Just a look.

Su Mu felt like he was facing a great enemy.

This grandson is so weird.

Su Mu couldn't see through the guy in front of him.

His realm and strength are all mystery.

But Su Mu was able to confirm one thing.

This grandson must be terriblely powerful.

Better than Feng Qingxuan and others, and even, it is very likely that he has hidden strength in the rankings of the Eight Great Gods.

He should have the strength not inferior to Feng Heguang.

Or, it is possible to surpass it.

What made Su Mu most afraid of was that he captured a faint breath.

It was a breath that made him frightened.

Can't say it.

but!

That must be a breath that Su Mu would never want to touch.

Su Mu didn't seem to be unhappy with the other party's provocation of wiping his neck:

"You won't even tell me your name, right?"

Feng Qinghuang smiled gently:

"If you win, you will know naturally. You lose..."

Feng Qinghuang's eyes turned slightly, turned her head to look at Professor Ning and others in the audience, and kept silent.

Su Mu nodded:

"I understand, are there any other bets or something?"

Liu Jianming and the leader of the exchange group couldn't help but look at each other.

They all felt a deep sense of conspiracy from each other's eyes.

What does it mean?

After a long time, it turned out to be for you now?

What kind of grudges do you have?

Seeing that Su Mu was going to raise the bet, Feng Qinghuang said indifferently:

"What else do you have besides women and you are worth my extra look at?"

Su Mu smiled and stretched out a few fingers and rubbed them:

"Gold coins."

Feng Qinghuang couldn't help but be stunned, then laughed:

"You should also be a treasure of this kind of thing? It's so pitiful."

In his eyes, what is Xuanhuang gold coins?

I guess Feng Qinghuang really has another identity, so she dares to say such things.

Even Feng Qingxuan would never say that.

He is worthy of being the son of the four great gods.

Since that's the case, then...!

Let's get started.

Su Mu did not talk nonsense with the other party anymore, and directly stretched out his hand to give the stage to him, and took a few steps back.

Feng Qinghuang narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Su Mu again.

Just this glance.

Su Mu's chest suddenly turned upside down.

The brain suddenly became dizzy.

A cold and rotten smell was like opening a dead coffin that had been closed for thousands of years, floating to his nose.

This breath just flashed away.

Feng Qinghuang looked at Su Mu and smiled slightly, and said in a voice that only Su Mu could hear:

"You are very fun. I haven't met someone as fun as you for a long time. I'm ready to have fun with you, and your...woman."

Su Mu also smiled slightly and said in a voice that only the other party could hear:

"What do you want to play? You still want to play the kind of games your mother and your grandfather who you and your mother play with? What a pervert, are you blaming your father? Don't blame him, after all, in this world,

Not every man has the ability to get his wife pregnant. By the way, next time I see your father, remember to call him Big Brother.”

Su Mu's mouth is really so vicious.

There is no dirty word, but it is ten thousand times more lethal than a horse that opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut.

Feng Qinghuang is a pervert.

He secretly did not know how many disgusting things that ordinary people would spit out bitter gallbladder when they heard it.

But just so, he couldn't stand the soft knife like Su Mu.

In an instant, Feng Qinghuang's handsome face became extremely ferocious.

But immediately calmed down:

"Haha, very good."

Su Mu is like the supporting actor of crosstalk:

"You know your mother's goodness, too?"

Feng Qinghuang's eyelids jumped slightly:

"I won't kill you, I will... destroy you, and then... play with all the women around you... one by one..."

"Are you all calling me aunt one by one? Sorry, your garbage will dirty their eyes."

Feng Qinghuang's eyelids twitched again:

"Haha, you don't know at all, what an interesting place the Valhalla is, where I can...!"

Su Mu continues to support the role:

"Can you lie in your mother's bed every day?"

Feng Qinghuang's cheeks trembled suddenly, and the calm voice finally became gloomy:

"Don't worry, I will take your woman to the Temple of Heroes without losing."

Su Mu laughed:

"What? Do you want to offer them? They don't want to be your ancestors. With grandchildren like you, they will be in a state of great power even if they offer sacrifices to your ancestral hall."

Poor, Feng Qinghuang analyzed Su Mu's behavior against Feng Qingxuan and others countless times, but she didn't see his essence thoroughly.

This is a cheat.

It's still the kind that makes people angry and not worth their lives.

If you have the ability, you will turn your back.

This is what Su Mu holds.

No matter how awesome you are, since you don’t dare to come and fight me openly, you still have to create a bullshit communication meeting identity, which means you don’t dare to turn against me.

No matter how you really are exposed.

Then I'm still afraid of you?

You're so angry.

It’s not a different story to be able to beat it or not, I want to take advantage of the words.

With the pickled aura on this grandson, can he be a good person?

If it falls into his hands, can he not peel your skin and tamper your tendons?

So, what are you polite?

Being serious is so angry.

It’s not that Feng Qinghuang is not cultivated.

It's not that he is impulsive and irritable.
To be continued...