Chapter 1117

Seeing Fang fan put away the long sword, the sword life of the young palace master of Tianjian palace couldn't help it any longer. He ran so fast that he was afraid that his life would be lost if he slowed down a step.

When Huang Jiandou, one of the eight unique swords in Tianjian palace, came back to the pillow, the sword life was barely relieved.

Immediately, his face could not help showing a vicious look!

All this has to be carried by someone!

Sword life's vicious eyes scanned around. In fact, what he hated most was not Fang fan, but the Yellow sword sinus carving!

At that time, Fang fan's sword was put on his neck, this bastard! This bastard doesn't care! He even said that he would keep the honor of Tianjian Palace once he died!

But he didn't dare to directly beat the Yellow sword, one of the eight unique swords! The identity of others is there. Although he is the young palace leader of Tianjian palace, he has not had this authority.

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Jian Mingming slapped several practitioners of Tianjian palace directly in the face.

"Waste! What were you doing when I was trapped?"

"Old miscellaneous hair! Do you want me to die?"

"Hehe! The order of the young palace leader is hard to follow? Don't you think you need to obey the order? When the young palace leader becomes the leader of Tianjian palace, I will pay a price for you, whether you are a little bastard or an old miscellaneous hair!"

It's obviously pointing at the mulberry tree and swearing at the locust tree.

Although it was played by ordinary practitioners such as Tianjian palace, it was made for Huang Jiandou's carving.

Obviously, in the heart of Jianming, the leader of the Heavenly Sword palace, he already has a grudge against Huang Jiandou.

Huang Jiandou's face turned black. It's too oppressive to face these dandies!

I can't beat and scold, and I have to be secretly harmed from time to time

"Hum!"

Dou Ke snorted coldly and walked away. He was afraid that he could not help getting angry.

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When the matter of Tianjian palace came to an end, the city Lord of chentian city always stood beside Fang fan with a black face.

A pair of eyes sometimes fell on Fang fan and sometimes on Chen Tianshi and Chen Tianshan.

From time to time, I will scan the purple plume, yunyun, yunxiaoxiao and other women who have been holding Fang fan's arm

Looking at this circle, Chen Tianyuan's face looks darker

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Fang fan coughed and began to say, "thank you, city Lord, for helping me out."

Silence... Long silence

Fang fan is embarrassed that she is about to commit cancer

Can you say a word?

"Dad, brother Fang fan is talking to you!"

Chen Tianshan on one side couldn't see it anymore, and urged him on the other side.

Although Chen Tianshi didn't speak, the hint in his eyes was obvious.

Chen Tianyuan stared at Chen Tianshi and Chen Tianshan, and then focused on Fang fan.

"What do you think, boy?"

Chen Tianyuan asked directly with a dark face.

"What do you think? What does chentian City Lord mean? I just sincerely want to express my gratitude..."

Fang fan shrugged. How does he feel that there is conspiracy theory in it?

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

"It's the marriage between you and Shier!"

"To tell you the truth, do you want to be my son-in-law of chentian family?"

Chen Tianyuan pointed out his words directly.

Fang fan was stunned

Chen Tianshi's face turned red in an instant: "father, what are you talking about!"

Although the tone of Chen Tian's poem is mixed with complaints about Chen Tianyuan, his eyes gather unnaturally on Fang fan's face and want to hear what Fang fan thinks