughts and can speak and move.

"Father, what do you mean by being taken away?" Wang Ping sat down on the sofa and asked.

Later, Wang Quan explained the reason for the incident.