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Chapter Eight: The Old Ancestor Prying the Corner of the Wall(2/2)

Su Fang had an expression as if he hated iron.

You Chuiyun almost got a snot bubble from his nose.

The Lord of Fire yelled at Su Fang: "Impossible! If you want to challenge me, I will come first, why should it be your turn! How about you fight me first! The winner goes first!"

Qingqiu Fox King walked a few steps with his hands behind his back with a cold face: "I am not very talented, but I also want to learn about your magical powers."

Those who were also interested in this, such as the Juliling King, were naturally not to be left behind and stepped forward one after another, asking to join the duel.

The deity looked as if his treacherous plan had succeeded, and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be hasty, the children will fight slowly, it will take a long time."

Naturally, all the immortals have long understood the deity's unabashed appearance that does not suit his status.

Everyone knows that this birthday banquet can probably give them a glimpse into the future world and who will belong to the strong ones in the future world.

After all, the strongest young men in the immortal world have gathered together.

Su Fang glanced at them, and then walked to Princess Zhaoyang's seat with a smile that was as refreshing as spring breeze.

"Could you ask the princess to pour me a cup of winning wine?"

Su Fang's long eyes and phoenix neck are completely different from the rough appearance of the shepherd boys in the mountains in the past, and his movements are all graceful. He is worthy of being a child swordsman who was exposed since he was a child, causing the little maids in the palace to blush slightly.

But Princess Zhaoyang never looked at him. She tasted the dishes and chewed them repeatedly, as if trying to find a hint of flavor.

"Rude, rude, and very brave," she said.

"It's always been like this down here."

"I don't like it."

"Then I will change it until you like it."

Only then did Zhaoyang chuckle.

"If you can change it, you won't be called Su Fang."

Su Fang scratched his head: "Princess, do you know me so well?"

But Princess Zhaoyang said something that he couldn't understand: "You will understand after you have seen a person's life. If you stand at the end, you will naturally understand."

Su Fang failed to answer the question because he actually took a glass of wine from Princess Zhaoyang. He didn't say anything more, took it and drank it in one gulp.

"come on."

It turned out to be the voice of Princess Zhaoyang.

Su Fang blushed and looked back, then stepped out boldly as if full of blood.
Chapter completed!
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