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"Then, that's a legendary assassin... the most difficult assassin to deal with!" Pope Light glared and said, "Although you lived long enough, in the Middle Ages, you were only an S-level demon king at most, right?"

A strong man like a legendary assassin likes to wander in the darkness. His best attitude is to conceal his breath, and it is hard to find traces of things. If he sincerely wants to hide, he can prevent you from seeing his traces in your life.

And when you are most unprepared, you will suddenly appear behind your back and have a surprise attack. The most shameless thing is that if he fails to hit the attack, he will escape thousands of miles away, and then appear again in ten or eight years.

If you are targeted by such as assassins, unless he dies, you will live in the shadows for the rest of your life. So, this is the terrible thing about the assassins. The ring is not their main battlefield, but the world is their stage.

Although the King of Vulgarity was beaten like a dog by Harrison on the ring, if in the wild, Willy could keep someone alive in the shadows forever.

This is why many units and organizations want to recruit the casual cultivator Willy. If he breaks through to S level, it will be like a very shocking nuclear weapon.

"He wants to die, who can I blame?" Concubine Linghu Yao said lightly, "A assassin who ran from another place dares to covet my beauty, so he will naturally seek death. Besides, we are all organized and powerful people."

"What?" Uncle Pao said with a glaring glance, "What a bold idiot. Even my wife dares to think about it. If I were to pat him to death hundreds of times."

Concubine Linghu Yao glanced at him angrily and said, "Don't you know where you were at that time?"

"Hehe, my concubine Yao has been practicing for thousands of years, isn't it just to wait for me?" Uncle Paotian smiled shamelessly.

"Indeed, I have been waiting for thousands of years. Why can't I wait for decades more?" Concubine Linghu Yao sneered and said repeatedly, "It's all my fault that I was too naive at the time and was deceived by your sweet words. If I wait for decades more, Xiao Yan will be much better than you."

Crack ~

Uncle Pao's heart was broken and he glanced at Wang Yan with a faint look. It is indeed worthy of being proud of taking out an apprentice, but it is so outstanding that it completely crushes the master and overwhelms the master's light, which will put a lot of pressure on him.

"Sister is right. Anyway, I have been here for so many years, so why haven't I waited for decades?" Prince Rose also said quietly, "How great is Xiao Yan, young and handsome, and his future potential is even more impressive. Alas, the sweet words of the stinky man have killed people."

"Si Si, I was quite handsome when I was young, okay?" Uncle Pao touched his nose pitifully, "Besides, you were forced to me at the beginning."

Swish swish swish swish ~

The surprised eyes were all focused on Prince Rose. It turned out that there was such a scene at the beginning?

Even with Prince Rose's face, he couldn't help but feel slightly hot. His pretty eyes glared over and said, "You old guy, do you believe it or not, I will suck your blood dry in one mouthful?" As he said that, he showed a pair of pointed fangs in anger.

"Si Si, I have no regrets if I can die in your mouth." Uncle Pao said shamelessly.

"My teacher's wife, Uncle Pao. Please stop flirting." Wang Yan couldn't help but get goose bumps, "Most of us young people can't withstand this bloody slutty."

Sure enough, several young girls showed strange looks.

"Okay, OK, you two can chat in private." Concubine Linghu Yao also gave Uncle Pao fiercely, and directly stuffed the legendary holy weapon Dark Reaper into Wuya Ange's hand, and said gently, "Ange, I think you have a strong understanding and control of the laws of darkness, but without the right equipment, this weapon is the most suitable for you."

It can be seen that Concubine Linghu Yao has made a sacrifice for Wang Yan and has kept drawing out the family. This is a legendary holy weapon, even the S-level powerhouse is rushing to seek.

This dark harvester alone is enough to use the s+ level of Wuya'an song.

"Xiao Yan, can I accept it?" Wu Ya'an Ge asked Wang Yan for his opinion with his weak eyes. He looked like a well-behaved and obedient little girlfriend.

Wang Yan shivered from the bottom of his heart, Sister An Ge, I really can't adapt to it when you pretend to be like this? He coughed twice and said, "Well, Master's wife asked you to accept it, you can accept it."

"Thank you, Master's wife." Wu Ya'ange happily took the dark harvester, and with his fingertips, the dagger spun drippingly in her hand, gorgeous and beautiful.

But the word "master's wife"!

It immediately caused Gao Mingyue and the two saints looked at each other.

This Wuya Ange is so good at pretending and shameless. You and Wang Yan don’t even have a single word of the eight characters, so you are starting to call the master’s wife? It’s so shameless.

The girls were unhappy, but Concubine Linghu was so happy. With the differences in race between her and Uncle Pao and her strong strength, the chance of giving birth to offspring is very low. For Wang Yan, she treated Wang Yan like her own son.

Listening to An Ge's word "Master's Lady", he took special care of her, kept picking up food, and asked her about some difficulties in her cultivation.

The two saints looked at each other. This is really a life like a play. It turns out that shamelessness has the benefits of being shameless. There is no doubt that the scene in front of us has a great influence on Wang Yan.

They had already started to think inadvertently whether to learn Wuya'an Song and increase the favorability of Concubine Linghu Yao.

Next, I had a happy dinner.

Especially the new sister Nan Lian and An Ge have received great benefits from Master Wang Yan, which is a legendary holy weapon for each person. This Youth Conference may not be able to reward such treasures even if they reach the quarterfinals.

In fact, Wang Yan understood very well that the master's wife knew that they were from ordinary backgrounds and were not as good as the two saints leaning against the super organization, so she spent a lot of money to take care of them.

Feeling the master's wife's hard conscience, Wang Yan's heart was also warm.

After eating and drinking, the Saint of Light said with itchy hands: "I didn't enjoy playing mahjong that day. Today there are many people, so we might as well play mahjong."

The Dark Saint was just now in contact with mahjong and was very addicted. He heard this and his eyes lit up and agreed: "Okay, by the way, celebrate that we are all in the quarterfinals."

Woooo~ Sun Youmiao, who was standing by, couldn't get into the top 16, and her expression was a little faint. She didn't make it to the top 16. Of course, with her current age, it would be a miracle to be able to make it to the top 32. In another ten or eight years, would that be great?

Wang Yan was sweating coldly. Where did he follow? He really wanted to get a table of mahjong. Isn’t this playing Uncle Pao’s face? Today is enough to hate Uncle Pao… Sure enough, Uncle Pao came over with resentment.

He had awesome and told Wang Yan before that he would learn more about picking up girls and show off the fact that he had three wives. But then, he was slapped in the face and was slapped to death.

Wang Yan is not as simple as putting together a table of mahjong. He is clearly going to go for two tables of mahjong. It is already so young that how many tables of mahjong will be able to satisfy him in the future?

"Uh, where do we get mahjong plaques on our Pacific island?" Wang Yan said with a helpless smile.

"It's okay, I bought an automatic mahjong table while shopping in Huahai City." As she said that, she waved her hand and an automatic mahjong table flew into the living room from the storage bracelet.

Wang Yan's face turned dark. You, Your Highness, are you not going to learn well? You have a mahjong table with you, but it's still automatic.

Before Wang Yan could react, the Dark Saint also threw out a mahjong table as if she was not willing to be outdone.

Wang Yan took a breath of air conditioning. This is really addicted to playing mahjong.

"I want to play mahjong, I'm going to play too." Sun Youmiao was eager to try.

"Go, you are still young, you are not allowed to play with such things." Wang Yan hurriedly stopped her.

"Woo~" Sun Youmiao looked a little aggrieved.

Next, under the control of the two saints and the three master's wives, they just formed two tables of mahjong. Seeing this, the other men said goodbye. The only way to leave Uncle Pao and Wang Yan was to clean up the dishes, pour tea and soak in water.

After serving them all, Uncle Pao said in a little sad mood: "Xiao Yan, too many women may not be a good thing."

Wang Yan felt sad, but he muttered to himself, but you were still showing off just now.

"Let's go and accompany you to the beach to have a breath of wind and drink a few sips of wine." Uncle Pao said with a slight emotion, "We have not been together alone for a long time, so we have been drinking and chatting. This life is so fast, and in the blink of an eye, you will be almost half a step into the S level."

Wang Yan was also a little moved. If it weren't for the help of the old lady, he would probably be struggling on the food and clothing line now. It seems that this good person will be rewarded, and it's really not a joke.

The master and apprentice left a bunch of women who were addicted to mahjong, and when they arrived on the beach, you drank the wine one by one. As for the food, haha, I didn’t hear the dedicated banshees shouting: “Do you want drinks and snacks? There are all beer and barbecue peanuts.”

"Uncle Pao, do you think we can beat the dark abyss?" Wang Yan looked at the endless starry sky, feeling a little worried. Life is so beautiful, but there is a huge mountain pressing on his head.

"Fight, the earth is our home." Uncle Cannon poured beer and said with emotion, "The universe is vast, and there are too many magical things. After passing the dark abyss, I want to take your master's wife to a walk on the alien planet, see the style of the universe, and follow the footsteps of the ancestor Chunyang."

The master and apprentice were talking, and a figure floated over not far away. To be precise, every step he took seemed to be floating. He was wearing a white hunting suit, which looked particularly ghostly in the night wind.

Ampe Zongxiu?

Wang Yan was slightly stunned. Is this guy going to come over to provoke? If he provoked Uncle Cannon, would he be slapped to death on the beach?

For a moment, Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly.
Chapter completed!