Chapter Three Hundred and Six: Anyone Can Fujiang

Fujiang took Yan into a garden, looking at the beautiful scenery in the garden, a touch of malice flashed in his eyes, he hated this place, it looked so beautiful, in fact...

"Is it beautiful here?"

Fujiang asked without turning around, just walking in front of him so slowly, Yan followed behind Fujiang and looked at Fujiang's back.

To be honest, even the back view is so reverie that it fascinates Yan.

"nice!"

Yan didn't even think about it, and said directly, but she didn't know who she was talking about with this beauty!

Speaking of scenery, I'm still talking about... Fujiang!

"But all the so-called beauty exists only on the premise of taking away freedom, and... a large part of it is false!"

Fujiang opened his mouth and said, he picked up a gem with bright light from the ground, and placed it under the sun to reflect five "seven, eight, three" colors and six colors of light.

Then Fu Jiang took the gem and threw it towards a bird above the sky.

With the shuriken skills he practiced as a child, and the insight of his own eyes, he easily hit a beautiful bird in flight.

But the gem didn't shoot down the beautiful bird, it just passed over the bird's body.

Seeing this, Yan was stunned for a moment, and then started to scan the entire garden by opening the dark plane.

It turns out that all living things in this garden are holographic projections!

"I'm tired of this false world, and I want revenge on the angels."

Fu Jiang said his "heart words"!

Hearing this, Yan's heart moved, and then he stared blankly at his father.

She knew that the means by which Keisha got her father was not bright, it could even be said to be very dark, but she did not expect that her father would have such an idea!

"Angel of revenge? Am I also within the scope of your revenge?"

Yan felt a little panic in her heart, and she looked at Fujiang very uneasy.

She doesn't want her father to hate her, but if her father already hates her, then she can only...

It seemed that he felt something was wrong with his daughter, and Fujiang felt a little drum in his heart.

"No! You are my daughter, even if you have half dirty blood flowing in your body, that is my daughter."

Fujiang shook his head and said, in fact, he wanted to show more struggle, but looking at Yan's appearance, it seemed that if he dared to say something that made her unhappy, she would pounce on her in the next second.

He couldn't take that risk, absolutely not!

Hearing this, Yan's expression was obviously relaxed.

"Father... that's not the reason why you mess with Leng Hu!"

Yan finally sternly said, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

Although Yan is still a little excited now, it is undoubtedly much better than before.

"My body is completely dirty. It doesn't matter. Anyone can try it. Even if I go out to find a beggar, I don't care."

Fujiang said casually, and then kicked the gems under his feet. These gems are all flashy things.

Hearing this, Yan's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and at the same time, his blood surged, as if he had heard some extremely explosive news.

"Father...you can't have this mentality!"

Yan took a few steps forward and grabbed Fujiang's shoulder. She wanted to say... Since you are already like this, let me try it, but she still didn't say it, just did it. Baba popped out such a sentence.

Fujiang also saw Yan's state, and he was very uneasy.

"Let go of me, anyone can, but you and Xi can't."

Fujiang seemed to be drunk and was talking drunk, but his eyes kept staring at Yan, and what he said made Yan a little stunned, and then a strong maliciousness flashed in his eyes.

Sudden! Fujiang felt as if his shoulders were about to be crushed. Yan's strength was so great that even a divine body like Fujiang was very painful.

However, Fu Jiang did not cry out, he was not a delicate person, nor was he an ordinary mortal.

He knew that if he called out at this time, Yan would definitely lose his mind completely.

"Father...Fujiang!"

Yan called out Fujiang's name directly this time, his eyes were like sharp swords, as if he wanted to kill Fujiang.

Seeing this, Fujiang's uneasiness is even stronger!

"let me go!"

Fujiang paused almost word for word, slowly opened his mouth and said, his eyes fixed on Yan, he must overwhelm Yan now, otherwise there will definitely be something that he and Yan both regret.

"Hiko!"

Sudden! A cold voice came from behind Yan, which gradually restored Yan's sanity, but she still stared at Fujiang tightly, but released her hands that were holding Fujiang's shoulders tightly...

Seeing Leng coming, Fu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, then took a few steps back, bypassed Yan, and walked in the direction of Leng.

When Leng saw Fujiang coming towards her, she was a little nervous, and more at a loss, but thinking that she came here this time under Yan's instructions, she didn't have much fear.

Fu Jiang took Leng's hand and walked straight to his bedroom.

He was left standing there alone in a daze.

Yan looked at Fujiang and Leng who were gradually leaving. She wanted to rush up several times, but she dispelled that thought several times.

The moment Fujiang spoke up, she almost exploded in place.

But after the impulse comes calmness...

Yan hate! She hated her mother and the blood relationship between herself and Fujiang.

This kind of thing is almost impossible to happen outside the wild and undeveloped era of intelligence.

"what!!!!"

Yan Yangtian roared, she took out her flaming sword from the dark plane, and just wanted to wave it to vent, but thinking that this was the garden that Kaisha carefully arranged for Fujiang, her reason stopped her in time.

She stood dumbfounded, holding the flame sword in her hand, but she didn't dare to swing it down.

Then Yan suddenly opened his wings, and the whole person rushed into the sky like an arrow from the string.

She needs to calm down, calm down!

At the same time, Fujiang and Leng also returned to the palace.

Fujiang let go of Leng, and then 1.7 Fujiang held Leng's little face with both hands, and looked for traces of Xiaonan on Leng's face very seriously.

There are very few traces, extremely few, but for some reason, Fujiang just feels cold and very similar to Xiaonan!

Leng didn't dare to move, she was just being played with by Fujiang, in fact, she was enjoying this moment, at least it was Fujiang who was playing with herself!

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