C1638 Teach Eldest Nephew a lesson!
C1638 Teach Eldest Nephew a lesson!
"You must be able to beat me first and then talk. To be honest, if it wasn't on account of you being the son of Big Sister Su Die, I definitely wouldn't have brought you along." Xiao Chen said indifferently.
"Who are you calling a burden!" Murong Xun shouted.
"I'm talking about you. If you don't believe me …" Xiao Chen then looked at War God Boat, and said indifferently: "Yang Yan, Shi Jingtian, Hundred Transformations, Xiao Man, Four Seas, let him experience what true strength is!"
"Understood, young master!"
When the few of them stepped out of the War God Boat, the aura of the God Emperor Advanced powerhouses surged forth. Especially Yang Yan's fire of Golden Crow, it gave Murong Xun a natural pressure.
"Do you understand now? "They are all stronger than you in terms of strength. This means that they are all your elders. Why aren't you addressing them as uncle and aunt?" Xiao Chen said.
"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible for me to call you uncle, and it's also impossible for me to call them!" Murong Xun said with a resolute expression.
"Absolutely impossible?" Xiao Chen's face revealed a smile, and then said indifferently: "Yang Yan, teach him a lesson, as long as he doesn't die it's fine!"
"Understood, Young Master." Yang Yan said, then looked at Murong Xun, and laughed: "Eldest Nephew, Uncle will let you understand what it means to be a heaven above the heavens, there is always someone above you!"
With that, Yang Yan slapped Murong Xun, the Golden Crow formed by the flames rushed over, causing Murong Xun's expression to change, he anxiously formed a ice shield in front of him, but the ice shield only lasted for a few seconds, before it struck Murong Xun and sent him flying.
"Eldest Nephew, how is it, do you still want to try?" Yang Yan looked at the miserable face of Murong Xun and mocked.
"You …!" Murong Xun's face was ashen, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and a playful voice sounded by his ear.
"Eldest Nephew, call me aunt. Otherwise, if my hand slips and leaves a scar on your neck, it won't be good." Unknowingly, An Yanran had already appeared by Murong Xun's side, holding a dagger on his neck.
"Aunt, Aunt, please don't slip!" Feeling the cold on her neck, Murong Xun anxiously shouted. If the other party had attacked him so close, even her father's soul remembrance would not have been able to save him.
"Hahaha, Eldest Nephew is straightforward, in the future, I, An Yanran, will listen to you." An Yanran laughed, his eyes full of satisfaction.
"An Yanran, you are Ghost Prison's disciple, An Yanran!" Murong Xun looked at An Yanran with a little shock.
"You actually know me?"
"In terms of intelligence, my Mu Rong family is definitely number one in the God Realm." Murong Xun said a little proudly, "No wonder you look a little familiar, you're actually the Ghost Prison's most promising killer."
Murong Xun finally understood why An Yanran was able to suddenly appear by his side. Even his father and mother admired the hidden skills of the Ghost Prison greatly.
"Eldest Nephew, you make me like listening to your words. In the future, I will listen to you." An Yanran withdrew her dagger and patted Murong Xun's shoulder.
Murong Xun was a little bitter. But just at this moment, Shen Yu also arrived in front of him and said coldly: "I can't be inferior to that violent woman for no reason. Eldest Nephew, hurry up and call me uncle."
Murong Xun looked at the Divine Feather that was a little familiar, and a name suddenly flashed across her mind, "You are the Divine Feather of the Storm Divine Kingdom."