Chapter 1790 Don't Worry, I Don't Need a Stepfather

Believe it or not, I will show each of you a ‘Strong Man Identification Technique’ to let everyone see clearly whether they are peerless strong men or not? My left eye is already burning and is ready to move.

[Dragon Network Assistant, can you hear me? ] Song Shuhang used his mind to contact the Dragon Network Assistant who was far away in the Black Dragon World.

He had used the way that the Never Falling Holy City appeared at the Immortal Feast. When it appeared again, although it was still shocking, it always felt a little bit not fresh enough.

Song Shuhang considered himself to be a man who kept improving and kept changing with each passing day. So this time, it would be better to add some new tricks to give the Taoist friends present a different viewing experience.

[Yes, Tyrant Dragon Administrator, I can hear your voice. ] The Dragon Network Assistant replied.

[Can you project the ‘Sunrise Throne’ behind me? ] Song Shuhang asked.

If it is just a ‘projection’, it will not consume too much power and it is full of power. Moreover, the seniors of the ‘Nine Continents No. 1 Group’ who signed a contract with the ‘Sunrise Throne’ are all on the city wall. It just happened to resonate with the projection to the greatest extent.

[No problem, Tyrant Administrator. Projection starts...] Longluo Assistant replied.

Then, Longluo Assistant projected the Rising Sun Throne through Song Shuhang.

Behind the 'Never Falling Holy City', a dazzling little sun emerged.

In this little sun, a large area of ​​thrones loomed. On each throne sat a majestic saint. The saints on these thrones just corresponded to the ancient saints in the 'Never Falling Holy City'.

"Is this... another little sun? I suddenly feel so hot."

"There are three days in the sky. Is this going to make up for the 'Ten Suns in the Sky'?"

Today the weather is clear and the sun is shining in the sky. On the left is the little sun of the 'Ancient Saint of Lingdiezi', and on the right is the little sun of Tyrant Song Xuansheng. All of a sudden, I felt that the temperature had risen a lot, my mouth was dry, my throat was dry, and the robes on my body seemed to be burning.

"Wait, I seem to have discovered something. Look at the little sun behind Ba...Ba Song Xuansheng, there is a figure on the throne on the right side of the center, does it look like the 'Ling Diezi Ancient Saint'?"

"Where is it? God, I saw it too, it really looks a bit like it."

"Now that you mention it, do you feel that the figure in the little sun behind Ling Diezi Ancient Saint looks familiar? When I saw him, my scalp went numb, and even my stomach twitched a little, as if I saw Ba Song Xuansheng."

"I seem to have discovered something scary."

"Are Ba Song Xuansheng and Ling Diezi Ancient Saint also of the same lineage?"

"Or... is it some kind of dual cultivation Gongfa?"

"In short, the two are definitely related."

"The three Xuanshengs in the Spirit Butterfly Saint are... scary!"

"I can't afford to offend... I can't afford to offend."

"In the future, if you meet the Spirit Butterfly Saint, you must be careful and don't get into conflict. At this rate, the Spirit Butterfly Saint may give birth to more Xuanshengs."

"There are more than three Xuanshengs in one family. Look at the group of eight-grade ancient saints pulling the cart of Tyrant Song Xuansheng. These ancient saints can make Tyrant Song Xuansheng lower his status to pull the cart. There must be an unspeakable relationship and transaction between them and him."

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The corner of the Seven Cultivation Saint's mouth twitched-MD, Song Xiaoyou's brain circuit today is more bizarre than before. Even though he is an old senior of the 'Nine Continents No. 1 Group' and has experienced countless baptisms of the jumping brain circuits of fellow Taoists in the group, he still can't understand Song Shuhang's way of thinking this time.

The Saint of the Spirit Butterfly listened to the discussions around him: "..."

He glanced at the little sun behind Yu Rouzi, stared at the illusory figure in the little sun for a long time, and then looked at Song Shuhang in the distance. Don't say it, the eyes of the crowd are really sharp. The more the Saint of the Spirit Butterfly looked, the more he felt that this figure was like Song Shuhang.

Why is there a little friend Tyrant Song in the little sun projected by Yu Rouzi?

The Saint of the Spirit Butterfly said softly: "Yu Rouzi."

Yu Rouzi: "Hmm?"

"What do you think of little friend Song?" The Saint of the Spirit Butterfly tried to keep his tone calm,

and his tone was gentle, with a warm smile on his face.

Yu Rouzi replied without hesitation: "Senior Song is very interesting, and the things around him are also very interesting. Every time I go out with him, I can encounter exciting things."

"Yes, little friend Song is indeed very interesting." The Saint of the Spirit Butterfly smiled and said: "But he is still too young, not mature enough, and not stable enough."

"If he is mature and stable, he will not be fun, and he can't play with me." Yu Rouzi laughed.

The smile on the corner of the Spirit Butterfly Saint's mouth became brighter and brighter: "Yes, that's right, he is indeed very suitable to be your friend. However, in the future you need to find a mature and stable man who can protect you from the wind and rain, so you need to look further. You must distinguish between play and future needs."

My daughter will always be so cute. Even if one day in the future, she really has to leave this home, there must be a mature and stable man to protect her from the wind and rain, so that she can keep this precious innocence and will not have any worries in her life.

My daughter will always be my pride.

Yu Rouzi heard this and looked at the Spirit Butterfly Saint in surprise: "Dad, do you mean I should find another father for myself?"

Spirit Butterfly Saint: "..."

"No need, Dad. I only need a dad, not a stepfather." Yu Rouzi comforted again: "Don't worry, Dad. I don't have the idea of ​​looking for a stepfather, you don't have to think too much."

Spirit Butterfly Saint: "???"

What the hell is a stepfather?

After my daughter went out this time, her brain circuit became even more strange. I can't even keep up with her brain circuit rhythm. What should I do? How should I answer my daughter's question?

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The opposite Di Shengjun looked at Song Shuhang who was approaching from afar, and his face became completely serious.

The first saint of a thousand years... is a super troublesome existence.

No matter how strong he is, just three times of showing his sainthood in front of people can prove his ability to make trouble and his uniqueness.

And the car of thirty or so "ancient saints" behind him.

The thirty or so ancient saints standing in a row and their holy seals bring people huge psychological pressure.

Although Di Shengjun can vaguely feel that these thirty or so ancient saints should have problems. But these thirty or so ancient saints are guarded by the "Never Fallen Holy City" of Tyrant Song Xuansheng. The aura of the eighth level of the holy city is surging, and Di Shengjun cannot sense the specific status of these thirty Xuanshengs.

So suppose that among these thirty or so ancient saints, one-tenth have problems.

Then there are still about one ancient saint left.

What the hell is this?

He was alone, and the Xuanshengs on the opposite side were all pulled over by a car. Even if he was made of steel, could he beat ten people alone?

Di Shengjun really didn't have such confidence.

So, what to do?

Di Shengjun was in a dilemma now. The chances of winning in a head-on confrontation were too small; say a few polite words and move forward? Or show some respect and fight a few moves before moving forward? Or, propose a peaceful competition?

"I didn't expect that even Ba Song Xuansheng was on your side." Di Shengjun said calmly, his eyes slightly shifted, and he didn't touch Song Shuhang's eyes to avoid pregnancy.

However, he used another magic weapon to monitor Song Shuhang's status at any time.

Once the opponent wanted to launch the 'Pregnancy Gaze', he could avoid it in the first time. After all, once the Pregnancy Gaze was launched, it could not be avoided. The only way to dodge was to predict Ba Song Xuansheng before launching it!

The Seventh Cultivator Saint said calmly: "After all, we are all newly promoted Xuanshengs. If we want to compete with our predecessors for the 'Tiangang', we have to stick together. Therefore, the cooperation between Basong Xuansheng and I will be."

"I am not competing for the Tiangang, don't count me in it." The Demon Dream Saint licked the corner of his mouth: "But, I am very interested in Basong Xuansheng."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Then, let's each rely on our own abilities." The Di Saint said calmly: "Whoever grabs the Tiangang will get it. Tiangang is just the beginning, and there are more things worth getting. You don't want to fight for the 'Tiangang' to exhaustion, right?"

We are all Xuanshengs, we will meet each other sooner or later, there is no need to tear each other apart for a 'Tiangang'.

The Spirit Butterfly Saint: "Peaceful competition? I agree."

"I agree, each relying on their own means. But...how do we determine this 'grab'?" The Seventh Cultivator Saint stretched out his hand, Holding the Nine-cultivation Phoenix Knife: "Just grab the 'Tian Gang' in your hand? Or put the 'Tian Gang' into your own Qiankun magic weapon?"

The beautiful Tianren Xuansheng: "Gibberish!"

"Then, whoever puts it into the Qiankun magic weapon first will count it as his, how about it?" Youmeng Shengjun suggested: "Because it's hard to judge just by grabbing it in your hand. I'll be the referee."

"I agree." Di Shengjun shook his long hair: "Then, Daoyoumeng, for the sake of my beautiful long hair and because I'm one against many, you should be biased towards me when judging."

"If Daoyou Di is bald, I can consider taking care of you." Youmeng Shengjun licked the corner of his mouth seductively: "In addition, everyone who thinks they have the ability and is interested in 'Tian Gang' can do whatever they want. No matter who it is, as long as they put 'Tian Gang' into their own Qiankun magic weapon, it counts."

"Daoyou Yaomeng is really... good at playing." Di Shengjun smiled bitterly.

"This Tiangang does not belong to any of us. Everyone present has the right to snatch it." The Saint Lord Yaomeng lay on his side on his golden ocean. As an ancient witch, her personality is inherently unpredictable.

However, after snatching the 'Tiangang', she has to put it into the Qiankun magic weapon, and she has to complete such a feat under the watchful eyes of a group of Xuanshengs. Without a diamond drill, who dares to take this job?

"It seems that there are still Taoist friends hiding." The Saint Lord Qixiu said, and he suddenly made a move while speaking, and the Nine-cultivation Phoenix Sword slashed out.

The flame turned into a phoenix that covered the sky and crashed into the Xuansheng of Tianren and the Tianren camp below her.

"Is this starting?" Song Shuhang looked up at the Saint Lord Di: "Senior, I'm sorry!"

His left eye flashed with a strange light.

"Fuck."

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