Chapter 599 Tragedy! Xiao Yanzun

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"uncle?"

Listening to this delicate voice, it is clear that she is a cute little girl. Does she have any special relationship with our son of flame, Wang Yan?

Taozi pushed up her glasses, her eyes flashing involuntarily. With her professional instinct, if things continued like this, that would be big news.

When this slightly resentful "uncle" sound reached the ears of the people around, everyone was slightly startled. There was something going on here!

Some people were already muttering in their hearts, "The little girl is not very young when you hear that voice. I didn't expect our Lao Wang to hunt so extensively."

"Idols are idols, it doesn't matter if you don't admire them."

Some people said with emotion, "Ah, I really want to be the old man next door."

Anyway, the break became silent again.

As for the reason why the piranha was able to eat Zhang Huang's furious attack in one bite, it was no longer the focus of the surrounding crowd.

After Wang Yan suddenly heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment and looked towards the door with some doubts.

I saw a little girl wearing a school uniform and a ponytail standing at the door of the lounge.

The little girl is only about sixteen years old, with a small stature, a slightly childish face, and eyes full of aura, which seem to be the purest gems in the world.

Her hair was combed into a simple ponytail, tied up with a small green vine, and she wore a blue and white high school uniform. Although it was a little too wide, it made her look young and pleasant.

At this time, her small mouth and red lips were tightly pursed. Although she had no words, her bright eyes revealed a touch of confidence and strength.

"Miao Miao." Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat. It was indeed her. Why did she come to attend the Youth Conference?

But Wang Yan still missed her after not seeing her for a long time. She raised her lips happily. After being alone outside for so long, this little girl has grown up.

"Oh, Uncle Wang."

Sun Youmiao's lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't hold it back in the end. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she rushed into Wang Yan's arms and scolded, "You haven't come to see me for so long, ugh... …”

The crowd around them suddenly took a sharp breath, and everyone was dumbfounded, "Such a cute and innocent little girl, she was actually murdered by our old Wang?"

Taozi on the side was completely stunned, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her fingers on the frames of her glasses were trembling slightly.

Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she kept shouting in her heart, "I also want to fall into the arms of my male god. I'm so envious. I'm so envious."

Wang Yan smiled, touched Sun Youmiao's head, and comforted softly, "Miao Miao, be good, uncle misses you too. Uncle has many important tasks, and I really can't live without you."

Sun Youmiao rubbed her little head in Wang Yan's arms and still said reluctantly, "I don't believe it. Uncle Wang, you lied to me. My father also lied to me in the same way."

"Huh!" The crowd around them exclaimed, and some people couldn't help but shed tears. "The big goddess and the little goddess all belong to Lao Wang."

"Lao Wang is Lao Wang, the winner in life."

The atmosphere in the entire lounge suddenly became extremely harmonious.

The people around them were all moved or envious because of the reunion between idol Wang Yan and the little goddess, but they forgot that there was a crazy guy beside him who was about to duel with Wang Yan just now.

Looking at all this, Zhang Huang himself was confused.

Standing alone, he didn't even know when the flame in his hand went out.

Embarrassing, embarrassing for no reason.

He felt like he was just like the air around him, as if there was nothing there.

No, the air will still be breathed in by others. My current sense of existence is not even as good as air.

The swing wind from the central air conditioner blew back and forth above his head, causing a strand of red hair on his forehead to swing back and forth in front of his eyes.

The air was a little dry, and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

They were dueling just now, how could it become like this now? Damn Wang Yan, were you sent by God to go against me on purpose?

"Hmm." Sun Youmiao seemed to have remembered something. She wiped her tears on Wang Yan's T-shirt and raised her head, "Uncle Wang, I just saw a non-mainstream person who was so despicable that he unexpectedly attacked you."

The crowd around him suddenly realized that there was such a person, and they all turned to look at Zhang Huang.

Zhang Huang's face was hot and he was about to cry. What was the reaction of these people? Who else is non-mainstream? Your style is obviously very stylish, okay?

Forget it, why bother with what these low-level scum say? As long as they can knock Wang Yan down, they will know who is the real strong one.

He raised his chin and said in a cold voice, "Yes, I'll make a sneak attack, Wang Yan! If you have the ability, come and fight with me!"

"Oh, my God, this non-mainstream has no bottom line. Uncle Wang, I will help you beat him right now." Sun Youmiao said, taking out a small human-shaped sapling from the schoolbag behind him. flowerpot.

The sapling looks a bit humanoid, with small branches like human arms growing under the small canopy.

Planted in an ordinary flowerpot, it looks ordinary, but the stems and leaves are full of life energy. If you look closely, you can find faint green fireflies quietly flowing between the stems and leaves.

As soon as this sapling was taken out, the air in the entire lounge seemed to have evolved and became extremely fresh and refreshing.

The crowd around him couldn't help but take a deep breath, and some people had already begun to sigh. "How can this little sapling have the aura of an entire forest?"

"It's so amazing. The piranha flower from before was able to easily neutralize Zhang Huang's critical attack. It's really incredible."

"This little girl is not simple. At such a young age, she actually has B-level strength. I think when she grows up, Zhang Huang will definitely be no match for her."

"Brother, I think this little girl can beat Zhang Huang right now..."

"Miaomiao is such a smart little sapling. How did you get it?" Wang Yan was well-informed. After seeing the little sapling, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Is this the benefit of the Druid heritage?

"It's my treasure, and I have a lot of treasures. I'll tell you later." Sun Youmiao smiled sweetly and clenched her pink fists confidently, "That despicable non-mainstream doesn't need uncle to take action, I will do it alone." People can deal with him."

As if feeling the owner's thoughts, the sapling in the flowerpot actually stretched out its branches and leaves like a living thing, and raised two small branches like arms, as if to say, "Yes, there is a tree master." Now, there’s no problem in taking care of that kid.”

Zhang Huang was stunned again, feeling miserable in his heart. He really wanted to leave here. He felt that he was embarrassed every moment he was here.

I am a powerful A-level master, how many of the young people with super powers in the entire Huaxia Kingdom are there? When did the little girl with B-level strength start to look down on herself?

Okay, I admit that the sapling looks good, but at most it's just a spirit with some aura. How can it possibly resist my own Heavenly Fire Avenue?

Now, forget it if she is just an ignorant little girl. The key is that everyone in the rest room starts to look down on herself. What is going on? It's completely embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Wang Yan!" Zhang Huang gritted his teeth angrily, but before he could say a word, he suddenly felt two very powerful auras arriving at the entrance to the lounge.

Who are these two, and their breath is so powerful?

Before Zhang Huang could react, a lazy but melodious female voice came from the entrance to the lounge.

"Hey, Xiao Yan, we just parked the car and you already hugged a high school student?"

Accompanying the sound was a somewhat unpleasant dark aura, as well as an extremely cold breath that seemed to be pervasive.

The crowd around them couldn't help but shudder under this absolutely suppressive momentum, and all turned to look at the door.

The person speaking had beautiful short hair and a small figure. She was leaning against the door and looking at Wang Yan. She was wearing a tight leather jacket that outlined her voluptuous figure.

However, the dark aura flowing around her is always showing the world that there is still viciousness and terror hidden under her beautiful appearance.

Next to this short-haired beauty, there is also a beautiful woman wearing a long skirt.

Her long black hair is as beautiful as a waterfall, her skin is fair, and the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose cannot cover up her beautiful face at all. She has a slim figure and elegant temperament. Compared with the enchanting short-haired women around her, she forms another extreme of beauty.

Around her, there is still a faint cold air, like an ice lotus that is clear but not evil, making people can only watch from a distance.

Someone in the surrounding crowd called out their names.

"Wu Ya'ange!"

"Huangfu Nanlian!"

The surrounding supernatural beings are all members of the various branches of the National African Affairs Bureau. Now there is almost no one who does not know the names of the two of them and Wang Yan, as well as their relationship.

They turned to look at Wang Yan, who was still holding the little goddess in his arms, and scattered far away with a bang.

They looked at Wang Yan as if they were saying, "Old Wang is going to be doomed this time."

"The little goddess Pao was caught red-handed. Is that okay?"

However, events did not develop as they expected.

Wang Yan greeted them warmly, "Sister Nanlian, Sister Ange, who do you see coming?"

"Hey." Sun Youmiao got out of Wang Yan's arms, smiled happily at Nan Lian and An Ge, then opened her arms and ran towards them quickly, "Sister Nan Lian, Sister An Ge, I'm fine miss you."

"The little girl has grown taller."

"You're pretty. By the way, you're wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag. Could it be that you just got out of school?"

"Yes, although my practice is not over yet, I can't wait to see you."

The three goddesses came to Wang Yan talking and laughing. The scene was warm and beautiful, and the people around them were a little drunk.

Only Little Yanzun Zhang Huang stood alone outside the crowd, like a statue forgotten by history, lonely and desolate.

Hate it!

Zhang Huang took a deep breath and called out the other party's name again.

"King! Yan!"

No matter what, I have to get to know him today, otherwise this hatred will make it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.

"Huh?" Wu Ya'ange and Huangfu Binglian turned around at the same time and glared at him coldly. A wave of coldness and murderous aura suddenly hit his body.

Zhang Huang not only shuddered, but was also secretly surprised. How could the strength of these two women improve so quickly? And the relationship with Wang Yan seems to be closer than last time.

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Zhang Huang tried his best to suppress the hatred in his heart and glared at Wang Yan angrily, "Just wait, we will see you on the field! Then I will make you kneel down and beg me to let you go!"

After that, he turned around and left, found a corner far away, turned his back to everyone, and sat down.

"Who is this person? What a loud tone!"

"Don't look at poisoning him!"

"Yes, I'm going to beat him with a sapling!"

"Wait a minute." Wang Yan grabbed the three girls and explained, "He is Zhang Huang. He just came out of the demon prison. I don't know what the situation is. He wants to challenge me for a duel. We don't need to pay attention to him. The competition will be over soon." First of all, it would be bad if it delays the entry of the players,"

"So he is Zhang Huang? I didn't even recognize him."

"..."

Zhang Huang, who had his back turned to the crowd, started to tremble slightly. He suddenly felt so bitter that it was a mistake for him to participate in the competition.

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