Feng Yu's beautiful eyes flashed, looking up and down at Ning Chuan.

Sharp eyes...

Full forehead...

Black hair...

Well, it is indeed a sign of the kidney water not being lost and the Yuanyang not being discharged...

That being said, he is really a boy.

Then Feng Ming is lucky now.

"Young Master Ning, I wonder how much do you know about the Demon Alliance now?"

Fengyu continued to laugh.

"Demon Alliance? I don't know much about this, I can only say that I have a little understanding..."

Ning Chuan continued to respond.

In this way, the two of them asked and answered questions.

As various problems emerged, Ning Chuan gradually became a little impatient. Just as he was about to forcefully end all this, suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from a distance.

Ning Chuan immediately looked back.

Outside the yard, a woman in a purple long dress was walking quickly, also above 180, with a deserted face and long golden and soft hair.

She has an unparalleled appearance, fair skin, a cold feeling is everywhere, but a vague flame appears in her eyes.

"Ningchuan, I want to duel with you!"

As soon as the woman rushed over, she pointed at Ning Chuan and spoke sternly.

Ning Chuan's face was stunned.

Who is this!

Do you have to duel with yourself as soon as you come?

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, Feng Yu beside Ning Chuan made a burst of laughter, patted the table gently, got up from the stone bench, and smiled, "Young Master Ning, congratulations, my aunty agreed to the marriage between you and Feng Ming, and I am extremely satisfied with you!"

Damn it!

Ning Chuan was completely surprised.

He has been tying this for a long time and has been tying it on his body again.

"Third aunt, I won't marry, I will fight with Ning Chuan!"

The girl in the purple long skirt looked angry and shouted loudly, "Ningchuan, if you have the ability, you will have a big battle with me openly!"

Hiss!

Ning Chuan completely understood.

Oh shit!

After working on it for a long time, Feng Yu was completely testing herself, just like a mother-in-law testing her son-in-law.

And this new woman in purple skirt should be the little princess of the demon clan named Feng Ming!

No wonder she is so excited!

but!

There is a misunderstanding in this.

His main purpose is to accompany the Golden Bearded Guest.

Now that the Golden Rose Guest has succeeded, he will never agree to go on a blind date with the other party again.

Although the other party looks OK, he can't stand the big guy over 180!

"Senior, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

Ning Chuan quickly looked at Feng Yu on one side.

"There is no misunderstanding. If I agree to this, it means that the old man also agrees. It is useless for anyone else to object."

Feng Yu smiled and looked at Ning Chuan. He patted Ning Chuan on the shoulder with his palm, and said with a smile, "Young Master Ning, if you want to be my son-in-law of the Huohuang clan, you must have the courage. Now show your courage and teach this stinky girl a lesson so that she can know that there are people outside of others and there is heaven!"

Am I and him?

Ning Chuan was completely speechless.

"Ningchuan, do you dare to duel with me?"

Feng Ming was still yelling, his sword pointed straight at Ning Chuan, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

"Young Master Ning, don't hold back. Feng Ming, like when I was a child, just bet, beat her more, and she will obey you if she beat her. Just beat her, I'll support you. I'll hit her with a bruised nose and a swollen face. There will be no problem. I think Xiang Shaolong beat Feng Ling back then before he beat Feng Ling."

Fengyu was eager to try and encourage Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan had no idea what to say.

Beat the little princess of the Fang family in front of her family.

What a joke?

No matter how big his heart is, he would not dare to play like this.

"Forget it, senior, I am not knowledgeable and can't control it. Please choose another virtuous son-in-law!"

Ning Chuan spoke quickly.

"What other choice? I'll take a fancy to you. You're determined to be my son-in-law of the Huohuang clan. Come on and hit her with a blooming face!"

Feng Yu's tone was faint, pushing Ningchuan.

"Ningchuan, if you are a man, come out for a duel. What is the ability to curry favor with my elders? You are worthy of being the second in the genius list? Get out and fight to the death!"

Feng Ming looked angry and was still yelling and scolding.

"Young Master Ning, this is unbearable. She actually doubts whether you are a man. Use your manly means to tell her what it means to be a Dinghai. Come on!"

Fengyu quickly pushed Ningchuan.

Mama!

"No, no, I can't be this son-in-law, I'll say goodbye!"

Ning Chuan turned around and left.

"What are you afraid of?"

Feng Yu hurriedly grabbed Ning Chuan.

"I'm afraid that toothpicks will stir the big tank!"

Ning Chuan responded.

“???”

Feng Yu looked puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Ningchuan, have you ever asked me if you want to leave?"

Feng Ming shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, emitting a sharp divine light. His body was like lightning, and he instantly rushed towards Ningchuan.

"Young Master Ning, beat her to death!"

Feng Yu on one side grabbed Ning Chuan's shoulder and smashed his body towards Feng Ming.

A cold light flashed in Feng Ming's eyes, and the long sword instantly turned into dozens of afterimages. The divine light was brilliant, and it quickly pierced towards the key points on Ning Chuan's body, making a sound, containing a great crisis.

Ning Chuan was furious.

court death!

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

His fingers were like lightning, unpredictable, constantly colliding with the sword body. Every time he hit, he accurately pointed it on the sword body, his voice deafening and buzzing.

The huge force made Feng Ming secretly shocked.

Then before she could react, she heard a stinging sound from her wrist, and five bloody claw marks appeared. Then Ning Chuan hid in her long sword in her hand in an instant.

"you!"

Feng Ming was shocked.

Bang!

Ning Chuan slapped her in the face with great force and powerful force. He slapped Feng Ming with a slutty slap on the spot, his head was messy, his body staggered backwards, and his whole cheeks quickly swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a big steamed bun.

"Bitch!"

Ning Chuan cursed.

"Good fight!"
To be continued...