Realms In The Firmament

“Cough, cough, cough!” Ye smiled down, the old man is in a bad mood now, I won't piss him off, I can't piss him off, I can always hide.

“Something happened the other day, the Tianwei Ye family came.” Song Jun glanced at Ye for a moment and smiled. "But I gave him back.” The muscles on his face smoked and the corners of his mouth wrinkled, and then the corners of his eyes smoked as well.

“Are you hurt?” Ye asked with surprise.

With Ye's smiling eyes, nature instantly realized that Song Jun is in a bad condition!

“Humph.” Song Jinjie grinned. “What can I do? It doesn't bother me. ”

“Nothing gets in the way. Let me see if it's serious first.” Ye chuckled without saying anything, pressed Song Jun on the chair and took off his clothes.

And when I lifted the clothes, I could see clearly on the back, a dozen swollen stick prints, history.

“It's not a wound, it's a beating... hey.” Song Yue frowned bitterly: “The one from my house, too, came...”

“This is it, isn't it? Of course I know if it was a man or a stick... hmm? The one at your house? Which one of you, Uncle Song? What are you talking about? Do you know what you're talking about? Why am I getting so confused?” Ye laughed and asked.

“Humph!” Song Zhen was obviously reluctant to say more. Just snorted, his face was calm and gone.

However, there is always bright light flashed in the eyes.

Some comfort, some unwillingness, but a little confusion.

Ye smile is not lazy, fast hands and feet to Song Jun to handle the injury, suddenly remembered: Song Jun hid deep inside the body, with his current repair, can handle it completely... why not just give him a complete treatment tonight...

In this way, even if I can't come back for a while, or the situation is bad, I have to flee again...

You can also let go of your worries.

After all, Song Jun completely relieves the dark wound, his strength can definitely reach the ultimate in this world in a short time, more than he can save himself!

It's just that Song Jun seems full of things today. Why is that?

Is the Ye family here? Ye family in the blue clouds? Somebody do what?

And what does that stick and “the one in my house” mean?

But these things, Ye Zhaoming asked several times, Song never said anything, not even killed him.

When asked in a hurry, Song Jun simply shouted: “Anyway, it's not a good thing for your family. Why are you asking so many questions? Even your father and I don't know how to tell him. Hurry up and put a stop to it...”

Ye laughed more curiosity.

But Song Jedi really didn't say anything, didn't say anything, never said anything.

Quite simply not say a word.

It wasn't until I fell asleep that I murmured and cursed: "Son of a bitch! ”

I don't know who I'm yelling at.

But it shouldn't be Ye Jiao, because if it was Ye Jiao, it wouldn't be a bastard, but a little bastard!

That night, the third hour.

Song Jeong was knocked out again by someone in his sleep...

……

And when Song Jeong woke up again, he discovered that his spiritual strength was now overwhelmed by disobedience, which had disappeared for many years, and miraculously returned to him!

Have you encountered the strange news of the last time?!

A wounded person, last time half healed, escaped from the danger of exhaustion of spiritual gas, repair, or even meteorite; this time, he was completely healed without realizing it, like a dark wound of gangrene, nothing existed.

Feeling the intense spiritual power in his body, Song was overwhelmed by excitement and enthusiasm, but could not understand it.

Who the hell is this guy?

In the Cold Yang Continent, there really is such a capable man? A good man, healing himself in the middle of the night?

Leave a name?!

Song Zhenzhen really wanted to break his head, I can't think of any such good people in the world?

Though it was too late to call Ye Jiao for details, especially since there was a girl in Ye Jiao's room. Song Zheng was really embarrassed, so he looked forward to waiting until tomorrow morning to ask again.

Song Jeong-yin heard it. There seemed to be a noisy shouting and killing noise coming from afar. Song Jeong-yin jumped to the roof and saw only the direction of Ling Bao Palace from afar. The smoke rolled and the fire shone.

“After all, Lingbao Palace will not escape...” Song Zhenzheng stood up and muttered: “But in this situation, there is no way to return to heaven...”

If possible, Song definitely doesn't want Lingbaog, a powerful organization for Sergeant Frontier, to be extinguished, but it needs to be repaired by himself, and it needs a period of time to consolidate, but at this time it can either be done, or it can be repaired to full recovery. For Ye Fu is not stingy is a super bottom card, it seems unworthy to expose it to an unrelated organization!

Song was hesitant for a few moments and finally shook his head and sighed. He went back to sleep again.

The eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over!

……

And at the same time, Bai Zi's bamboo grove side, there was a huge upside down event!

“What?!” The white man was angry at the sound of the universe and suddenly sounded.

Wan 'er and Xiu 'er, who slept on one side of the room, were all horrified.

The pair of clothes rose up and walked out, only to see the white boy standing on the ground, staring angrily at the person in front of him!

Very few outsiders arrived in the bamboo forest, suddenly an outsider emerged at this moment!

Outsiders!

Also, Grandpa... Grandpa...

The two women looked almost stunned at the white boy's feet... standing?

How dare you stand up?

What's going on here?

Did the son's disability heal?!

Double minded thinking in the right direction!

But the wonderful dream was broken at the next moment, and the white boy sat down on his ass and could no longer stand up.

He had just been able to stand up for a moment and was actually stimulated, which led him to stand up alive without preparation!

However, after the stimulus, it was restored.

It's just, what exactly can stimulate the white dust guy to look like this without fluctuating?

The two women stood at the same time around the white boy, the man in front of the tiger's gaze of anger.

This man, tall as a crown jade, brilliant style, long eyebrows, but as far as human appearance is concerned, he is a brilliant son, turbid young man, only the handsome face gives a feeling, the fact that no matter how he makes a serious expression, he seems to carry a hint of evil, making his face overflow with a glow of evil charm...

While Wan 'er and Xiu 'er were watching him, he was watching Wan 'er and Xiu 'er with great interest. “I don't believe you don't understand," he said. "These are your birds? Pretty, huh? No wonder you... By the way, is it used now? I said, White, if you can't hold onto it, it's a man, a beast... it's not like your parents didn't beat you to meat sauce... I'm good for you, you should be grateful. ”