Hearing this, Xiao Jie frowned slightly and then felt relieved. He nodded and said with narrowed eyes: "If you want to go early, practice space bombing. When you practice it, you can leave."
"Fuck,"
After Xing Luo was stunned, he couldn't help but cursed.
"Go on..." Luo Shan also shook her head. Space magic techniques are ever-changing and are related to the natural void avenue. Space shuttle and space bombing must be practiced in a short period of time and cannot be interrupted in between.
"The nine-color flame has a trace of destructive power. At its peak, it can burn everything, including the internal energy and strength." Xiao Jie explained softly: "The characteristics of the death god are its strong soul power. If the nine-color flame can be burned, Once the colorful flame reaches a higher level, it can burn other people's souls."
The bomb thrown directly made Xing Luo's eyes turn green.
What is the concept of burning other people's souls? Moreover, the nine-color flame exists with one's birth and does not require any internal strength to support it. As long as one has a breath and takes a moment, he can burn other people's souls. There is no soul. His body is just a living dead.
The hands quickly began to transform, black light flickered on Xing Luo's hands, the space swung open, and the liquid space slowly surged towards Xing Luo.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, Xing Luo had just learned space bombing. Xiao Jie kept tempting Xing Luo with the improvement of nine-color flames. Finally, a certain man finally gritted his teeth and said it was over.
"Why are you in a hurry, little guy? It's not in a hurry to finish dinner first and then go out," Anya looked at Xing Luo who hurriedly ran out and shouted helplessly.
"No, I have to go to the headquarters of the Chinese Military Bureau to find Bing Lan later," Xing Luo kicked off his slippers and said.
"Ye Binglan, your uncle's apprentice," Qi Mengying asked with a smile.
"Well, yes," Xing Luo didn't shy away from it. The director of the Hua Military Bureau was Ye Binglan's master, and the director of the Hua Military Bureau was his uncle. He went to pick up his uncle's apprentice...
Uh...why does it feel weird?
Thinking of this, Xing Luo couldn't help but stiffen his face. This felt a bit incestuous.
"You kid has even brought trouble to that girl Bing Lan," Xiao Jie suddenly glared upon hearing this and couldn't help but want to go up and slap Xing Luo.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Binglan girl is also very good, old man, I like that girl very much," Mr. Xiao said with a glare at Xiao Jie.
Hearing this, Xiao Jie said with a helpless smile: "But my eldest brother probably won't agree to this, either."
"You don't have to worry about this matter. When that boy A Jian comes back, I will tell him about it. I don't believe it. His wings have also grown hard. Even an old man like me doesn't buy it."
Hearing Mr. Xiao's words, Xiao Jie also knew that he couldn't teach Xing Luo a lesson.
"Old man, my uncle usually loves me very much. I remember that time when I went to the Hua Military Bureau and smashed all the machines and everything. When you got angry and wanted to hit me, my uncle stopped you." Xing Luo put on his shoes and said to Xiao Jie made a face and left the Lin Mansion in an instant, fleeing far away.
"Boy, if you go to someone else's house, I don't believe you will go there empty-handed," Xiao Jie squinted his eyes slightly. This is a courtesy exchange between big families, and the old men's bodies have maintained their vitality, so they don't need any gifts from the Chinese country. The special supplies of supplements, tobacco, alcohol, etc., and there is no doubt that taking these things to the Yang family is the best choice.
"Don't worry, as early as noon, I took away the special gifts from Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Qin, and my cousin," Xing Luo's voice came from afar.
Seeing Xiao Jie's gaze, Zhang Fan spread his hands helplessly and said: "I have no use for these things, and it would be a waste to throw them away. I thought what he was doing with these things, but it turned out that he was giving them away."
The Qi family, the Qin family, and the Lin family all retired from the country. Special gifts are sent to them every year, and no one uses them. They just give them away when giving gifts. After an adult's accumulation, at least every family has it. There were more than a dozen boxes. Seeing Xing Luo's use, the old men threw them all to Xing Luo without saying a word.
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Yang Zhihui did not live in the direct courtyard of Yang Mansion, but in the collateral Yang Mansion. When he came back from the Dragon Boat Festival, Yang Zhihui also told his parents and his own father about Xing Luo, but did not tell anyone directly to him.
However, when Mr. Yang Minglei of the collateral branch heard about Xing Luo's identity and background, he was slightly shocked. He was also a person who survived that era, so he naturally knew what kind of existence the Xiao family was. According to him, I would rather offend everyone in the world than the Xiao family.
If he had the help of the Xiao family, his collateral Yang family would not need any help from his direct family, nor would he need to look at the faces of anyone in his direct family when he goes back every holiday.
Yang Minglei is Yang Zhihui's grandfather, and the direct father of the Yang family is one generation older than Yang Minglei, and is Yang Zhihui's great-grandfather.
"Dad, this kid Zhihui has been out for half an hour, why hasn't he come back yet?" Yang's father said anxiously. This was related to his disease, so he had to worry.
"Shan Qing, calm down when things happen. Since the young prince of the Xiao family is here, he must have a way to cure your hidden illness." Yang Minglei took a sip of the teacup and said softly: "The Xiao family is so powerful that I have also come from I learned something from my dead father. It is a mysterious and powerful family. Even the Rothschild family abroad is a subsidiary family of them. Although there are few blood in the family, among Xiao Jie's descendants, But it has brought the Xiao family to the top of the world, and no one in the world is afraid of it,"
Yang Shanqing naturally knows that this ancient family, the Rothschild family, is a financial empire comparable to any other country. It covers the sky with only one hand in the financial world. With the behemoth Xiao family covering the sky, how far has it developed? , only the children of the clan know.
"Dad, grandpa,"
Yang Zhihui's voice came from outside the living room, and then Xing Luo, wearing gray clothes, followed in with a smile.
When the two of them saw the suit of clothes Xing Luo was wearing, their eyes narrowed. It was the only work of the international talented designer Allegra. Many people in the world coveted such clothes because of its defensive power. , is developed through high technology, and ordinary rocket launchers cannot leave a trace on this piece of clothing.
"Grandpa Yang, Uncle Yang," the other party was his brother's father and grandfather. Naturally, Xing Luo wanted to be more intimate. Then he put the special supplements he was holding in the hand of the servant beside him and said with a smile: "My old man said he couldn't come empty-handed, so he brought something with him."
(Fifth update today. Since I still have to study during school, all chapters will be posted before 10:30. Please be my guest and subscribe.)