Chapter 2295： Not filial daughter!

The second two hundred and ninety-five chapters are not filial women!

When Xiao Zheng knew the location and time of the battle, he was also shocked.

The last glimpse of his and Lin Lao Yao was arranged in the home of Lin Lao Yao.

Although he did not know why Lin Lao Yao chose to be in Lin. But no matter where he is, Xiao Zheng will not refuse.

On this day, he also looked forward to it for a long time.

In the global league, he has indeed defeated Lin Lao Yao. But the defeat of the global alliance is only by operation and relationship, in order to win the final victory. Of course, it does not deny that comprehensive ability plays a decisive role. But because of this, Xiao Zheng can think that the comprehensive strength is stronger than the Lin Lao Yao?

Perhaps, only Lin Lao Yao is not willing to lower his proud head and go to talk with those big brothers.

And Xiao is in this respect, there is a natural advantage.

Therefore, the ultimate battle of the two, or chose to be in the martial arts. This is also the area where Xiao Zheng is most willing to compete.

Any martial master is extremely reluctant in this regard. Even the old monk who has been a Buddhist monk for many years, he will never accept the soft clothes. What's more, Xiao Zheng, who has not failed?

You know, he even defeated Zhao Wei.

Then, in the Lin family three days later, can he continue the legend and defeat the Lin Lao Yao?

This is an unknown number.

Before the end of the duel, no one dares to pack the ticket. Including Lin Lao Yao.

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"Really to fight with Xiao Zheng?"

Lin. There was a cup of coffee in the autumn, and the face was obviously different.

"He is your enemy to kill the enemy. It is also my enemy. Why not fight?" Lin Lao Yao asked. "Are you afraid of me dying, or are you afraid of him dying?"

In the face of the forest demon's counter-question, the autumn harvest slightly shouted: "I am afraid."

"You are an independent woman. You don't need anyone to exist, you can live very well. Why should you be nervous?" Lin Lao Yao once again asked.

This autumn harvest is a bit hesitant.

Is she independent?

She has been an independent woman for years. Even Zhao Wei rarely manages any of her private life. But this is before I met Xiao Zheng, even before I was in love with Xiao Zheng.

After that, the autumn harvest has already fallen.

She is no longer the mysterious and powerful autumn harvest.

When she was gradually captured and completely conquered. She is no longer the woman who can live freely and independently.

She slowly needs something else to enrich her life.

The autumn harvest smiled charmingly, and looked at the second uncle and said: "I am not afraid that the old man will lose to the son-in-law."

"Are you sure I will lose?" Lin Lao Yao slightly picked up his throat.

"Don't you have lost one time?"

"It's right." Lin Lao Yao looked at a steady smoke, and said his lips. "So look at who can win this time."

The autumn harvest took a deep look at Lin Lao Yao.

She saw it, Lin Lao Yao is not only confident in this battle, but also fully prepared.

As for the contest in the global league, the autumn harvest is equally clear. Lin Lao Yao did not do his best. Otherwise, it is really hard to say who the deer died. At least, if Lin’s old demon is inevitable, the autumn harvest is likely to be for himself. Instead of voting for Xiao Zheng.

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During these three days, Xiao Zheng met a lot of people and did a lot of things. Everything that has been done seems to have something to do with the treatment of the outsiders.

Although Lao Lin knows Xiao Zheng’s intentions, he still can’t help but feel a little worried.

One is her husband and the other is her father. Sandwiched in such an identity, how could she not be nervous at all, not guilty?

She is cold and strong again, and after all, she is just a woman.

One night before the decisive battle, the old monk visited the door. And decided to talk thoroughly with Xiao Zheng.

This will not affect Xiao Zheng’s decisive battle the next night. On the contrary, it will bring a lot of unexpected experiences to Xiao Zheng.

"The Lin Lao Yao must be a god-level powerhouse."

After the two sat in the study, the first sentence of the old monk was like this.

Xiao Zheng nodded: "This is undeniable, and I have never doubted it."

"No accident, he should be stronger than Zhao Wei." The old monk said his second sentence.

"This possibility is very big." Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and handed it to the old monk.

"Quake." The old monk suddenly shook his head. Smiled. "The leaves said."

Xiao Zheng smiled and asked: "Uncle Bai, in your opinion, I have a few chances of winning this."

In the battle with Zhao Wei, there is no chance of winning innocent. But his experience, his understanding of the entire older generation, deserves Xiao Zheng's humility to ask.

Moreover, after the battle with Zhao Wei, who can guarantee that the old monk did not go further in the realm?

Is Xiao Zheng not in the battle with Zhao Wei, to achieve God-level strength?

"Up to 50%." The old monk said extremely conservatively. "Not even."

Although it is a conservative statement. But Xiao Zheng listened. The old monk is not optimistic that he can defeat the Lin Lao Yao.

But it doesn't matter.

In the two contests between him and Lin Lao Yao, no one is optimistic from beginning to end.

For the first time, he successfully defeated Lin Lao Yao.

This second contest, who dares to say that he has no chance?

After ending the conversation with the old monk, Xiao Zhengben wanted to rest directly and recharge his batteries for the night. Lao Lin personally cooked a bowl of noodles and came in.

It is not boiled white noodles that are eaten in autumn, but a bowl of sour noodles.

At the moment when I saw this bowl of noodles, Xiao Zheng had a feeling of being like a world.

Yes.

Xiao is just living in the villa of Mingzhu, and once made such a bowl of noodles for Lin Yinyin. Maybe his craft is not good, mainly in the hot and sour. But the taste of that bowl of noodles, Lao Lin has not forgotten so far.

"I ate the noodles and went to sleep." Lao Lin said the noodles at the table.

Xiao Zheng smiled and pulled Laolin’s hand: “It’s been ten years since I blinked.”

Lao Lin was slightly stunned and immediately sat next to Xiao Zheng: "It is really a blink of an eye."

In the past ten years, they have experienced too many joys and sorrows. There are many wonderful things in life, and there are times when you are lonely. In any case, regardless of Xiao Zheng or Lin Zhuyin, I enjoy the most precious decade of my life.

Now, one of them is already 37 and the other is thirty-five. It is already the age of middle age.

Do they miss the beauty of youth?

They don't necessarily miss it.

But they must cherish the hard-won today. And hope that such happiness will continue.

"Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle." Xiao Zheng was eating noodles and looked up at Lao Lin. "Is there anything to explain to me?"

"Refueling is good," Lao Lin said in an understatement. "Don't leave regrets for yourself."

"It's a filial piety." Xiao Zheng played with the taste.

"You are not a good son-in-law." Lao Lin took a look at Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng laughed. The mouth full of grease stains on the face of Lao Lin Jie Bai Ruyu.

The 37-year-old woman can still look like this, it is really against the sky.