Chapter 1911 Love Rival?

This middle-aged man was wearing a snow-white Confucian robe, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face. His name was Beigong Yidao, and he was a good friend Xiao Fankong made when he traveled to the God Realm.

Standing behind Beigong Yidao was his only son Bei Gongchen. This son was only in his early five hundred years and had already reached the middle stage of the lower gods. He was considered a rare talent.

After some pleasantries, Beigong Yidao waved his hand, and two servants with the Central God standing not far away suddenly walked up holding two gift boxes.

"Brother Beigong, what are you doing?"

Xiao Fankong looked at Beigong Yida with some confusion.

The other party smiled slightly and said: "Brother, I know that today is Yu'er's 300th birthday, so I ordered people to prepare two small profits. I hope Yu'er won't dislike it!"

While talking, at Bei Gong's signal, two servants opened the brocade box.

There was a golden bell lying in the brocade box on the left. With a wave of his hand, the bell fell into the hands of Bei Gong Yidao, and he said: "This is the Flower Protector. It is a piece of heaven used by the God King of Life before he became the God King. Divine weapon, this flower-protecting bell combines offense and defense. As long as Yu'er refines it, even the lower gods will find it difficult to harm him!"

Xiao Fankong's expression froze when he heard that this flower-protecting bell was actually a divine weapon used by the God of Life.

Immediately afterwards, Beigong Yidao summoned another dagger in the brocade box into his hand and introduced: "This sword is called the Questioning Heart Sword. When it is used, it will release a special sword sound. This sword sound will When people are pulled into the illusion, this sword should also be given to Yu'er!"

While speaking, Bei Gong handed the two heavenly artifacts to Bei Gongchen with a knife: "Chen'er, give these two heavenly artifacts to Yu'er!"

"Brother Beigong, you can't do it. These two heavenly artifacts are too precious. I'm afraid Yu'er won't be able to bear them!" Xiao Fankong said quickly.

Beigong Yidao's expression darkened slightly: "Brother Xiao, you are out of touch by saying this. You and Ke have had a life-long friendship. Two heavenly artifacts are nothing!"

"this?"

A look of hesitation flashed across Xiao Fankong's face.

"Brother Xiao, if you regard me as a friend, don't postpone it any longer!" Beigong Yidao's tone became a little more serious.

"Sister Yu'er, please accept it!"

At this time, Bei Gongchen also walked up to Xiao Yu'er and presented two heavenly artifacts to her.

Xiao Yuer subconsciously looked at Xiao Fankong.

"Thank you Uncle Beigong!"

Xiao Fankong nodded.

"Thank you, Uncle Beigong!"

Xiao Yu'er took the two heavenly artifacts and then saluted Beigong with a knife.

"Haha! It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter, it's just two gadgets!"

Beigong waved his hand disapprovingly.

at this time.

A layer of surprise appeared on Xiao Yu'er's face, and she said: "Father, Song Yan is here, I will pick him up!"

"Go!"

Xiao Fankong waved his hand.

soon.

Xiao Yu'er led Song Yan and his group in.

"My nephew Song Yan has met Uncle Xiao!"

Song Yan bent down and Xiao Fankong saluted, and Nanfeng and the other three naturally followed suit.

"No need to be polite! Sit down quickly!"

Xiao Fankong said with a smile. To be honest, he was quite optimistic about Song Yan. After Song Yan sat down, Xiao Yu'er sat down next to him very naturally, which made Bei Gongchen frown.

"Brother Xiao, who is this?"

Beigong Yida glanced at Song Yanwen, seeing how a small superior god was so polite to Xiao Fankong.

"Brother Beigong, let me introduce you to him. His name is Song Yan, my daughter's good friend, Song Yan. This senior Beigong Yidao is my friend, known as the Heavenly Sword God. Come and meet me!"

"I've met Senior Beigong!"

Song Yan quickly saluted.

"This is Bei Gongchen, Brother Bei Gong's only son!"

"I've met Brother Beigong!"

Song Yan smiled at the other party, but the other party snorted and turned his head to the side, seemingly with a bit of disdain.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuer was a little unhappy, thinking that Bei Gongchen was a little too arrogant.

Bei Gong Yi Dao glared at Bei Gong Chen with some dissatisfaction: "My lord, please don't be rude!"

But Bei Gongchen said a little unconvinced: "Father, it's not that the child is rude, but that he, a high-ranking god, has no right to call me a brother!"

Hearing this, Song Yan's expression remained as usual, and it seemed that this boy was a spoiled young master, otherwise he would not have said such stupid words.

However, Xiao Yu'er was very angry and snorted: "So what if you are a lower god? You may not be Song Yan's opponent!"

"Chen'er, you've gone too far and haven't apologized to Song Yan!"

Beigong Yida's expression became even more gloomy.

But Bei Gongchen frowned and said: "Why should I apologize to him? Since sister Yu'er said that I am not his opponent, why not let us compete!"

Xiao Yuer's voice sounded again: "I'm sorry, I am also a high-ranking god, so please, Mr. Beigong, please don't call me sister. I, a small high-ranking god, cannot afford this responsibility!"

"No, sister Yu'er, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him!"

Bei Gongchen looked anxious and explained quickly.

Seeing this, Song Yan shook his head secretly, this Bei Gongchen was really not a good person.

"My lord, shut up! Wait and see how I deal with you when you go back this time!" Beigong Yidao shouted coldly. His son was almost stupid because of his cultivation. He didn't know enough about human nature.

Being scolded by his father, Bei Gongchen felt aggrieved, and then he stared at Song Yan resentfully and said, "Do you dare to compete with me?"

"Why should I compare with you?"

Song Yan said a little funny.

"Sister Yu'er said you are better than me, but I don't believe it!"

"What does it have to do with me if you don't believe me?"

"I!"

Bei Gongchen was immediately speechless.

Bei Gong Yida, in particular, felt that his face was extremely red. His son had completely humiliated him. He couldn't help but said: "Bei Gong Chen, if you dare to say one more thing, I will wait until you get back." I’ll punish you by facing the wall for a hundred years!”

"Father, I don't dare anymore, please don't let me face the wall!"

A look of pleading appeared on Bei Gongchen's face.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu'er almost laughed out loud, and Song Yan couldn't help laughing.

Beigong Yidao's face turned a little darker, then he stood up and said to Xiao Fankong: "Brother Xiao, I suddenly remembered that there is one more thing that I need to deal with, so I will take my leave today!"

"Okay, I'll see Brother Beigong off!"

Xiao Fankong also knew that it was not appropriate to leave Beigong and his son behind anymore.

After sending Bei Gong away with a knife, Xiao Fankong couldn't help but glared at Xiao Yu'er after returning: "Yu'er, how could you say that to Bei Gongchen? Didn't you see that your Uncle Bei Gong's face was filled with anger?"

"Tch! Who asked him to insult Song Yan!"

Xiao Yuer said disapprovingly.

"You!"

Helplessness flashed in Xiao Fankong's eyes, and then he looked at Song Yan: "Song Yan, the Beigong family has great influence in Fuyang Mansion. If you go to Fuyang Mansion in the future, be careful!"

"Thank you Uncle Xiao for reminding me, my nephew will remember it!"

Song Yan nodded.

Although Xiao Yu'er's birthday was kept quiet, many people still came to send gifts and congratulate her. That night, Song Yan stayed directly at Xiao's house.