Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

When Hancock heard Yang Fan say this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, but it quickly turned into a look of indifference.

"The concubine doesn't care about these things outside the body..." The

tone was very calm, if Yang Fan hadn't been looking at her face and talking, he might have really been deceived.

It seems that even if they are as proud as a female emperor, they also have a relatively strong demand for increasing strength and a good cultivation environment.

But Yang Fan will not break her, who knows if the embarrassed Hancock will give himself a kick.

I can't bear this small body....

So he walked to the opposite side, who was still panting, and praised.

"Mako, it's really strong! Consuming a lot, right? Let's go back to the Holy Spirit Space to recover properly..."

Estes calmed his breath and asked with excitement in his eyes.

"This other world is so interesting, I am very lucky to be here, I will definitely see a lot of powerful forces in the future, right? Yang Fan..."

Yang Fan saw the other party's reaction, and after being stunned for a moment, he smiled.

"Of course! In the future, we will fight together in this magnificent and strange world, but... Now you need to rest. After

saying that, he called Estes back to the Holy Spirit Space.

"Hahaha... O grandson-in-law! You Imperial Spirits are really powerful! The old man is curious, how many of them have been on the diamond? Seeing

that the battle was over, Murong Yan in the distance couldn't help but jump out and said with a loud laugh.

As for Murong Qingwu, she was slower and was still moving quickly this way.

Han Cook, who was about to return to the villa, noticed the movement and instantly appeared beside Yang Fan.

Put on a fighting stance and stare at this old man who suddenly appeared with a vigilant face.

She was a little surprised in her heart, her "domineering manner" was still above the level, but she never found that there was anyone nearby.

Listening to the meaning of this bad old man, he obviously watched the battle just now, but he didn't know anything, which showed that the other party's strength was very strong....

Yang Fan looked at Han Cook, who looked like a great enemy, and explained.

"Han Cook, don't be nervous, Senior Murong is not an enemy..."

Then he looked at Murong Yan.

"Old man, why are you here?"

The other party touched his beard and said with a smile.

"Old man, I always care about you kid, if I can't detect such a big fluctuation, wouldn't it be too remiss to be in my duties?"

"Grandson-in-law! You haven't answered the old man's question yet! "

Yang Fan listened to this old man's grandson-in-law, just a black line on his face....

But he still remembered that the other party drank too much and said about widowhood...

It was good to work part-time to earn some credits, but it was not beautiful to put your own life into it.

Hearing Murong Yan say that he often paid attention to himself, a warmth appeared inexplicably in his heart...

Coupled with the fact that the other party has secretly protected himself many times, he only thinks that this old man can be handed over.

Thinking about the other party's problem, Yang Fan did not hide it.

"It's not much, just four diamonds of original strength."

？？？

Murong Yan looked confused when he heard this!

Murong Qingwu, who had just rushed over, also had the same expression as his grandfather.

Behold....

Is this what people say?

You have a total of four imperial spirits, and the results are all diamond-level?

Murong Yan felt even sadder for a while, and after his face changed a few times, he collected his mood.

Asked with a smile.

"O my good grandson-in-law! Do you see when you plan to finish things with this kid Qingwu? You are also not small, it's time to start a family, I tell you, I want to be back then..."

"Grandpa!!"

Murong Qingwu saw that his grandfather was actually so anxious to start urging marriage, he really couldn't listen to it, and interrupted in shame.

You can always be faceless, but your granddaughter still wants it....

Is there no one to ask for? So anxious to send it out....

Yang Fan on the side was also speechless, and a large drop of sweat fell on his brain.

I'm only eighteen years old, hey!

God is not small....

He looked at Murong Qingwu helplessly.

Sighing secretly, is this your own grandfather?

Murong Yan saw his granddaughter interrupt, and Yang Fan did not express his position, just thought that it was the young people who were thin-skinned, so he did not continue.

"Good, good, good! Grandpa doesn't say anything, you two can do it whenever you want! Pity my old man is old, I don't know if I can live to the day of my good granddaughter's wedding, alas..."

After speaking, his face was sad, his eyes were a little darker, and there were faint tears.

The waist rod hung slightly, and the spirit of the whole person dropped a lot.

The image of a tardy old man with great regret appears....