Chapter 1703

That's why she didn't have any doubt when she saw Kirin on earth.

Emperor Star Wars, a little bigger than Yan Zun, has become an old man.

Following Yan Zun's song leaf is also a middle-aged man.

Yan Zun is powerful, but it has nothing to do with his face.

Even if he has a good face, he should be a middle-aged man.

He's meow. He's so fussy.

Not much worse than her.

How can you look more than a thousand years old, this young old bastard!

Is the use of thinking patterns to deceive her, and even dare to appear in front of her openly on the earth.

Master Yan shook his fist angrily.

She suddenly wanted to hit someone.

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes slightly, still couldn't help it, and suddenly waved his right hand.

The pale golden light spread along her fingertips.

"Boom!"

The wall opposite Yantao was smashed into pieces and rolled to the ground.

Young master Yan creaked and bit his silver teeth, and the fire was faint in his eyes.

Handsome if demon's face is full of cold and forbearing anger.

Yan Zun!

You old bastard!

"Sneeze!"

By the blue lake, Yan Zun leisurely supported his jaw, the long fishing rod at his feet stretched into the lake, and a pair of peach blossom eyes half narrowed, as if he had settled.

But suddenly he sneezed three times in a row.

He rubbed his nose.

The fishing rod at his feet suddenly sank. He immediately bent down, grabbed the fishing rod with his right hand, and his slender finger moved slightly.

In a moment, a golden and red fish was thrown out of the lake and thrown to his feet.

Yan Zun lowered his eyebrows and lifted the red rainbow gall fish in his right hand.

A pair of peach blossom eyes smiled and picked up the firewood next to them and made a fire.

He handled the fish very skillfully. He strung the fish on the branch in two or three times and slowly began to roast the fish.

By the way, he put the fishing rod back.

The golden and red fish were on the fire. The fish skin was roasted golden yellow, and a little oil fell into the burning fire, making a crackling sound.

Yan Zun sniffed the smell of the fish, nodded with satisfaction, raised his right hand slightly, and put the fish to his mouth.

The fish skin bit open, revealing the crystal clear fish meat, which all fell into Yan Zun's stomach.

Three or two times to solve a fish, Yan Zun's eyes picked, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Before he got up, suddenly, a loud drink blew up in the sky above him.

"Yan Zun, you shameless man!"

"You return my fish!"

In the distance of the lake, the short, fat middle-aged man rushed like thunder.

He held a big axe in his left and right hands.

On the axe, the cold light was shining in the sun, crossing and splitting straight at Yan Zun's head.

Yan Zun didn't move his eyebrows. He still sat lazily in place and wiped the grease on his lips gracefully.

When the axe approached him, Yan Zuncai raised his eyes slightly. He didn't see any action. His body shape had flashed behind the child-bearing age.

"Little fatty, grumpy, but it will affect physical development."

Yan Zun raised his feet and put out the bonfire in front of him. His voice was low and pleasant: "I've been home for so many years. I'm not tall because you have a bad temper."

The move of falling child-bearing age failed. He turned angrily and stared at Yan Zun.

"I have a bad temper. Don't come to provoke me and steal my fish!"

Falling child-bearing age looked at the extinguished bonfire and jumped with heartache.

His fish!!

His fish!