Su Yingxia nodded: "on the day of my wedding, I hope you will do me one last favor and kill me, okay?"

"But..." Fuli hesitated, this was contrary to their original plan.

"If I were put under house arrest by them, after marrying the Gusu family, and then being controlled until I gave birth to a true god, Futian's patriarch status would be even more unshakable. Although killing me would not do you and Fumang any good, but It is quite detrimental to Futian, isn't the enemy's detriment actually to your benefit?"

Fu Li nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

At this time, Han Sanqian and Xiaotao had already rushed for a day's journey. Of course, he hoped to rush to Tianlong City without stopping, but he also knew that the four dragons needed to rest after flying for a long time.

Xiaobai and Linlong have already consumed a lot of energy because of the original battle of the Nihility Sect, and now they are almost asleep in their bodies. If even the four dragons are tired, Han Sanqian can only walk to Tianlong with his legs city.

Besides, Xiaotao doesn't have much cultivation, but she has been running in and out for days and nights, so she needs to rest even more.

The two temporarily settled down in Dacheng, a place two days away from Tianlong City.

When they arrived at the inn, Han Sanqian and Xiaotao sat down. At this time, a young master walked in swaggeringly with a few dog legs.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw him, he immediately went up to meet him: "Hey, isn't this Uncle Zhang? What brought you here? Come, come, sit inside, sit inside."

The young master gave a triumphant grace, and under the guidance of the shopkeeper, he sat down on an elegant seat in the middle of the hall. waiting.

Han Sanqian didn't think much about it, and drank tea on his own.

Some people started to be dissatisfied.

"Damn it, a bunch of power dogs, what do you mean now, huh? They are all serving Zhang Yongjin, so they don't treat us as guests, do they?"

"Isn't that right, I'm fucking ordering food, but this damn waiter suddenly ran over to pour tea for Zhang Yongjin, what is this?"

"Okay, two brothers, don't be annoyed. Who made Zhang Yongjin different from what he used to be? Now he is not the same Zhang Yongjin he used to be. His status and background are not ordinary now."

As soon as this was mentioned, someone immediately said with disdain: "Hmph, what's unusual? Isn't his cousin Gu Su Zhan just wanting to marry a broken shoe? Look, the one who makes them proud is only a member of their family, who can marry him A broken shoe is considered a good thing, but to me, it would be a shame."

"That's right. I heard that the broken shoe was found by a trash, and she shamelessly gave birth to a child for that trash. Only such a woman, that is, people from their family are rare." Another person echoed.

"Actually, don't say that. No matter what, the strength of the two big families is naturally not the same. Besides, that woman is not as bad as you say. After all, she is a woman who can give birth to a true god. It's also pretty long."

"Pretty? What's the point of being pretty? Like I said, that's just a bitch."

"Hey, brother Lin, you still have to be careful with what you say. If Zhang Yongjin hears you say that, it will inevitably be troublesome again."

"Why? What I said is the truth, I'm afraid he won't succeed?"

At this time, Han Sanqian frowned and turned around to look: "Three, who is this woman you are talking about?"

The leader glanced at Han Sanqian, took a sip of his wine in disdain, and said coldly, "Who else could it be? The bitch of the Fu clan, Fuyao."

Han Sanqian's complexion turned iron immediately, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He said that he could do anything, but if Su Yingxia was not a word, Han Sanqian could protect his weaknesses to the extreme.

Sensing Han Sanqian's murderous intent, the leader couldn't help swallowing: "Brother, you don't have anything to do with the Fu clan, do you?"

Han Sanqian smiled coldly: "I have nothing to do with them."

"Cough, that's all right." The leader let out a long breath, although he said he wasn't afraid, but could he really be? If he was really not afraid, why didn't he even dare to provoke Zhang Yongjin? !

"However, I'm the trash you said." Han Sanqian smiled wickedly.

Han Sanqian's smile made the man's scalp tingle, but he quickly realized that if Han Sanqian was Fuyao's good-for-nothing husband in the blue world, then what would he have to be afraid of? JrNovels.com