Jiang Tang's hand holding the 12-level crystal core and fruit shook, and the poor and weak eyes looked at Jiang Si: "Mom, I won't eat it anymore, can I not fight?"

The ginger's mouth cracked, "No!"

Jiang Tang's mouth sagged: "Then...then...why, why don't you? I'll find Jiang Jiang and swing him into the ground, and I can't even pick him out?"

Jiang Si smiled brightly and refused completely: "No!"

This can't be done, nor can that.

There is only one to fight.

Jiang Candy pursed her mouth, and she ate the fruit in three or five bites, then threw two level 12 crystal nuclei into her mouth. The zombie crystal nuclei, which was as firm as iron, was chewed twice, as if she had eaten a wonderful crisp horn, and swallowed it.

After swallowing the two zombie crystal nuclei, not long after, her little face became more fleshy, her hair became darker, and her whole body was pink and tender, like a delicate little princess.

Regarding her transformation, Jiang Si raised her eyebrows: "What are your superpowers?"

Jiang Tang did not hide it and replied well, "Mom, I inherited my dad's space power, corrosive power, and inherited your fire power, ice power, speed and wind power."

"But... I didn't inherit my mother's treatment, plants, devouring, and other things. Dad said, a weak chicken like me, can mom die with one finger, so mom... can we not fight?"

Jiang Si stood up and looked at her condescendingly: "No, come with me."

Ginger Candy sitting on the sofa felt so pitiful.

Other people's mother has not seen her children for many years, and when she sees her, she must have kissed her and held her high.

Her mother is so happy that she wants to fight with her before she can stop.

How could she beat the all-around mother who even her father could not beat. Isn’t she going to be abused?

Huh!

It’s all the fault of that dead sauce!

"The head coach, the coach, it's not good, it's not good!" Qianxi rushed into the treatment department and said anxiously to Mutto Agarez who was standing outside the laboratory watching the blood drawn: "The head coach, the head coach, it's not good, it's not good, the wife is fighting with others, the wife is fighting with others."

Agarez, who stood behind his back with his hands, turned around, looked at his anxious adjutant Qianxi, and asked in a low voice: "Madam, have you beat me to death?"

Millennium: "…"

Did the lady beat the man to death?

no…

Shouldn't the coach ask who the wife is fighting with?

Qianxi stood in front of his coach and gave the military salute: "Report to the coach, the wife did not kill anyone. The wife met her opponent and was on the training ground, fighting in full swing."

"Has Madam met an opponent?" Agareth's sharp eyebrows frowned: "Is she fighting a little girl?"

Millennium's head is like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, right, she is fighting with a little girl. The little girl is like her, with black eyes and black hair, small and exquisite. The two of them are fighting in the training ground, and they are incomparable."

Agareth's dark and sharp eyes were a little deeper, and he raised his foot and walked out: "Go and take a look!"

"Hiss!" The hunting legion surrounding the training ground gasped and hissed: "Our wife is worthy of being a cruel little cutie in the world. She slapped the little girl in the face with a slap. How painful it hurts."

"It hurts so much. That little girl hides. Although she is very embarrassed, she really hides it. That speed is not something that can be covered. Oh my god, if it is me, the lady's slap will definitely greet me on my face, making my face swollen into my butt."

"How many minutes have the little girl been holding on to the wife's hand? The little girl you said she wants to play with the coach, can she hold on for so many minutes?"

"Whose girl is this little girl? Why is it so powerful? Oh my god, she actually fought back against her wife. Well... Although she didn't meet her wife, she really has the courage to fight back."

"The little girl can also play with fire, but the fire is a little small." The hunting legion said, "The mental power is a little weak. Look at how big the wife's fireball is, wow... The lady took that little stick and beat her. I also want to be beaten by that red stick. I think so much, it's so exciting."

"One, two, three, five, and the god, my wife is too partial. Every time she slapped us, she would slapped us for at most two times. She actually kept slapped that little girl, too partial, too partial!"

"It's all the blame for the coach, it's all the blame for not training his wife well. She is too biased towards outsiders. Are we people not human? Are we not worthy of being beaten?"

Jiang Tang was on the training ground, and was jumped straight by the red willow stick, begging for mercy: "Mom, stop hitting, mom, stop hitting, stop hitting, it hurts... it hurts..."

Not only did Jiang Si stop, she thrust even harder: "It hurts. I lay in the coffin, year after year, does it hurt?"

Jiang Tang was about to cry: "No, it doesn't hurt."

"Bang!"

The smoke willow stick in Jiang Si's hand slapped on her back: "It doesn't hurt so much, just endure it for me."

"Ah." Jiang Tang felt a pain all over her body, and her back was so painful and itchy that she reached out to get it.

Slap!

Yan Liushang slapped on the back of her hand, pulled out a blood mark on the back of her hand, causing her hand to shrink back, and jumped up again, trying to resist, but her mental power was suppressed, making her unable to use it.

She could only jump up and down the training ground like a monkey, avoiding the slapping of Yan Liu, but Yan Liu was everywhere. No matter how she hid, Yan Liu would suck her from all directions.

Apart from her face not being thrusted, her mother didn't let her go except for her face, her neck, body, belly, calves, hands, and even the back of her head. She couldn't count how many she was thrusted.

Jiang Tang was sobbed that she was full of thought that she was still too late to lie in the sarcophagus and was suppressed?

Sudden…

Jiang Tang saw her new father Agarez strode, her eyes lit up, avoiding the whipping of Yan Liu, and quickly rushed towards Agarez.

Jiang Si put away the willow stick in her hand and stood on the training table. Her beautiful black and fluffy hair was blown up by the wind. The sweater on her body made her look cool and warm.
Chapter completed!