Chapter 1702 (1/2)
Thinking of these, Qin Shuang thinks of Han 3000's perseverance, courage and fearlessness when he runs with him on his back. That is the most handsome face he has ever seen.
She couldn't help smiling at the thought.
Even if Linlong was only a dragon, he was completely fascinated by Qin Shuang's Fairy smile.
Qin Shuang is very beautiful, beautiful people dare not close, but she laughs, more beautiful.
Lin long also agrees with her. It's like he once killed Han 3000, but he had to bow to him in the end. Things are so changeable, and most of the time, he doesn't know the result until the end.
In the temple, Han 3000's whole body is shining with a touch of golden light, and his whole upper body is soaked with sweat. His wet clothes perfectly show the perfect lines of his body shape. With his handsome face, I'm afraid that any girl will be excited at the scene.
”Continue to urge Wuxiang, the undead has begun to transcend.” With that, Shen Xuzi continued to meditate steadily on the opposite side of Han 3000, feeling the power of peace brought by the golden light.
He was as free as wandering in the sky, which he had never felt for many years.
On the other hand, Fu Tian, who had been waiting for more than a month, finally couldn't help it. The disciples of eternal life sea are gone forever. Although it is reasonable and expected, what Fu Tian didn't expect is that he would stay for such a long time, and he hasn't received any news.
Although the Fu clan has no real God and is in great decline, after all, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. People in the immortal sea area have the right to be arrogant in front of themselves, but arrogance does not mean rudeness.
So, after asking for a meeting again yesterday, Fu Tian still has no news today and decides to pack up his things and go home.
Just out of the door, a middle-aged man came face to face, followed by four servants. When he saw Fu Tian, the middle-aged man looked at him with disdain: ”you are the head of Fu's family, Fu Tian?”
Fu Tian nodded: ”who are you?”
The middle-aged man disdained to smile and replied coldly, ”it's easy to say, the housekeeper of the eternal Ao clan, Ao Yong.”
Fu Tian immediately lost a smile: ”it's manager Ao Yong. I'm disrespectful.”
Ao Yong nodded naturally. If the head of the Fu clan had come before, he would have bowed his head and bowed his waist. But now, Ao Yonggen is totally disdainful, but he is just a small minion family. It's natural for him to be treated with courtesy.