Chapter 553

"Do you see clearly? I'm a little baby with garlic sprouts. Do I have such a great ability to hurt them?" Lin Ziyi's big eyes twinkled cunningly and looked at the man in black clothes triumphantly. He can break into the dragon's pool and tiger's den, afraid he won't succeed?

"See clearly, it's you. I can see it with my two eyes." the man in black roared angrily.

Lin Ziyi dropped a little. People saw it with both eyes. He simply admitted it.

"It's your fault that you didn't teach your son well and didn't take human life seriously. They wanted to kill me first. I didn't kill them, so you should be thankful." Lin Ziyi dared to do it. Anyway, he beat people. He broke into the trouble and ran away. People in the world live like this, but these teenagers can't even run, I can only wait for him to beat me.

Upon hearing this, the man in black looked at Lin Ziyi with awe inspiring eyes. Sen Leng's cold air suddenly swept across the sky. Sen Leng's eyes were like the light of hell, staring at Lin Ziyi fiercely.

Lin Ziyi frowned slightly. The sixth level ice is spiritual power. No, he can't fight. He has to go back to Grandpa and grandpa.

Look, there are great grandfathers and grandfathers who are different, and there are people who love them. Lin Ziyi quickly flew back to help the soldiers.

Lin Ziyi, Lin Zichen and Lin Yunxi have the same temper. If people don't offend me, I won't be a prisoner. If people offend me, I will be a prisoner!

When he was far away, he shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, help! He wants to kill Yi'er!"

Jun Yuheng couldn't help laughing. Was he going to be chased?

Nangong Yu king also couldn't help smiling.

Nangong Yunhao and Nangong Yunrui's eyebrows stirred involuntarily. Does he know that he is afraid now? But on that little face, there was no fear at all. It was obvious that she was flirting and selling cute!

Jun Yuheng flew and quickly held Lin Ziyi in his arms. He looked at the men opposite ruthlessly and saw the golden flag on their ship. It was the beauty of the Qingwu aristocratic family.

At this time, several other men also picked up their son from the sea.

Only a few teenagers were black and blue. If they didn't recognize their body shape and clothes, their miserable face would be their son.

After giving his son to the servant and returning to the room for treatment, the six middle-aged men looked at Jun Yuheng and them.

"Who are you? Dare to attack the people of Qingwu aristocratic family." when the man in black saw Lin Ziyi flying back to the ship, he was surprised that the child was a fourth level cultivation. No wonder his son would be beaten by him so that he didn't even know his father!

But a child with high garlic sprouts is a fourth level cultivation, which he can't think of.

In his eyes, the child belongs to a talent against heaven.

"Bold, Qingwu master, open your dog's eyes and see that you can kill the grandson of God." the ghost King roared hoarsely, like a devil from hell.

"God, god respect!" aomu song, a man in Xuanyi, looked at Jun Yuheng in surprise.

He is the inherited God, the holy monarch Yuheng.

"I have seen God!" the six men knelt down quickly and respectfully.

Qingwu aristocratic family, however, belongs to the jurisdiction of God in the inherited territory.

Although he had never seen the God, he heard that he had a pair of blue eyes. Qingmu song looked at Jun Yuheng in a daze. When he saw the blue eyes clearly, there was a touch of panic at the bottom of his eyes. At the moment, how many people dare to make trouble?

God is lucky that he won't trouble them.

After all, it was his child's hand that moved first. When the child was dragged down by the tentacles of Warcraft, he also saw it. He thought it was a small fight between children, and his child was an animal master. He wanted his son to practice his hand, but he didn't expect to practice the evil. In the final analysis, he did it himself.

Jun Yuheng smiled coldly and said coldly, "do you still feel that your son is wronged?"

Qingmu song immediately smiled and said, "God, it's because Musong didn't teach the dog well. After returning, qingmou will strictly discipline him." how dare he feel that his son is wronged!

Although his son did something wrong, his son was beaten like this by a child. He was angry and helpless at the bottom of his heart. He hated iron but not steel. A child with a high garlic seedling can cultivate to level 4, while his son is 12 years old and cultivate to level 3. In this martial world, he can only blame his child for his poor skills!

Qingmu song didn't dare to make trouble. The others were very angry, but no one dared to make trouble easily. They could only hate that their son was inferior to others and was beaten half to death by a child!

We can only find a chance to avenge ourselves later.

But it was the first time they heard that God had grandchildren.

Several old men were half dead with anger, but they had words of suffering. They could only swallow the grievance suffered by their son.

When Lin Ziyi heard this, his small face carved with powder and jade was full of energy and radiance. Looking at the oppressed appearance of several old men, he was in a high mood.

I really enjoyed playing today. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for several days.

My mother said that the road of life is tortuous, ups and downs, waves and twists. If you love, you will love, if you hate, if you beat, if you scold, you can't wronged yourself.

"Later, when you see your two grandsons, take a detour, otherwise you will still be unlucky!" Jun Yuheng said coldly.

"Yes, God!" Aoki song replied respectfully.

Jun Yuheng looked at ghost Jun. ghost Jun immediately let the boat sail. After a while, he threw qingmusong's boat far away.

Jun Yuheng put Lin Ziyi down and gently rubbed Lin Ziyi's head, "Yi'er, have a good time?"

Lin Ziyi's big eyes flickered, cunning and smart, "Grandpa, only Yi'er beat them, how can you have fun? If you can fight them for 300 rounds, it's fun?"

"Oh! Who was running away and shouting for help?" Nangong Yunhao stood aside and joked about Lin Ziyi, but he was so fierce today that he jumped at him for the first time.

Lin Ziyi scratched his head, smiled a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle three, that's six levels of cultivation. Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses. The cultivation in the world changes rapidly. We should keep unchanged to deal with changes. We know we can't fight, but we have to go up and die. Yi Er doesn't have this hobby."

Lin Ziyi's words made everyone laugh. Jun Yuheng slowly said, "Yi'er, you've made a big disaster today. The inheritance strength of the Qingwu family is not low, and you should be more careful when you get to the blue sea and land!" although Jun Yuheng reminded Yi'er, he also knew that with Yi'er's temperament, if the people of the Qingwu family are provoking Yi'er, I'm afraid it will become more and more intense.

Lin Ziyi smiled and nodded. His strength was not low. If he dared to provoke Lin Ziyi, he would upset his Qingwu family.