Seeing Tang San practicing, Tang Yuehua felt a burning face.

Recalling what happened the previous hour, a tempting blush appeared in his pretty face, and even a layer of pink color was dyed on his neck.

At the beginning, the clan clan said that the battle would be resolved in ten minutes, but Tang Yuehua agreed. After all, he was his beloved husband. Compared with his husband's happiness, it would be fine to let his cheap nephew Tang Sanduo wait for ten minutes.

But ten minutes later, the clan sect had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, her patience had reached its limit.

Then the clan clan told her that it would be over in another ten minutes, and that he had blocked the room with his soul power. The outside was "can't hear" the sound inside. Tang Yuehua was convinced and shouted instinctively.

It lasted for an hour.

"I blame you for being so greedy, which has caused the mistress to wait for us for so long. People born in the year of the dog!" Tang Yuehua looked at the clan with a resentful look on her face. Her slender jade hand reached into the waist of the clan and squeezed it hard.

The clan sect's face has always been as thick as a city wall. He laughed dryly and said embarrassedly: "That... isn't that Yuehua's charm too much, so I can't help it?"

Seeing that the clan clan said this, Tang Yuehua snorted softly, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face. Which woman doesn't like others to praise her for being beautiful and charming, especially this person is the man she likes.

Seeing her smiling, the clan clan understood that she was right and wrong, and chuckled and stopped talking. He looked at Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged on the chair, and a banter flashed in his eyes.

Tang Yuehua walked to Tang San and gently pushed, "Miss San wake up..."

Feeling that someone was pushing him, Tang San lifted the sensory blockade and slowly opened his eyes. What caught his eye was Tang Yuehua's beautiful figure.

He stood up and looked at Tang Yuehua with a complicated expression, "Aunt."

Tang Yuehua showed a soft smile on her face, and she pointed to the clan behind her, "Come on, mistress, let me introduce you. This is my uncle and I often talk about, but I think you should have known each other before."

Tang San was happy and thought to himself: Can you finally see the mysterious uncle who even his father Tang Ritian feels inferior to himself?

"Hello uncle, my name is..." Tang San didn't finish his words because he saw that he was not someone else standing behind Tang Yuehua, but his cheap "brother" clan who was infatuated and wanted to eat his flesh and sleep with his skin.

The clan clan showed a "sincerity" expression to Tang San and smiled and said, "Hello! Mission, I didn't expect Yuehua to be your aunt!"

"Aunt, is he your husband? My uncle?" Tang San pointed to the clan, and an incredible divine light flashed in his eyes, and he was extremely shocked.

Crazy...

This world is crazy...

The son who was wandering outside his father Tang Ritian actually became the husband of his aunt Tang Yuehua...

And just now, the clan clan and aunt Tang Yuehua performed the Zhou Gong ceremony in the room for more than two hours...

Is this incest or incest?

Seeing Tang San's look stunned, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but burst into laughter. At this moment, it seemed like she was back when she first met the clan, and said playfully: "Look, who else can you say is not him? Why are you scared?"

As if to prove the relationship between the two, Tang Yuehua walked to the clan and stood on tiptoe and kissed his handsome side face.

The clan clan took advantage of the situation to hug the other party's slender waist, raised his other arm, pinched Tang Yuehua's chin, and kissed him.

Tang San looked at the crazy scene in front of him in amazement, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a nameless fire surged into his heart. If Tang Yuehua hadn't been by his clan, he would have taken out the Zhuge divine crossbow and shot it over.

"Beast...what did you do..." Tang San roared at the clan.

"Kiss your wife! Is there any problem? My eldest nephew." The clan clan let go of Tang Yuehua's mouth, shrugged, showing a look of being taken for granted.

"Miss San, now you believe it! He is really your uncle." Tang Yuehua hid her head shyly in the clan's arms, breathing slightly rapid.

"Aunt, you can't be with her, he is..."

He is the son of my father Tang Ritian, my cheap brother, and your nephew.

Of course, Tang San would not say that. Article 3 of the Xuantian Baolu General Outline: Make sure that the opponent is the enemy. As long as he has the way to kill, don’t show mercy, otherwise it will only add to his own troubles.

He could be sure that the clan sect was his enemy. This result was destined from the time the other party secretly learned the Tang Sect's unique skills. If it weren't for the presence of Tang Yuehua, his father Tang Ritian would have warned him not to hurt the other party, Tang San would have taken out a hidden weapon to kill the other party.

So Tang San decided to give the clan a last chance, either joining the Tang Sect or dying. As for killing the other party, Tang Ritian asked, and said that he had defiled his aunt Tang Yuehua.

With a puff, Tang Yuehua laughed, "Missary, you are still worried about the events of the Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition two years ago! I know this. But you must be able to take it and let it go. The clan sect is indeed your uncle, and this matter has been recognized by your uncle and the elders of the Haotian Sect. You sit down first, and I will tell you about your uncle. You will definitely be shocked when you say it."

"Aunt, I'll talk about this later. I have something to ask him." Tang San looked at the clan.

The clan's eyes narrowed slightly and said calmly: "Oh? How did you figure it out?"

Tang San said coldly: "If it's a man, come with me."

While speaking, Tang San jumped out of the window.

"What's wrong with the mistress?" Tang Yuehua looked at the clan, feeling a little uneasy.

The clan clan gently pinched Tang Yuehua's Qiong's nose and smiled, "Don't worry, there will be no problem. This child is just unbalanced for me to become his uncle!"

Tang Yuehua nodded firmly and said, "I believe in you. But if you start your hand later, don't hurt him, just knock him out."

The clan clan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

After that, the clan sect disappeared into the room.

Outside Tiandou City, under the big willow tree, the place where Yu Xiaogang once fought with Bule.

Tang San's back was facing the clan and his hands were placed on the 24th bridge of the soul guide on his waist.

"I didn't expect you to really dare to follow me." Tang San said coldly.

The clan clan shrugged, looking impatient, "Tang San just say something! I will have to sleep with Yuehua later! She is prone to nightmares alone at night."

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes and the Manelidian Sharingan instantly opened. Since Tang San was coming to the door, the clan sect did not intend to let him go.

As for Tang Yuehua's side, there are a hundred ways for the clan clan to let the world know that Tang San died at the hands of others. It has nothing to do with someone in other clans.
Chapter completed!