Chapter 1839, the king of the past, the king of Jiangcheng

Dragon King is still alive?

The Dragon King is still alive?

When the sea gods killed the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King did not die?

The old man stood there, staring at the figure with a shocked look.

Even if it has been more than a decade, the face of that figure still has no slight change.

Jiangcheng, once the king!

The king who surrendered all the family!

He vaguely remembered that the Song family at that time, he at that time, needed to look up to this figure.

"call!"

The old man's breathing is slightly rushed!

"Hey? Devil, what are they doing? Why did they kneel down to the young man, this..."

Just then, the voice of the teenager sounded beside him.

"That is the Dragon King, the king of Jiangcheng!"

The old man sighed slightly, his eyes sparkling.

"What Dragon King, what is the king of Jiangcheng? Grandpa, now Jiangcheng, our Song Group is the king!"

The young master looked at his grandfather and said something directly.

His eyes swept the young man in front of him, and he was riding on a neck, the former king?

Crap it!

The old man heard his grandson's words changed slightly, his face looked hesitant.

"Get up!"

In front of the position, Wang Xian looked at the magic blue dragon and the magic Yuan, his face showed a faint smile.

"Dragon King, you are finally back!"

The magic blue dragon stood up with some old tears.

"It’s so old, crying, crying!"

Wang Xian smiled and reached out and took the flowers from his head!

"No, no, no!"

The little guy is still reluctant and struggling.

"Okay, let this sister hold you for a while!"

Wang Xian pinched her face and gestured to the Yao girl with a veil.

"Yes, adults, flowers, let the sister hug!"

Yao woman was a little nervous and quickly reached out and took her to the flowers.

"No, no, hey, wow!"

The little guy clutched Wang Xian’s arm tightly and was unwilling to leave her arms.

The color of the children seeing it is also holding her tight!

"You guys, you can't always keep me holding!"

Wang Xian said helplessly to them.

"Dad fragrant!"

The color of the quiet lady is always young and tender.

"Fragrant?"

Wang Xian’s slight glimpse, followed by a slight clarity in his heart.

The two little guys are obviously wood attributes, and they have ancestral trees in their bodies, which are fatal for them.

This is one of the reasons why the two little guys just woke up and called her father.

In the heart of Wang Xian’s heart, the branches of the gods appeared in the hands, and the brilliance of the emerald green flashed.

"Hold it!"

Wang Xian said to the two little guys.

"Hey!"

When the branches of the gods appeared, the two stars of the little guy's head trembled obviously!

"Daddy hug!"

The two little guys obviously felt the familiar atmosphere from the gods, and immediately reached out and grabbed them.

However, Cai Er still looked at Wang Xian with his watery eyes.

"Let your sister hold it first!"

Wang Xian gestured to the Yao girl, and the Yao woman immediately hugged her arms.

Although the two little guys were very reluctant, they also reluctantly left Wang Xian’s arms.

"call!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the magical dragons: "Go, enter the house!"

"It is the Dragon King!"

"Dragon King, these two are little princesses?"

Magic Green Dragon stood up excitedly and looked at the two little guys.

"It's okay!"

Wang Xian nodded.

In front of the position, the old man saw the Dragon King coming over, slightly nervous.

"Dragon King!"

Hesitated for a moment, the old man arched his hand and shouted!

This makes the young master on the side look at his grandfather!

"Grandpa, he..."

What the teenager just wanted to say, was glanced at by the old man and immediately closed his mouth.

This makes the young master's heart more unhappy, who is this young man, so that his grandfather is so cautious!

Who dares to let his grandfather do this throughout Jiangcheng?

"Dragon King, this is the Song Lao of the Song Group, and I am very concerned about us!"

Mo Qinglong immediately introduced to Wang Xian.

"Oh, listen to the devil fifteen, they said, go in!"

Wang Xian looked at Song Lao, nodded and walked straight toward the inside.

"So?"

The teenager on the side saw Wang Xian look like this, frowning, and the eyes flashed an unpleasant look!

"Do not talk!"

Song Lao said aloud to him, hesitant to follow.

He does not know whether the Dragon King is still the Dragon King of the past!

After all, the strength of their Song family is not weak, and the recognized status of the Jiangcheng hegemon level.

But at least on the bright side, Song Lao still gives the Dragon King a respect.

Just relying on the strength of the once Longmen is also worthy of a respect.

When everyone walked into the villa, Wang Xian sat on the sofa in the center. He looked at the Yao girl and sat on the side with her flowers.

"Ok?"

The young man next to Song Lao saw Wang Xian walked in and sat directly on the central sofa, frowning slightly, and the disappointment on his face was more obvious!

"Qinglong, I am back this time. I should not leave now. I will find a house by the sea, and..."

Wang Xian sat down and said directly to the magical dragon who stood in front without sitting down.

"Magic predecessors, my grandfather wants me to worship you as a teacher. How do you see this predecessor? If you agree, we will set up a teacher's feast in the next day. If you disagree, don't waste our time here! ”

"I don't care too much about Song Shanzhi!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Wang Xian’s words and said directly to the Magic Qinglong.

"Xiaozhi, talk less!"

Song Lao saw his grandson's direct impatient speech, and frowned and shouted.

However, he did not have much blame. The Dragon King was only the former Wang Xian. Now their Song family is...

Moreover, with the dragon king of two little dolls, he always feels less of the edge and domineering of the past, that is the surrender of momentum.

He has a feeling that the Dragon King is still alive and fallen!

"Grandpa, can't our Song family speak in Jiangcheng? I don't know what Dragon King, I don't know what the former king of Jiangcheng, now Jiangcheng, our Song family is king!"

Song Shanzhi looked at Wang Xian with a sneer, and looked up slightly and looked proud.

In Jiangcheng, his Song Shanzhi has the capital and strength to say this.

"Kid, I don't care who you are. I will talk to me in the future, it is best to respect me, and I don't see who is here!"

He stood, staring down at Wang Xian, sitting there, reaching out.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Xian looked down at the teenager pointing at himself, with a smile on his face.

On one side, the magical dragon and the magic brake face changed slightly, and a murderous moment burst out from the body.

"The king of the past, the king of the present?

Wang Xian waved his hand and let the magical dragons take back their momentum.

"Look at your Song family's merits, read your ignorance, spare you a life!"

(End of this chapter)