Alien God System

Oh, Daxia Yang, what are you doing, why are you taking my clothes off, don’t..."

Daxia Yang, please respect yourself, don't...don't...I'll do it myself..."

Daxia Yang, be gentle, don't be so rude..."

...

In a short while, from the dark corners of the wall, the four royal ancestors screamed in shame.

The ears of the iron jersey not far away moved slightly, already understanding what had happened, and couldn't help but lower his head and sigh.

After a short while, the panic yelling stopped, and Yang Feng swaggered out of the gloomy ground, with a smug smile on his face.

Behind him, four old men with messy hair, only a vest and trousers all over his body, walked out desperately, like four ignorant girls who were insulted.

Completely stunned!

What have we just experienced?

The cold wind was blowing, picking up their slightly depressed silver thread, and fluttering in front of their completely dull eyes.

puff!

Seeing this scene, Tie Zhanyi couldn't help covering his mouth and laughed, bitterly in his heart.

Let you just stand and talk without backache, now you know the difficulties of the old man. You were robbed by that little monster, so you can’t do anything, cut!

The four of them stood still in the cold wind for a long time before they reacted, and went back to their original place in silence.

Seeing that they were back, Tie Zhanyi immediately asked, knowingly: Huh? Where is the Dragon Soul Armor on you? "

Hmm... I borrowed it! "

Loaned out? Who did you borrow? "

Daxia Yang! "

How can you lend such precious dragon soul armor from our Tie Family to outsiders? "

Is Daxia Yang an outsider? "

With a grim expression, the four old men immediately said in unison: Daxia Yang has done everything for me, Nanzhao, exhausted, and borrowed one...Uh no, borrowed four armors for him, what happened? Don't be so stingy! Our Tie Family are all capable people! "

Cut, exactly the same as I just said.

Rolling his eyes, Tie Zhanyi listened to them, curled his lips non-committal, and then said with a smile: Okay, whoever doesn't cook the stove, only you know what's going on, don't want to face and suffer. If you borrow Dragon Soul Armor, please lend it out. Now put me on a decent dress, and I will see that Gandi Luo later. What is your outfit? "

Oh!

Shen Shen nodded. Now the four old guys had nothing to refute. They obediently took out a set of gorgeous casual clothes from the storage ring and dressed them neatly.

Only at this moment, the faces of the four people no longer have the initial spirit of energy, only the faces of grievances.

It was shameful to be robbed at the gate of my city.

Tie Zhanyi looked at them like this, fully understood their feelings, and lamented again and again in his heart.

The four of you are robbed at the gate of the city, what is it, the old man is inside the imperial city, it is equivalent to being robbed in your own home, it is even more embarrassing to spread it out.

Ugh!

Almost unanimously, the five old men sighed and sighed, and the five men looked unlovable.

And Yang Feng, the culprit in this robbery, was happy at this time, walking triumphantly among the honor guards and court officials, and his nostrils were almost reaching the sky.

Oops, no one has collided with Lao Tzu this time. The only pair of Dragon Soul Armor in the audience shows Lao Tzu's domineering demeanor. It really is the focus of the audience, star style, hehe hehe.

By the way, Lao Tie, I almost forgot to ask, an envoy of the Kingdom of Chobe, which needs your five royal offerings, come forward to greet them together, is it too embarrassing to them? "

After solving his own shirt-jumping problem, Yang Feng remembered the doubts in his heart, and when he walked to the iron jersey body, he asked by the way.

Gently stroked his beard, the iron jersey smiled sharply: Yang Daxia, an envoy from the Chobe country, how can He De, let the five old ladies wait here and welcome it? In fact, there is an incredible figure in this envoy, and he must be treated with courtesy. "

Unbelievable character? Who? "

Ranked seventh in the world's combat power list, the leader of the three supreme worship of Chobe, the **** of rainforest, Gandiro! "

Gandiro? "

Two big confused eyes blinked slightly, Yang Feng didn't know so: Is he very powerful? And what is this world battle list? "

The World Fighting Power List is a list that records all the powerhouses in the world and their strength rankings. Among them, the top ten are the ten empires, the strongest guardians of all countries. Like the patron king of the Fenglei Empire, Gandiluo of the Kingdom of Chobe, and the Kingdom of Nanzhao are old men. The old man is not talented, it is the tenth place in this world list, ha ha ha! "

He raised his head and smiled triumphantly, his iron jersey full of pride.

Yang Feng stared at him closely, and muttered unconsciously: It turns out that you are the last among the ten empires. Then you laugh, what can you be proud of? "

Uh!

With a twitch of his face, the iron jersey scratched his cheeks in embarrassment, and said brightly: Although the old man is at the bottom, he is also on the list. Isn't this a proof of strength? "

Cut, what proof of strength? I look at this list, is it not very accurate. At least... Why is there no my name on it? Why am I not on the list? Am I not strong enough? "

Hmm... it's naturally not that you are not strong enough, Daxia Yang, I am afraid that you are ranked in the list. I haven't noticed you yet. The old man thinks, with your skill, within a few years, you will be able to shake the world and top the list, no problem, hehehe! "

Tie Zhanyi smiled flatteringly, and Yang Feng nodded slightly: That's right, I'm still young. Who made this list? "

Oh, that is..."

Brother Emperor, look, Chubby's mission is here! "

However, before Tie Zhanyi had time to reply, a royal priest beside him shouted and hurriedly pointed to the front.

Hearing this, everyone looked forward and saw a mighty motorcade slowly approaching the city gate under the **** of thousands of soldiers.

Yang Feng also followed along and looked forward to see what this Chube countryman looked like, but only saw the foreign envoys, all of whom were blond and blue-eyed, slender, with a tall nose and fair skin.

Foreigner? "

The body stagnated, Yang Feng murmured.

The iron jersey on the side heard his surprise and glanced at him strangely: For our Nanzhao country, these Chobe people are naturally foreigners. "

No, I mean... are they European? "

His eyes were dumbfounded, and Yang Feng never expected that in this world, he could see European and American faces in addition to Asian faces. It's just that if these people say they are Europeans, there is one difference, that is, their ears are pointed, upturned, and towering into the sky.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Yang Feng finally nodded for confirmation.

Elf! "