Chapter seven hundred and sixty-one is all paid for by my son Su(1/4)
Dream boy?
Who are you calling for?
Xiao Meng's face turned black. She was in the quiet room and was still worried that Su Fu would be beaten by the people of the Meng clan, and even in danger. As a result...
This guy kicked the door and laughed in a pissy way.
He also called himself her dad?!
Should I have some face?!
He is simply a veteran villain.
The little worry in Xiao Meng's heart immediately disappeared.
Worry?
I'm still worried. Judging from this attitude, this guy is obviously starting to be devil again!
Tang Lu was so moved that she almost cried. She was so excited that she heard the familiar voice that had been missing for a long time.
She thought she would be here for the rest of her life.
But I never expected that Su Fu would find this place.
This place where birds don't shit!
"Old Su!"
Tang Lu shouted.
The smoke and dust dissipated.
Xiaomeng and Tang Lu looked out the door.
A figure walked towards him.
How to describe it?
Extremely coquettish...
Holding a colorful feather fan in hand, the precious light shines everywhere.
A white cat lying on his shoulders, his eyes were like a dream.
A white robe, purely handmade, each pattern has been carefully designed and polished.
Eyes are like stars and eyebrows are like picturesque.
The skin exudes divine light, like a banished immortal descending to the world.
The most important thing is that hair is full of hair.
Like a silver waterfall, it flows down, dazzling and dazzling.
Is this Su Fu?
Tang Lu and Xiao Meng were both shocked.
It has been a long time since I saw Su Fu, as if he had changed his whole body.
"you……"
Tang Lu hesitated.
Is this really Su Fu?
Could it be a fake product?
No, compared to this person, Su Fu may have been a fake and shoddy person in the past...
Xiao Meng narrowed her eyes. Because of the inheritance of the Dream Clan, there was actually a mysterious connection between her and Su Fu.
She could still tell whether it was Su Fu or not.
"He is Su Fu."
Xiao Mengdao.
Tang Lu was relieved immediately, laughed, took two steps at a time, and came to Su Fu, and punched Su Fu's shoulder.
However, this punch went on.
Tang Lu's face turned dark.
The fist seemed to hit a steel plate, and the bones were experiencing severe pain.
Su Fu's current body is the holy body of the human race. Even if it is an asteroid impact, it cannot destroy a single hair.
Unless the King-level attack is taken, the ordinary Venerable level will not cause any damage to Su Fu.
Su Fu didn't care about Tang Lu's dark face.
His perception swept through Tang Lu and found that Tang Lu's perception fluctuations were not weak.
"That's right. Not only did he enter the Immortal Lord, but he also stepped into the Venerable level with half his foot?"
Su Fu was a little surprised. Tang Lu's cultivation speed was really fast.
"What's the use? Are you imprisoned here?"
Tang Lu rolled her eyes.
"It's not considered imprisonment, Meng Dalong has no malicious intentions."
Xiao Mengdao.
Su Fu raised his eyebrows. The Meng Dalong in Xiao Meng's mouth should be that excellent patriarch, right?
"They had no choice but to do so. Now the Dream Clan is weak and has internal and external troubles. He imprisoned us, but actually protected us."
Xiao Meng said, she knew that Tang Lu had always been dissatisfied.
"It's okay. This time I'll take you away..."
Su Fu smiled.
"If I want to take you away, no one can stop me."
Su Fudao.
This statement...is very domineering.
Tang Lu was stunned, so... so domineering!
It's inflated enough...
Xiao Meng glanced at Su Fu, "The perception is not weak, the third tier of the title lord... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t
"And...who did you call Dad in front of you?"
Xiao Meng felt that she needed to maintain the dignity of the boss.
Tang Lu pursed her lips, as if there was a good show to watch.
Su Fu smiled, and at 1.8 meters tall, he walked to Xiao Meng, his hand fell down, and stroked it on Xiao Meng's sky cover, gently slapped it.
"Mengzai, shout "Dad" and I will help you kill all the enemies!"
Su Fu said with a smile.
He gently waved the feather fan, and the colorful rays were dazzling and dazzling.
"Oh."
Xiao Meng shook her head and asked her to call her dad?
When she dreams of surging across the starry sky for thousands of years, you Su Fu are still sipping breasts!
It’s impossible to scream if you beat her to death!
"Old Su, take us out. It's been a long time since we fought. My body is almost moldy. My cannon has been hungry and thirsty!" Tang Lu said.
"Take me back to the battlefield of gods and demons, I want to do the alien race!"
Su Fu glanced at Tang Lu.
"The battlefield of gods and demons... is gone."
"The alien race... is gone."
Su Fu sighed.
Xiaomeng and Tang Lu were stunned.
The two of them were closed here, and they were too closed to the acceptance of external news. The great purge of the alien universe was unknown.
They don't know that the war that shocked the world happened.
Su Fu didn't explain much, he narrowed his eyes and glanced outside.
“Come on.”
Su Fudao.
To be continued...