Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 109: He is my son "Nine."

If it is an enemy, it will never give time to wait for itself to grow slowly. You must strengthen it all the time. Only absolute strength can protect yourself. Only then can you protect your loved ones and protect everything you care about, but now everything is still too late.

The paw prints are falling, getting closer and closer, and expanding in Du Shao's hole. At this moment, Du Shaozhen deeply feels how small he is in front of the real strong.

"If he has one less hair, I will let you regret coming to this world..."

Daddy, just as the paws of the black robes were less than three inches from Du Shaoxuan, a faint voice came out quietly from Du Shaozhen...

Then behind Du Shaoqi's body, a tall and straight body slowly came out, seemingly slow, but it was instantly in front of Du Shaoqi, which made people feel dazzled.

With the appearance of this tall figure, even the ancient strong and strong atmosphere that enveloped Du Shaoqi was also disappeared without any reason, and Du Shaozhen suddenly disappeared.

And just in the moment of this figure, the black robes and the white cloak on the half-empty cloak lifted slightly, and then suddenly the body trembled, can not see the face under the cloak, but let people not It's hard to know, I'm afraid that this is the appearance of the figure, so that the two people in the black and white dress are absolutely surprised.

Slightly lagging behind, the black robes grabbed Du Shaoqi’s paw prints and shrank back. From the perspective of the cloak, it should be the gaze through the gap of the cloak, which has already been tightly attached to the coming person.

All eyes were shocked, and the gaze of the scene suddenly fell on the sudden appearance of Du Shaozhen, and then after seeing the people, all the eyes were not shocked.

"It's Du's third!"

"How could it be the alcoholic of Du family!"

"It’s Sanye’s coming, how did Sanye come...”

The forces of the various parties were surprised. It was not someone else. It was Du’s third-generation Du Ting Xuan.

The name of Du Jia's third child is in the middle of Shicheng, and the name of Du Shaoqi's idiot is definitely a fight.

"The third child..."

Du Zhenwu, Du Zhixiong looked at each other, and after the surprise, the two immediately revealed the color of surprise and expectation.

Just as the faint voice came out, Du Shaoqi had already hurriedly sideways, and at a glance he saw the father standing next to him.

The drunkard is still drunk, his clothes are messy, his hair is long and scattered, covering most of his face and forehead, and he still has a jugbo in his hand.

"father."

Du Shaozhen was shocked, and then the face was also a burst of surprise color, and then, it was a calm look.

"You will not die."

Du Tingxuan rushed to Du Shaoxuan and said four words plainly, still the same wine.

"Yep."

Du Shaoqi nodded. With the mental power perception at this time, Du Shaozhen felt that today's drunkard daddy seems to be different. It is very different from usual, and the body seems to be taller than the original.

Even more so that Du Shaozhen accident, the spirit of the alcoholic old man, it is only a smoke of alcohol, but it is invisible to block the horror of the black robes.

"You are finally out."

Looking at Du Tingxuan, the black robes said.

Du Tingxuan raised his head, although the black robes covered his face with a cloak, but Du Tingxuan seemed to be able to see through him. "Don't be sneaky, I thought I wouldn't know who you are, pick it up. With a fig leaf."

"Humph!"

The black robes were cold and screamed in the throat, and then the bucket on the head was thrown out to reveal the face. It was a middle-aged man of about forty years old. His eyes were deep and gloomy, quite heroic.

In the air, the middle-aged white shirt seemed to hesitate, but then he took off the fight.

The two are almost the same age, but the white shirt is a little thinner in middle age, and the face does not see too much fluctuations. I don't know what I am thinking about at the moment.

Du Shaoqi’s gaze also fell on the faces of the two men in black and white, and there was some confusion in his heart. It seems that the drunkard daddy not only knew the two people, but he still had some understanding.

Du Tingxuan’s long hair covered his eyes, and looked back at Du Shaoqi. Then he turned and looked at the black robe middle-aged. With a smile, he said, “My son, you have seen it already, it looks like me. It’s finally so big, it’s not easy for me to worry about it.”

As he spoke, Du Tingxuan’s mouth smirked and smiled. The lips were very thin and laughed very purely. Especially when it was long like him, he laughed even more happily. He said, “Like it, You have been here for almost seventeen years."

"Humph!"

In the middle of the black robe, I don’t know what Du Tingxuan’s words mean, so I just snorted in my throat and continued to look at Du Tingxuan.

"You want to kill my son?" Du Tingxuan asked.

"If you kill, there will be no trouble."

The black robe twitched in the middle of the year, and then gloomy eyes looked at Du Tingxuan, saying: "This little hybrid should not exist."

"He is not a hybrid, it is my son." Du Tingxuan said softly, the sound is peaceful, but it is a solid force.

"Because it is your species, it is a hybrid. If it is not because of you, everything will be fine." Black robe is a middle-aged desolation.

"You will pay for this sentence." Du Tingxuan's voice is calm, and begins to have a strong breath.

"Haha."

The black robe smiled in the middle age, laughed loudly, then looked at Du Tingxuan and said: "This is nearly seventeen years, you are drunk every day, I thought it was the original, today you even came out, that is good, just together Solved you."

"You can't solve me."

Du Tingxuan once again looked up, and then in the eyes of many people surprised, the messy long hair was smashed to the shoulders, completely revealing the face that had been half covered under the long hair.

This is a resolute face, just as strong as Du Shaozhen’s face, and the eyebrows are flying obliquely into the shackles, and the thick long eyelashes soften the original contours, but the slight brows seem to have hidden A lot of deep thoughts.

If the face is refreshing, this face is definitely enough for the woman to look back and see more, but today's drunken look, coupled with the face of the stubble, looks a lot of vicissitudes.

However, this also seems to have a strong masculine charm, even the sound of alcoholic smoke, but also makes his voice have a kind of mellowness for the woman, looking at the black robe middle age, said: "You really shouldn't move my son."

The peace of the voice fell, Du Tingxuan's eyes gradually sharpened.

"I don't want to move, but to kill."

The black robe is sullen in the middle ages: "You should know, don't say that it is killing your father and son. Even if you slaughter this little stone city, it will be easy for us."

"You? Tell those people behind you."

Du Tingxuan’s sharp eyes began to fluctuate, saying: “But at least you can’t. You were not my opponent in the past. Compared to them, you are too far away, or you will not be sent to this place. It looks like you are in their minds, and they are not worth mentioning at all."

"Du Ting Xuan, you are looking for death!"

The middle-aged face of the black robe was gloomy. Du Tingxuan’s words seemed to have poked his pain. The hustle and bustle of his eyes, the horrible atmosphere spread, and the large runes of the radiance spread out like a star.

Suddenly, the horror of the atmosphere swept over, on the top of the stone city, the winds and clouds, the world is discolored!

The middle-aged roar of the black robe screamed, and the palm of the hand slammed a fierce grip, and the mysterious pattern was surging. It turned into a trench, the dazzling energy of the trenches flashed, the rune extension, the black robe The middle figure also flew directly to Du Tingxuan, and he was screaming and screaming: "Du Ting Xuan, you can't compare with me after all, you guys, who are ants, are despicable!"

"laugh!"

The sound of the drink fell, and the battle was accompanied by the hustle and bustle of the weather. If the stars bloom, the space where it passes is directly distorted, with the sound of the whistling sound, pointing to the head of Du Tingxuan.

"boom!"

Just before the trembling came to the front, Du Tingxuan’s mouth was slightly moving, and the sharp black eyes were stunned. Suddenly it was like a change of person, and the terrorist momentum suddenly broke out from the body.

At this moment, Du Tingxuan is still a drunken Du Jia, who is usually drunk, and the horrible momentum that suddenly spreads out in the font is enough to make the world discolored!

When the figure moves, it does not go backwards. Du Tingxuan kills the eyes and looks at the dazzling trenches that plundered. There is no such thing as a dodge. I don’t know when, there is a secret pattern in the palm. Out, then turned into a long gun.

Above the rifle, there is a flash of Rayman, and the smashing of the sky is so horrible that it is shocking!

"laugh!"

Before the trench, the space burst, but when the trench appeared in the distance of Du Tingxuan's body less than an inch, Du Tingxuan's figure was turned into a residual shadow floating in the sky, the trenches wearing Du Tingxuan's afterimage, afterimage Broken up, with space ripples, dazzling.

Just in the trenches of Du Tingxuan’s remnants, the black robe’s middle-aged body was immediately erected, and then his gloomy gaze stunned. Even if he saw the disappearing figure, it’s already appearing. His distance is less than one meter in front of him.

"Oh!"

In the urgency of Cangjie, the middle-aged black robe can only be placed on the whole body like a small star-like amulet.

"In the past seventeen years, if I don't get drunk every day, how can they be relieved, but do you really think that these years, I am really drunk every day?"

"Nine is coming, brothers, there are still three hours today. The flowers are still a dozen or so to three hundred. You can help Xiao Xiao to rush to three hundred. Xiao Yan continues to code, and there is still an explosion today.

Xiao Yan doesn't know how many outbreaks will come tomorrow after tomorrow, but every day will do his best. Today, there is still strength, so there will be more and more, no lazy. "