Chapter 6891： You may not believe it when you say it

"Xiao Fan, why don't you let me tell my grandfather your identity as a godless god. Zhang Wutian?"

"He is so dog-eye-seeking and behaves so horribly, I absolutely cannot tolerate it!"

After Zhao Ying'er left with Zhang Xiaofan, she came to a place of farts one after another. She paused and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's arm, straight and straight.

Earlier, when she saw her grandfather doing more and more things, the more she talked, the harder it was.

As early as that time, Zhao Yinger had already prepared Zhang Xiaofan to be a godless demon. Zhang Wutian's identity and status were given directly to the disc, so that he could beat Zhao Guofan's ugly face just now. Come.

However, just when Zhao Yinger was about to tell all this, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly stopped himself at this moment, which also made Zhao Yinger very puzzled and puzzled.

"Yingbao, do you think you suddenly said to another person you haven't seen for a long time, your boyfriend is the Godless Demon. Zhang Wutian, how many people will believe what you say?"

After Zhang Xiaofan pointed out a word, Zhao Yinger immediately left the whole person in place.

Indeed, for the vast majority of people, Zhang Wutian is absolutely a transcendent existence that exists only in myths and legends, far above everything.

If someone else suddenly tells another person that he and that Wu Mozun. Zhang Wutian are friends with each other, or if he knows Zhang Wutian, how many people will believe your rhetoric?

Maybe in the end, they will reply fiercely.

"Oh, do you? You also know Zhang Wutian? What a coincidence, I know him too!"

It is undeniable that this kind of thing is very unconvincing in itself.

In particular, Zhao Guofan's artistic conception at this time is completely intoxicated by the good identity of the marriage partner arranged for Zhao Yinger, in the background of shocking the world.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaofan to stop at the beginning, let Zhao Yinger take Zhang Xiaofan as the Skyless Demon. If Zhang Wutian pointed out the fact, it would only make Zhao Guofan think Zhao Yinger was forcibly regaining his face for himself. It's funny!

Zhang Xiaofan was holding Zhao Ying'er's tender, boneless tenderness, and she had a touch of scratches deep in her eyes.

"Yingbao, in this world, you may be able to beat your thousand words with one action. Whatever happens, it will always be more convincing than what you said!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's tone rose slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose up immediately, setting off a radian of senhan.

"Furthermore, I really want to have a good look at it now. What kind of horror exists in your grandfather's mouth? Who is it?"

Zhang Xiaofan slammed his right hand and made a banging sound.

"Dare to hit your idea on my Zhang Wutian's wife, I really think I'm too long to live, right ?!"

After Zhao Yinger heard this, a slight smile appeared on her pretty face. She gently retracted into Zhang Xiaofan's generous embrace, and buried her small head in Zhang Xiaofan's solid chest.

"Xiao Fan, everything is fine, but it's too aggressive ..."