Chapter 301 (1/2)

There was silence around. You could see that the so-called son's face had been covered with a burst of frost, and his eyes looked at Yan Mengmeng coldly.

Yan Mengmeng felt his eyes, turned his head and looked directly at him. The fan covered the lower part of his face, making him look like a shy little girl at the moment.

Yan Mengmeng didn't speak. It was her little sister who spoke to defend her position.

”It scares your dog's eyes. Your highness doesn't know the saint. How dare you speak impolitely.”

Yan Mengmeng nodded with great satisfaction and silently gave the little sister a thumbs up.

You must reward her when you go back

Just thinking of this, the sharp female voice sounded again, right next to Yan Mengmeng's ear. The voice made Yan Mengmeng retreat again and again.

”Sister saint, don't blame him. He's always closed down. He's not in a hurry to get to know her!”

Yan Mengmeng's retreat made them a little confused. His Highness the son's voice is really strange, but it's not ugly. Are you serious about retreating so many steps?

Indeed, the voice of his Highness the son is not unpleasant, even very pleasant, but some are too neutral. Yan Mengmeng is disgusted by this, ah, from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Mengmeng's hind legs made his Royal Highness's face colder.

Yan Mengmeng looked at the son and said with a little disgust, ”Your Highness, what's the matter with me?”

The holy son didn't leave to respond to Yan Mengmeng. Instead, he first turned around and asked his little brother to save his loyal dog. Then he turned around and said to Yan Mengmeng: ”I heard that a peerless genius suddenly came to the sect door. I paid a special visit to see what the real genius is like. I hope the holy sister will give me advice!”

Yan Mengmeng nodded and understood what he was doing here.

”Well, I see. Since you sincerely asked, I'll teach you a move with compassion.”

With that, Yan Mengmeng made a strange gesture.

The right hand becomes the palm, extends behind the back, the left hand is behind the back, and the eyes look at the front.

The Holy Son was full of vigilance and looked extremely serious. He stared directly at Yan Mengmeng and was ready to deal with it at any time.

The people on the court are also gathering gold and gathering God. Looking at Yan Mengmeng, the atmosphere dare not breathe. This action and posture must be the enlarged move of the holy daughter!

”Hoo!”

With one palm, Yan Mengmeng's body turned half a circle, and the hand seal turned more radians with the body. A palm wind blew and made a slight ”shout” sound on the silent field.

Then

It was silent. Even the little sisters behind Yan Mengmeng couldn't see what the operation was. As Yan Mengmeng slowly returned to the normal standing position, people began to guess what Yan Mengmeng's move was.

For a time, the discussion began, and the quiet field became a little noisy.

At this time, the son was really confused and didn't understand what Yan Mengmeng did.

Then, Yan Mengmeng looked at the son there again and said, ”well, it's over. This is the move to hit your attendant just now. I call it - big windmill shouting face!”

Son of God:_ ╯

People:

”This move looks simple, but it's actually very troublesome. You have to practice more to fully master it. I have something else to do. Think about it yourself; sisters, go home!”

Son of God:_ ╯╬

The spectators understood Yan Mengmeng's meaning and directly began to laugh. The laughter of the masses covered the son with ice.

Obviously, he is very angry!

Yan Mengmeng didn't care about this at all. He turned and was about to go to the yard. The angry son directly launched his martial spirit at this time.

He was sure that today, no matter what, he would have to pay the price for playing with his little one.