In the face of the "empty cheque" issued by the family's owner, Song Yong still showed no enthusiasm, not to mention how much pressure and resistance he would bear when he inherited the position of family owner.

Secondly, he didn't have any idea about the position of the king's family. His goal was the stars and the sea, how could he be regarded as a small family.

Seeing Song Yan who was unmoved, the owner of the Wang family sank in the center, and was a little more annoyed: "Chu Fan, how on earth would you be willing to be the personal guard of Princess Vientiane?"

"Sorry, homeowner, I will not be the personal guard of Princess Vientiane anyway!" Song Zheng shook his head, with a firm attitude.

"boom!"

The head of the Wang family took a palm shot on the coffee table, and his face became very heavy.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Chu Fan, don't you know what to do!"

"We discussed with you that we respect you, and you don't toast or eat fine!"

Elder Shan and Elder Ming, the four demigods, were also angry!

The owner of the Wang family spoke again,

In an unquestionable tone: "This matter must not be opposed by you! In any case, you must become the personal guard of Vientiane Princess!"

"Ha ha!"

Song Kun smiled. He wanted to spend some time with Wang Jiaxu as a false snake. Since they had to force him to be a personal guard of Vientiane Princess, then he turned his face.

Somehow, hearing the laughter of Song Yong, the Wang family's owner and the four elders were very disgusted.

"Chu Fan, this one asks you again, in the end promise or not!" The Wang family owner asked.

"This matter has not been discussed!"

Song Yan also used an unquestionable tone.

The owner of the Wang family laughed angrily: "Okay! Very good! Do you really think your wings are hard, and our royal family has no means of countering you?"

"Is that so?" Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and said with fearlessness: "I'm curious, what countermeasures do you have against me?"

"act recklessly!"

For a light drink, the owner of the Wang family added a copper lamp.

"Concentric lights!"

When he saw this bronze lamp, Song Yong immediately recognized it as a concentric lamp that had dripped blood when he became married to Wang Ye.

"Yes!" The owner of the Wang family nodded: "This is the concentric lamp. It also has a name called the soul control lamp. As long as someone drops blood on the flame, his soul will be controlled by the soul control lamp, unless you Become a god, otherwise, you will never want to break free in your life! "

Having said that, the owner of the Wang family had a little more pride on his face: "If there is no soul-controlling lamp, how can this place let you practice in the ancestral land, and how can the Emperor's Canon be taught to you, if you obey us The arrangement does not intend to threaten you with the soul-control lamp. It is because you are so knowledgeable. This seat has to offer the soul-control lamp. Now, this seat allows you to taste the power of the soul-control lamp! "

While talking, the master of the Wang family squeezed a trick into the soul-control lamp, and the flame couldn't help being much brighter. The master of the Wang family then said, "Let you taste the pain of the burning soul first!"

But soon, the face of the Wang family's owner appeared suspicious, because he found that Song Yuan, who was not far away, did not give birth to the slightest strange thing, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you respond?"

"What do you want?"

Song Yan played with the taste. Now that he knows that the Wang family has no good intentions, how could he not be alert. When he was married, the drop of blood that he dripped on the flame was not his at all, but was drawn from a demon in the temple. of.

"Is it out of control?"

The Wang family's owner did not believe in evil again and played a trick, the flame of the soul control lamp became more and more bright, but Song Yan still did not fart.

"Isn't your blood dripping on the flames?"

The owner of the Wang family finally reacted, and looked at Song Ye in surprise.

"You're not stupid." Song Yan laughed: "When you were solicited by your royal family, I suspected that you had no intention, so I left a heart to my mind, but it really worked!"

"What a cunning kid!"

Elder Shan and Elder Ming sighed.

Song Kun rose up and said lightly, "Okay, I don't care about you because of your teaching of the emperor's scriptures and cultivation in the ancestral land, but from now on, I have nothing to do with your royal family. ! "

"Impossible!" The owner of the Wang family shouted, and then there was a thick puppet on his face, staring at Song Peng: "Chu Fan, since you are not controlled by the soul-control lamp, you thought we would keep you alive. Today, It's your death! "

Between the words, the figure of an ancient giant emerged from behind the owner of the Wang's family, and then, with one finger, he hurriedly frowned at Song.

At the same time, four other demigod elders also shot.

Or fist or palm or leg or glaive.

The five demigods joined forces, and their horror was extremely extreme, especially because their air-conditioners locked up Song Ji, and absolutely did not give him a chance to escape!

"If you don't die, you won't die! I don't want to hold you accountable. You still want to kill me. I really don't know how to write the word dead!"

Song Xun sighed and patted his hands.

There is no great momentum, no horror, and only the simplest power.

"Oh! Bang!"

I saw Song Ye's palms passing, easily broken the finger of the Wang family's homeowner, and then patted him, and then, lightning flashed out.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a series of explosions, the attacks of the four demigods were also easily resolved, and they were shot one by one.

"How is this possible?"

"I do not believe!"

"How could you be so powerful!"

Neither the Wang family owner nor the four demigod elders could believe that their joint efforts were not an enemy of Song Yong.

"What if you don't believe it?"

Song Yan smiled disdainfully, and his momentum suddenly broke out. The owner of the Wang family and four demigod elders shrouded.

Being oppressed by this momentum, the five of them developed a fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they couldn't raise the slightest resistance, because the momentum was too strong. Compared to the two, they were extremely weak ants, and Song Yan It's an ancient giant elephant, even if you breathe, you can kill them.

"Oh!"

Song Yan raised his hand and tapped lightly, and Wudao Divine Power shot into the sea of ​​knowledge of the five.

After a long while, Song Zheng gathered his momentum, and the five were still paralyzed, as if they were all wet from the water.

But soon, they struggled to get up, kneeling in front of Song Yan, vocally calling the master.

"Let's all get up!"

Song Yan said lightly.

"Yes, master!"

The five responded in unison, and then stood up.

"Tell me, how did you plan to deal with me before?" Song Yan asked.

The Wang family ruled: "Back to the master, we used to plan to hold a ritual of descending after he reached the Holy Sea level!"

"Oh, what is the descending ceremony?" Song Yan asked again.

The owner of the Wang family didn't dare to conceal them. One by one, after listening, Song Ye finally understood what was going on.

Over the years, the royal family has cultivated many demigods by relying on the true blood of the dragon. However, demigods are not gods after all, and their lives are limited. However, the royal family has a special method to save the spirits of demigods.

And you can take home a young warrior to resurrect life by a special method of surrender.

In order to prevent young warriors from resisting, they will use their soul-control lamps to control their souls, and then let them die by the deceased royal family demigod, and Song Yan was selected by them as a "robber". In addition, Wang Tenghe Wang Yao is one of them.

[Author's off-topic]: One more, thank you for [having time to see the sea] [Chen Changyuan] [Wuwen] [Liang Sheng Yun Ran Qin Xin Meng] [Night Star Soul] five great rewards.

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