"Already beaten." Song Yihuang replied truthfully.
"Ah...this..."
A hint of sadness flashed across Song Aobei's face, and he sighed softly and said: "What if this guy Fang Xiaoyu finds out that he is from our Song family and has informed the ancestor of the Qi family to come over. Then it will be troublesome. In my opinion
, even if the ancestor of the Qi family comes, he may not be able to defeat this boy Fang Xiaoyu! After all, there is Leng Qingtian supporting him. It seems that things are a bit troublesome."
Song Aobei began to regret a little.
Song Yihuang smiled proudly and said: "Dad, it's okay. As long as our Song family doesn't admit this matter, how will Fang Xiaoyu know that it was us who informed him! Besides, we still have this little bitch Song Yingxue who can be used as a trump card!"
"Yingxue?" Song Aobei's eyes lit up.
"That's right! Yingxue is our trump card. Don't forget, the ancestor of the Song family has betrothed Song Yingxue to Fang Xiaoyu as his little wife." Song Yihuang replied with a proud smile on his face: "I believe Fang Xiaoyu will not
Leave Song Yingxue alone. As long as we grasp this weak point, Fang Xiaoyu will not dare to do anything to us. Besides, the Qi family will not spare him. Then we will use a trick to trick Fang Xiaoyu into the game and let the Qi family grow up.
If Zu kills him, everything in the world will be peaceful. Haha!"
Song Aobei had another thought.
"That's right! Why didn't I think of that! My precious granddaughter is Fang Xiaoyu's little wife! As long as I coax Yingxue and let her curry favor with Fang Xiaoyu, there is still room for recovery."
Song Aobei patted his head with a proud smile, waved his hand towards Song Yihuang and said: "Listen up, our Song family has changed our strategy. Fang Xiaoyu is worth dating. In my opinion, this person will be
The support of our Song family. I decided to betroth Yingxue to this boy. It seems that my ancestor’s decision was right. I was short-sighted before!"
Suddenly, he changed his mind. He felt more and more that his granddaughter was a good match for Fang Xiaoyu.
Upon hearing this, Song Laiming's face darkened. He said to Song Aobei with a worried look on his face: "Grandpa, you won't reuse that little bitch again, will you? Don't forget, Fang Xiaoyu fucked up my roots.
Gone."
"Okay, I will figure this out later. Pass my order. No one is allowed to offend Fang Xiaoyu in the future. He must be respectful to Fang Xiaoyu." Song Aobei nodded with satisfaction and looked at Fang Xiaoyu who was standing under the moonlight.
, a look of satisfaction flashed across his face. The more he looked at it, the more he fell in love with it. It seemed as if the person in front of him was already his future grandson-in-law.
Seeing that Song Aobei suddenly changed his mind, Song Yihuang looked as if he had eaten dirt, his face was lifeless.
And Song Laiming is even uglier than the bitter gourd.
The two looked at each other and finally nodded, indicating that they would find a place to discuss the matter privately later.
The battle in front of him continued. Eighteen ghost warriors surrounded the Yin Shenwu, preventing him from exerting any force. He was frustrated again and again.
Qi Wankai was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he could only stand aside and worry.
Fang Xiaoyu took out a handful of talisman paper from his arms and immediately wrote a few more Five Thunder Talismans on it.
"The Eighteen Yin Arhat gives way!"
He shouted, and the ghost warriors immediately gave way.
Fang Xiaoyu concentrated his energy, activated his thoughts, and ignited the talisman in his hand.
"Hoo!" There was a sound, and a long line of fire suddenly appeared and struck towards the Yin Martial God in front of him.
The five thunder talisman fire struck the Yin Martial God, and bursts of green smoke immediately rose up. The five thunder talisman fire, carrying the power of the divine punishment, attracted bursts of lightning, burning the Yin Martial God all over and shaking.
The ground squirmed.
"The Yin God listens to the order, the Hundred Thousand Mountain Witch King is here. Kneel down quickly." Fang Xiaoyu raised his cold eyebrows, pinched his fingers, and pointed at the Yin Martial God in front of him.
"Witch King!" After Yin Wushen was shaken violently by the thunder and lightning, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down in front of Fang Xiaoyu with a "thud" sound.
Fang Xiaoyu jumped up and ran over immediately.
He came to the front of Yinwu God, took out the Ecstasy Gu, smeared it on his fingers, and then at very fast speed, he wrote a talisman on the Yinwu God's Tanzhong point, and muttered something: "Wanshan Witch"
The king used a little light to erase the seal of its soul; I planted a soul-enchanting Gu, and now it is for my use. I tell this soul to go east, but this soul dare not go west. I tell this soul to kill the enemy, and this soul will go through fire and water.
Chi Xiangqian. Now I accept the Witch King's Seal and I will be loyal to the Witch King's order forever. If I disobey it, I will be burned by the thunder of heaven."
After that, Fang Xiaoyu pointed to the sky with his hand and shouted loudly: "The sun and moon are witnesses, and the earth is the master. Five thunders seal it, and thunder is coming!"
In a flash of thought, Fang Xiaoyu took out the Heavenly Master's Seal at an extremely fast speed and formed a lightning-inducing technique in mid-air.
"boom!"
As the last word "come" fell, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed in the air and struck down the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the Yin Martial God.
The thunder and lightning struck Yin Wushen and immediately knocked him to the ground, lying in front of Fang Xiaoyu.
At the same time, another branch of the electric light hit another camphor tree as thick as a human waist.
"Crash!" The camphor tree fell down on the spot, causing the ground to tremble.
This strange scene had already alarmed the people in the guest room and the Song family.
Everyone thought there was an earthquake and were so frightened that they all ran out of the room wearing pajamas.
Women screamed, men roared, and it became a chaotic mess for a while.
People were running around telling each other in Song Dynasty's gardens.
"It's terrible, it's terrible! Something big has happened to the Song family."
"What happened?"
"It seems like a monster has fallen by the lake."
"Yes, there is another tree that fell."
"Someone caused thunder."
After triggering the thunder, Fang Xiaoyu took the Heavenly Master's Seal back, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
He did not expect that the thunder-inducing power of the Heavenly Master's Seal would be so powerful. It shocked everyone around him.
The scene in front of him had already stunned Song Aobei who was watching from the sidelines.
He shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "This... this is impossible, this is impossible! This kid can actually use his body to draw thunder. This is the supreme state of thunder! If you practice further, you will overcome the tribulation. This is to transcend.
Will you go straight to the realm of saints in the Nascent Soul stage?"
Even Mr. Leng on the side was shocked by Fang Xiaoyu's move just now.
He gently stroked the beard on his chin with his hand and said: "What a god! What a god! This guy can actually draw thunder with his body. That's all. He can also draw thunder to burn monsters, which is awesome. Although his level is low.
I have the upper hand, but if he waits for him to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, I’m afraid that the two of me combined won’t be his opponent!”
Song Yihuang and Song Laiming were completely frightened when they saw this scene.
It took a long time for the two of them to recover.
Song Laiming fell to the ground and said with a grimace: "Dad, it seems that I will never be able to repay my revenge in my lifetime!"
"Oh! Think about how you can please Yingxue when you go back! Maybe only she can save you." Song Yihuang sighed with a bitter face.
"What? My roots are broken. I still want to beg this little bitch to please Fang Xiaoyu?" Upon hearing this, Song Laiming was so angry that he passed out on the spot. (To be continued)