Xia Jiulong finally squeezed out a smile and said a word. Only he knew how powerless he was.


    The Sanskrit voice is full of smiles. It looks like an expression of worship and admiration. People should be happy, but Xia Jiulong doesn''t think so.


    "Brother Jiulong, of course, the northwest blew me here. The northwest told me that my most admired brother Jiulong was here. I kept chasing him, but looking at brother Jiulong''s expression, it seemed that he didn''t welcome others." Sanskrit pretended to be soft and said.


    Xia Jiulong''s chest fluctuated, tried to stabilize his mood, smiled on his face all the time, and said, "what did younger martial sister say? This is not a holy country. If you don''t welcome me, you can''t turn to me."


    When other true disciples saw the Sanskrit, some people were happy and others were worried. Zhan Zi was naturally happy, but the thousand handedness Buddha and Gong wusheng were worried. It seems that this little woman is really a difficult and unique woman.


    Sanskrit Yin was very unconscious, and there seemed to be no one else in his eyes. He always stared at Xia Jiulong, and his jade fingers danced around the most powerful prince of the younger generation in the world, "I knew brother Jiulong wouldn''t be unwelcome to others, otherwise I wouldn''t have come so far to find you. Look at my two thin white legs. They''ve been swollen for a circle. Would you rub them for me?"


    Hoo!


    Xia Jiulong took a deep breath, and a black line appeared on his forehead. He didn''t even look at the beautiful long legs of Sanskrit. He tried to restrain his anger. After a long time, he said, "younger martial sister, let''s talk slowly when I finish handling things here?"


    Sanskrit Yin pretended to be wronged and stared at the big watery eyes, like a wronged little girl. Looking at Xia Jiulong, he said, "brother Jiulong, is there anything more important in your heart than me? You ungrateful man, you knew people wouldn''t work so hard to see you. Just go to the Imperial city to find your father."


    Click!


    Xia Jiulong clenched his iron fist with flames in his eyes and avoided Sanskrit. At the moment, if he were someone else, where would he need all kinds of patience? But Sanskrit has no integrity, which makes him helpless.


    "Sanskrit... Younger martial sister, what do you want?" Xia Jiulong roared in a low voice.


    Sanskrit immediately filled with fog in his eyes, looked up at Xia Jiulong and roared, "Xia Jiulong, dare you shout at me!"


    Xia Jiulong immediately vented his anger and replied powerlessly, "younger martial sister, where did I yell at you?"


    "You said you didn''t roar! You yelled at such a delicate and beautiful girl and asked me what I wanted to do? You ungrateful man, wasted my time chasing your footsteps across several holy places. You hurt my heart too much, sobbing..." Sanskrit covered his big eyes and seemed very sad.


    Ye QingHan, who came in a hurry, looked at the Sanskrit sound and was in a cold sweat. "No wonder Xia Jiulong ran away when he saw this woman. If it weren''t for Lin Wutian''s hand, he would have run away."


    Many people don''t know that there is a figure like Sanskrit. At least Shaolin Wutian and Zuo Shuguang don''t know. At the moment, they are very surprised. They can''t imagine that Xia Jiulong will have a helpless day.


    Xia Jiulong was trembling with anger. He rubbed his forehead with his big hand to calm his anger, but he still had time to completely calm down in the future. The Sanskrit sentence made him go completely.


    "You ungrateful man, when I go back, I''ll propose like your father. If I can''t be your mother, I''ll be your stepmother." Sanskrit''s very serious expression made Zhan Zi and others smile, but the deformed facial muscles have betrayed their expression at the moment.


    "Sanskrit! The joke is a little too much!" Xia Jiulong said with a smell of killing in his eyes.


    Sanskrit Yin pretended to be frightened and retreated several steps. He ran to ye QingHan like a bullied little girl, lying on ye QingHan''s chest, gently beating ye QingHan''s shoulder with his little hand, and said coquettishly, "younger martial brother, someone wants to bully me. You have to be the master for me."


    Ye QingHan: "


    Ye QingHan flicked his hands away, but he didn''t dare to push aside the Sanskrit sound. He didn''t dare to comfort him with his arms. He could only smile and say, "elder martial sister Sanskrit sound is so beautiful that there are men who don''t know good or bad. Shall we join hands to teach him a lesson?"


    "It''s still my younger martial brother''s kindness to me. It''s worth all my love and taking care of you." Brahmin Baimei smiled and charmed all sentient beings. Suddenly, his attitude changed and his momentum was bullying. Pointing to Xia Jiulong, he said, "since you don''t like joking, I''ll show my intention. I''m really bored. I''m here to clean up you today."


    "Can you do it?" Xia Jiulong asked with a sneer?


    "Add me?" said Ye QingHan faintly.


    Xia Jiulong looked at ye QingHan and said disdainfully, "there are mole ants. I want to kill you, just waving. Do you think it''s necessary to fight in front of the emperor?"


    "How do you know if you don''t try? It''s the so-called three days of farewell. Besides, we haven''t seen each other for more than three days." ye QingHan put his big hand on Sanskrit''s fragrant shoulder and said with a smile, "senior sister Sanskrit, some people despise your younger martial brother."


    "Some people just look down on others. Together, our brothers and sisters can certainly shut the door and beat the dog." Sanskrit sneered along ye QingHan''s words.


    Hoo Hoo!!


    Xia Jiulong didn''t want to hide the murderous opportunity in his eyes anymore. He breathed out a few bad breath, raised an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, and said angrily, "Don''t say it''s you and Sanskrit. Even if you go together, so what? Can the emperor''s strength be shaken by a group of mole ants? Today I''m going to kill several people to establish the emperor''s majesty. Let all the true disciples see that not all cats and dogs can be provoked!"


    "Oh, I''m so scared." Sanskrit pretended to be afraid. He patted his huge chest with his small hand and almost fell into ye QingHan''s arms.


    Ye QingHan looked at Xia Jiulong''s angry expression. He was very excited. He put his arms around Sanskrit''s small waist from the rear and said along, "Your Highness is so terrible. Look, it scares our beautiful elder martial sister. It''s really not a man."


    The Sanskrit voice was stiff all over, but it quickly recovered. With a smile of all the people, it made the world pale, and the body was slightly empty. It almost leaned against ye QingHan''s arms. It looked delicate and charming, like a very happy little woman.


    "It would be nice if all the men in the world were as kind as younger martial brother, but some men are not as good as women..." the Sanskrit joked.


    "That''s enough of you! Sanskrit, you really have no integrity! You''ve lost the face of Tongtian religion. Today I''ll teach you a lesson for master Tongtian!" Xia Jiulong''s momentum climbed, surging, and his anger turned into Jiulong entanglement and rushed into the galaxy.


    Boom!!


    Together, ye QingHan and Sanskrit sound have even more momentum. They crush the heavens and confront each other strongly. Unexpectedly, they are tit for tat with Xia Jiulong and control half of the sky respectively.


    Xia Jiulong was a little surprised. He stared at ye QingHan and said in secret, "if it''s true that scholars should treat each other with admiration on the third day, how can ye QingHan''s combat power rise so much?"