…”Baby comes here, mother-in-law loves you!”

The nine-son ghost mother smiled so hard that her wrinkles turned into chrysanthemums... her face was blurred and she looked particularly kind, and her cracked dry mouth was full of sparse yellow teeth. She looked like the old lady from Qianchangfan family was pampering her granddaughter."

Jin He'er looked at the Jiuzi Ghost Mother in confusion with his thumb, not understanding what this strange "mother-in-law" told her to do. While he was hesitating, he saw Jiuhu Ghost Mother embracing the cradle, and his dry claws came to him, as if he wanted to hug Jin A'er over and feel pain.

In an instant, Zhang Fan, the Blood God Son, even kept his eyes closed and slapped Du Eryun Che Yinheng, and his face darkened.

Who is this Nine-son Ghost Mother? Do they still know? How could she get the gold medal?

meaning?

Just as the nine-son ghost mother's palm was touching Jin Aer's tender bracelets, Jin He'er's eyes suddenly darkened.

The confused little girl whispered. When she looked up, she saw a spoonful of Qianfan's back blocking her. A layer of cold cage that was dozing off the back was rippling slightly, as if the lake surface was stirring up ripples under the strong wind.

Sanren, Taoist disciple!

This evil tent, which had been expressionless and seemed to care about nothing, took a step forward without looking at the punishment traces, and seemed to have stopped Nakagawa, who was indifferently and intentionally.

Suddenly, the Nine-son Ghost Mother's kind smile stopped, holding the compensation in the air. She knew the hazy aura in front of her. It was the murderous aura of the Taoist disciple, the murderous aura of the Taoist brother Killing. If it was met, it would not be so easy to retract.

Hum? How could he do?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and raised him and slowly put him in the room.

The actions of this scattered Taoist disciple seem to be unintentional, but those present determine what character they are? How could they misunderstand his thoughts?

At this time, the Taoist still had no expression on his face. Seeing the Nine-Son Ghost Mother Retracted, he also turned sideways and gave in. Zhang Fan seemed to see a touch of warmth and mixed meaning from his eyes, and then flashed away, almost making people wonder if it was an illusion.

"It's weird."

I vaguely heard the Blood God Son muttering. He seemed to be puzzled by the righteous attacks of the Sanren Taoist disciples, but Zhang Fan quickly put him aside and reached out to greet him, "Chaer. Come to Daddy."

"father"

Jin A'er cheered and rushed over. Xiaobai, who had legs on the ground, squirted and flew up, and giggled and Park came to Zhang Fan's arms.

After stroking her hair lovingly, Zhang Fan raised his head and looked at the Nine-son Ghost Mother. His expression suddenly turned sharply.

It was at this moment that the Nine-son Ghost Mother looked at Jin He'er and still looked a little weird. She was a bit kind, but more of a possession like a treasure, which made people feel trembling.

Zhang Fan's face darkened and shouted coldly:

"Nine-son Ghost Mother, if it is not a big deal, I will kill you here."

"I am here to say that I dare to look at the Internet with this kind of gaze, and I will dig your eyes;

If you dare to talk to her, I will pull out your tongue;

If you dare to touch her, I will break your limbs together!

When talking about Yunfan, Zhang Fan stroked Jin He'er's head with one hand, isolating the head of the house. At the same time, the divine light in his eyes seemed to be substantial. He stabbed directly into the eyes of the Nine-Son Ghost Mother, with a stern and solemn intention. There was no falsehood at all. No one suspected that if the Nine-Son Ghost Mother really dared to offend, he would definitely make a judgment on the profit.

At this time, especially feeling the softness and warmth that was leaning against the teeth, Zhang Fan subconsciously said this, as if he really found the feeling of being a father.

"Okay, Long, I finally had a little change of worship. I thought the devil who killed people with his eyebrows had suddenly woken up and saved people!"

Just listening to this sentence, you will know that the Blood God Son was still very resentful about Zhang Fan's repeated savings from him. At this time, he did not forget to stab him a few words.

Zhang Fan pretended not to hear his words, his eyes were burning, and he cut through the layers of wrinkles on the ghost mother's face, just like seeing through the thoughts in her mind.

Under this realistic gaze, Guan Rong on the face of the Nine-son Ghost Mother froze, and she raised the cradle in her arms without realizing it, as if she was ready to resist at any time.

With just one move, the ghosts were vaguely spreading rice from the armor of the scrambler, as if it was just a full term baby, looking for his mother's cry.

Zhang Fan looked at her with contempt and just smiled disdainfully at her.

Just at this moment, with a "boom" sound, Du'eryun Car suddenly moved violently. Although Yin Heng instantly blessed the magical powers and stabilized it, the instantaneous change still shocked everyone.

"The Kong Lin Ling Beast. Take turns to go up."

Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, Yin Heng said hurriedly. Before he even opened his eyes, he only said something to the Nine-son Ghost Mother before he was immersed in the control of the cloud car again.

"Ghost Mother, just this time, otherwise don't blame Gu Heng.

After saying this, the breath belonging to Yin Heng. Suddenly, Xia Mengdeng passed by clouds and noons, and Deng continued to shake slightly, calmed down.

She was threatened by Zhang Fan and Yin Heng one after another. The Nine-son Ghost Mother just locked up Yibu, turned her head and pressed her tightly against the cradle, vaguely... She could see her mouth shape, as if she was saying, "It's better to be Yingbei" a little sleeping consciousness

"I'm afraid there is something wrong with this person."

In Zhang Fan's opinion, this is a typical example of the county's practice of training skills and confusing their minds. Knowing that Jin He'er's "fathers" and mothers are all together and they can't even have the right to do her, Jingnian died without a burial place, but in this case, she dared to stretch out her sword with Mi claws and Jin Xier. It can only be said that lard is blinded, and it is not something that can be done by those who are sane.

But soon, Zhang Fan had no time to pay attention to this crazy old woman, a shadow of Tang Da, shrouded on the Dueryun Car.

Seeing this thing, he finally understood why Blood God Jie, Yin Heng and others were so afraid of the Kongqi spirit beast. They were not yet close to him, but his huge body and his great power were hidden from him.

"Not weak!"

At this time, the shadow of the necrograss on their heads was caused by a huge spiritual beast of Huifang Eight-Clawed Yellow Claws. Looking at it intently, I saw that the eight-Clawed Spirit Beast was a hundred feet in size and a figurine body composed of the spiritual energy of the sky spy. If I had not been constantly approaching the pair of different eyes, carrying a fierce light, in this extremely scattered environment, I was afraid that anyone would do the existence of the potassium-producing office workers.

In just a moment, this huge octopus spirit beast was already in front of Yi, and the eight claws drove the spiritual energy of Kong Chu on all sides. The mad demons danced wildly and hit them on the head and face.

If it is made strong and strong, the car can be defended with its defense, but it will inevitably be shot and flew out. No one will know where this boundless lemon will eventually fall.

"I'll do it first."

Just at this moment, the Blood God Son stepped out and stood at the Dianeyun Car, Shanyuan, who was seducing the blood of the towel and condensed on the octopus.

His meaning is the same as Yin Heng, and they are all the same. Except for Jin He'er, they all took turns to resist. If this is not the case, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until the end.

As soon as the Blood God Son finished speaking, his claws were pressing above his head with the strong wind to the ground. Even when he reached this point, the Blood God Son still had no intention of moving, and only showed a strange smile on his handsome and evil face.

"Hmm? This is"

Behind him, Zhang Fan stood up, holding Jin A'er and preventing her from running around, looking forward in surprise.

At this critical moment, the Blood God Son did not display the Blood Shadow God Sword, nor did he take out the Demon Blood Flame Heart Lamp, but just shook his head gently.

With this swinging action, Zhang Fan, who was behind him, clearly got a bloody color and flew out from behind his head. It seemed like a lightest blood and lingering flowers, the one that occupied the vastness of the touch.

"Blood-colored silk ribbon, hair strap."

The Blood God Son released a blood-colored silk ribbon, hanging tightly on his hair. The hairband that had never left his body for a moment.

As soon as this blood-colored silk ribbon came into contact with the octopus, it burst out with extremely terrifying power in a moment.

Spread. It spread rapidly, at the last moment. The huge brain castle that touched the Nian was only three feet away from the Blood God Wu, and at the next moment, it was still three feet. Not only did it not move forward, it was very fast dissipating. It felt like the bones were pulled away and instantly turned into a pool of rotten meat.

In Zhang Fan's view, in that moment, the blood-colored silk ribbons became a sensation from the touch of the year. In a flash, the dark spirit in the eyes of the panic beast in front of him were all scattered. There was no longer any threat.

Sure enough, with a "swoosh", the blood-colored silk ribbon flew back to the back of the Divine Son's head again. In front of him, the Kongyou's spiritual energy rolled violently, and the Kongyou's spiritual energy, which was like a boiling but had a octopus, suddenly dissipated. The four-sided spirits and

"The true body of the Blood God!"

This is his true form!”

At the first time, judging from the power, Zhang Fan came to the conclusion that the amazing blood-colored silk ribbon in the city of Nanran is the true body of the Blood God Son.

Although he knew that the Blood God Wu Yibing Potassium body was just some clones in front of him, after all, this is the special part of the Blood Demon magic power, the divine source piano is the essence and blood. Walking with the clone, you can still burst out with powerful power.

Back then, a clone of the Blood God Son was destroyed by Zhang Fan's New Year

Unexpectedly, he actually refined his true body into a hairband with a blood-colored ribbon. He kept tying it behind his head. What was even more strange was why he had to expose this to everyone so easily.

Not only Zhang Fan, but almost everyone who saw this scene was very confused.

If the Blood God Son did not do this, when the dispute arose and emerged from each other, this little boy would be a secret killer. However, as soon as he did so, he would lose his emptiness and it would be impossible to report such a good effect.

Feeling the eyes of everyone gathering behind him, a bitter smile flashed on the face of the Son of Blood God without anyone noticing attention, and then disappeared. His eyes flashed and condensed on the empty waterfall spirit beasts that were approaching one by one.
Chapter completed!