Chapter 1170

After an afternoon and a night of lingering, Zhao Sanjin finally took Lin Qingqing and set foot on the road to the magic yuan.

Of course, in addition to Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing, Zhao Dengxian gave Zhao Sanjin six people together. Among them, Yuanshan was the first and the most powerful one reached the early stage of xiaojimie. Even if it was worse, it also had the strength of Yuanying's great success. Not only that, even Dongfang Haotian drew three good players from the Dongfang home that followed Zhao Sanjin.

Only Zhao Sanjin can do this. Although I don't know whether he can succeed, there is no other candidate except him. Whether Zhao Sanjin is the mausoleum owner of Qianshan mausoleum, the future owner of the Oriental family, or even the president of the so-called "Huanyu Group" in the Wulin, he must go.

Standing at the door of the conference hall of Qianshan mausoleum, not many people came to see them off. After all, there is nothing to publicize about this matter.

"Mother!" Zhao Sanjin looked at Wen Wenyue standing in front of him, smiled and said, "since I entered the outer Wulin, I haven't done my duty as a son. This time, after the matter of magic nightmare gate is solved, my son asked you to have grandchildren earlier!"

When Zhao Sanjing said this, his eyes also fell on the three women of Xia Lingmo. They were so ashamed that they were angry: "who... Who said to have a baby for you? It's shameless."

"Mother can remember your words, three daughters-in-law. It's estimated that at that time, don't say it's me. Even your father and your grandfather can't escape the share of grandchildren and great grandchildren." Wen Wenyue smiled. In her dark eyes, there was a glimmer of glittering tears, but she resisted it and didn't let it flow out.

"Don't worry, my son will certainly do what he says. You can wait for my good news at home!" Zhao Sanjin smiled and said firmly on his face.

"OK, OK, all of us are waiting for you to come back!" Wen Wenyue nodded excitedly, looked at Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying on the side, and said with a smile: "we're leaving. Go and say something to them."

Zhao Sanjin smiled and said, "what should I say? I finished yesterday. What else is there to say?"

Zhao Sanjin's words made Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying unable to resist their roar and shouted, "Zhao Sanjin, why don't you die?"

"All right!" looking at Xia Lingmo's two women with a fierce face, Zhao Sanjin said, "I'm just kidding. Won't you take it seriously? I knew I was dying this time. You even cursed me to die. It's really my good wife!"

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh..." Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying quickly Pooh and invite them. It's clear that they want to send away the crow's mouth just now, especially Liu Yingying. They can't help muttering, "we don't mean that."

"It doesn't mean anything?" Zhao Sanjin smiled and touched the heads of the two women. Only then did he gradually converge the smile on his face and said slowly: "wait for my news at home, take good care of our parents, and when we come back, we'll get married together."

Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying both nodded heavily and looked at the back of Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing, who turned around and left. The two women couldn't help taking a step forward, but they were blocked by Zhao Sanjin all of a sudden. In a cold voice, "stand where you are, don't move!"

Walking to the horse, Zhao Dengxian had been waiting for a long time. Looking at Zhao Sanjin's gloomy face, he couldn't help laughing and said, "you can't bear to give up before you leave? You really don't look like a man!"

"Do you think I have something to say to you, a bachelor who has been fighting with you all his life?" Zhao Sanjin lightly smiled and replied.

This is what makes Zhao Dengxian stunned. He hasn't been able to hold a fart for a long time. In particular, Zhao Dengxian is depressed when he thinks that he has been rejected by Zhao Sanjin.

"Dead boy, you're leaving. You know you're making fun of me, don't you? See how I'll deal with you when I come back!" Zhao Dengxian held it for a long time, so he could only threaten.

"Grandpa, don't forget that I am the leader of Qianshan mausoleum now. Once I come back successfully, I will not only greatly increase my strength, but also be the Savior of the whole foreign Wulin. If you want to repair me at that time, should you weigh it carefully?"

Zhao Sanjin looked at Zhao Dengxian with a playful expression on his face and said, but this made Zhao Dengxian frown a little. After he turned his mouth, he said with a smile: "you don't have to say, I also know that if you succeed, you will be floating, but..."

"How dare you fight back when I fucking hit you?" Zhao Dengxian immediately slapped Zhao Sanjin's head and scolded angrily: "really, when you grow up, your wings are hard, don't you dare to pretend to be forced with me?"

"Well, you're really great!" Zhao Sankin pursed his lips, and finally just gave Zhao Dengxian a thumbs up. Only that sentence "mother sell batch" couldn't be said in the end.

"I'm not powerful, but at least I can repair you. It's definitely more than enough." Zhao Dengxian snorted and raised his eyebrows with disdain.

Zhao Sanjin can't answer this. It's really scary. Where can Zhao Sanjin dare to talk more nonsense? If Zhao Dengxian doesn't play cards according to the routine, he'll slap his mother. Zhao Sanjin doesn't even have a chance to respond.

"Well, let's get down to business!" looking at Zhao Sanjin's disdainful expression, how can Zhao Dengxian know that Zhao Sanjin is really dissatisfied? Simply do not continue to pull the calf on this matter, and directly cut into the theme: "remember what I said to you that night, about the treasure house of the emperor of heaven."

"Remember every word in your heart." Zhao Sanjin nodded and replied, which also made Zhao Dengxian nod with satisfaction, and then added: "in addition, you should remember that if the old ancestor was born, you must not come near. His existence is not ours. You can match without the treasure house of the emperor of heaven."

"If I can't win, I won't be able to run?" Zhao Sanjin looked black and white at Zhao Dengxian. It was clear that he was questioning Zhao Dengxian. He regarded Zhao Sanjin as a fool.

"Run?" Zhao Dengxian snorted and said with a meaningful smile, "I'm afraid you don't even have a chance to escape in front of him."

"Then I really want to have a meeting!" Zhao Sanjin quarreled with Zhao Dengxian, and of course didn't let him answer. However, when the voice fell, Zhao Dengxian patted Zhao Sanjin on the shoulder with a happy face and said with a smile: "good, good, worthy of being my grandson of Zhao Dengxian."

"You're fucking exciting me again?" Zhao Sanjin said with a black face. Does this fucking need to be so poisonous?

"Jokes belong to jokes, but we can't underestimate the power of the ancestors of the evil nightmare sect, okay?" it has been found that Zhao Sanjin used the exciting method, so he simply skipped the topic.

"I see." Zhao Sankin nodded noncommittally, and then his eyes fell on everyone present. After a while, he slowly said, "take care!"

It was time for Zhao Sanjin to leave. He didn't know what to say. There were so many people present, including wives like Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying, mothers like Dongfang Haotian and Wen Wenyue, and a group of brothers like sun Feihu. Of course, the more important thing was that Zhao Sanjin pretended to be so strong that Zhao Dengxian, Zhao's grandfather, lamented Furu. So, in addition to taking care, Zhao Sanjin really doesn't know what to say.

The voice fell. Zhao Sanjin turned around and left directly this time. With Lin Qingqing, the nine people who had gone to the magic yuan together, raised their whip and finally left.

"Husband!" looking at the refusal of Qianlima jumping one or two meters, Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying couldn't help shouting: "Zhao Sanjin, we'll wait for you to come back and marry us home!"

Without looking back, Zhao Sanjin raised his arm and waved it slowly.

Zhao Sanjin left, and finally left without any hesitation, but behind him, there was a weight level team to see Zhao Sanjin off and watch Zhao Sanjin down the mountain until he could not see.

It's hard to take back her eyes for a long time. Wen Wenyue has been Xia Lingmo's two women. At this moment, her face has been filled with an expression of ardent expectation. It's just like this. For a long time, several women haven't been able to return to their senses.

Finally, Liu Yingying took the lead in saying, "ling'er, aunt, I believe Zhao Sanjin will come back safely."

"My son, I have this confidence." Wen Wenyue also nodded firmly. She also has some absolute confidence in Zhao Sanjin.

However, Wen Wenyue hesitated after the voice fell, and her eyes fell on Xia Lingmo's two women. After a while, she said again, "why don't you call me mother?"

Mother naturally means mother, but in the place of outer Wulin, no one calls her mother, but the meaning of Wen Wenyue's sentence is obvious, that is to change Xia Lingmo's words.

Mom and aunt, although there are only two words, the meaning has been thousands of miles different, especially for Xia Lingmo. Calling the man's parents is a affirmation of the man's parents.

Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying are very clear about this.

However, call mom. This topic really made Xia Lingmo's two women couldn't help but be slightly stunned. It took a while to slow down. Looking at the expectant Wen Wenyue on her face, she said slowly: "mother!"

"Ah!" Wen Wenyue hurriedly replied, as if she was afraid that if she missed the village, there would be no shop.

In front of the conference hall of Qianshan mausoleum, at this moment, the people have been temporarily distracted from Zhao Sanjin's reluctance to leave. Instead, there are laughter and laughter all over the mountain.

In the distance, Zhao Sanjin, who has left Qianshan mausoleum for dozens of miles, is still waving flattery shares with a whip. After he has already played a horse's greatest ability, Zhao Sanjin wants to let the Qianli horse fly under his crotch.

Finally, Zhao Sanjin left, and the destination was naturally no accident. It was magic yuan!