Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

Murong Qingwu was a little unhappy when she heard her grandfather say this, since she became an adult, she has always been a Tianjiao in the eyes of others.

The hidden dragon list has overcome all the difficulties and entered the top ten, and now it is about to break through the platinum middle rank, and the top three are also very promising.

The Hidden Dragon List represents the strongest young man under the age of twenty in all blue stars.

When did my own achievement become so unbearable in the eyes of my grandfather?

Is progress really slow?

But when he thought of Yang Fan's powerful imperial spirits, he instantly stopped being complacent about the ranking of the Hidden Dragon List.

It really doesn't mean anything, it's just that his own strength is stronger than Yang Fan.

Even if he breaks through this time, he still can't beat the other party's imperial spirit.

Moreover, all of them are UP imperial spirits, and when the strength of others improves, all imperial spirits will follow suit.

Once Yang Fan was promoted to the platinum level, all four imperial spirits were on the diamond, so thinking about it was terrifying...

It's really nothing compared to this kind of good luck pervert, cultivating hard and finding an opportunity to add another imperial spirit is the right thing.

After saying to Murong Yan, "I have gone to cultivate," he walked towards the villa.

The old man looked at his granddaughter's back and smiled.

It was a good thing for her to have a demon by her side who constantly stimulated her.

Instantly, he shook his head with a wry smile.

This kid can not only stimulate his peers, but even the old man feels that he is not lightly stimulated!

What was I doing when I was 18?

Although he was not bad among his peers at that time, he couldn't compare with this kid at all!

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Yang Fan's villa was very lively at this time, and the four imperial spirits had a meal with him for the first time.

Saber made a lot of food and swept it all away.

Of course, there is no shortage of wine....

The three female imperial spirits all drank a little, and Yang Fan fought with Mihawk, and the result was not an opponent at all.

At this time, his head was dizzy, and he was helped by Saber to the sofa and sat down.

At this time, she patted her legs and said to Yang Fan.

"The head is uncomfortable, right? Leaning down, I'll help you rub..."

Yang Fan said with a smile as he looked at Saber's pretty face that was red from drinking.

"Sure enough! Or our Saber is the most considerate..." After

saying that, he took off his shoes, got on the sofa and lay on Saber's lap, soft and comfortable....

The nose is also surrounded by the aroma that comes to the face.

Close your eyes and let the other person rub their temples.

The technique and strength are not bad, and I don't know where she learned it.

I couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Our Saber is really good! Not only is the strength strong, the cooking is delicious, even the massage is so powerful, it is simply too comfortable, it seems that I will have to let you press me often in the future..."

Saber heard Yang Fan's praise, the corners of his mouth rose, and he pressed harder....

At this time, the other three imperial spirits were dissatisfied when they heard this.

I only listened to Hancock pouting and shouting.

"What's great, the concubine body will also be pressed, and when you try it, it must be more comfortable than Saber..." Yang

Fan was a little strange when he heard this, and Hancock also wanted to massage me?

He felt a little baffled by this....

But didn't think much about it....

But can the other party really massage?

Yang Fan was deeply suspicious....

But the mouth answered.

"Okay! Then I must try..."

At this time, Estes also walked over, holding a plate of watermelons that had been cut and all frozen, and said disdainfully.

"Just this kind of small skill, don't you just have hands?"

At this time, the frozen watermelon instantly melted, and Estes sat next to Yang Fan, picked up a piece and sent it to his mouth.

"Come on... Mouth! Try my chilled watermelon..." Although

Yang Fan, who was lying on Saber's lap, was puzzled, why was even Estes so enthusiastic?

But of course, he will not refuse this imperial treatment, and bite with his eyes closed and his mouth open....

After a few bites, a warm touch came from the lips.

"Slow down! Don't bite my hand..." It

turned out to be a piece of watermelon, almost biting Esders's finger.

Mihawk saw that the three companions had expressed their positions, and also said lightly.

"Massage words! I will also a little, if the Imperial Lord needs..."

"No! I don't need to..."

Mihawk grimaced after being interrupted.

Sadly stopped talking, continued to drink small wine....

Yang Fan was a little speechless, and you were also enthusiastic?

The beauty presses me, I enjoy it, you old men also come to live?

Thinking of himself lying on Mihawk's lap, the picture of him gently pressing his head, Yang Fan was screaming, goosebumps were rising...