When Young Master Long's greedy eyes spoke through Wanmei, she turned three times from her face to her body.

The saliva can no longer stop flowing.

"Master, master!"

Wanmei has finished talking, and Young Master Long has not seen enough, he has entered the state of selflessness.

The two men next to him quietly tugged at his sleeves, reminding them in a low voice.

"What are you doing?"

Young Master Long's expression changed, he just wanted to scold his men, but immediately realized something.

"Ahem!"

Pretending that his throat was uncomfortable, he concealed it and returned to normal, without any embarrassment on his face.

"This sister's words are a bit exaggerated, right? That's big!"

After speaking, he glanced at Wan Mei's chest again.

Although he was listening absent-mindedly, every word Wan Mei said was printed in his mind.

After all, it is also the cultivation base of the second-order of the gods, and it is simply too trivial to focus on two uses.

He heard it, but just as the two sisters expected, he didn't even think about it.

"Young Master Long's place was smashed, go and watch the excitement..."

At the same time, many Monster Races who were startled by the loud noise heard the news and gathered towards Zhang Xing.

"Believe it or not!"

Wan Mei didn't say much, spreading his hands, then pulled Ding Shu to the side.

Generally, in such situations, they are all responsible for protecting the human race, and Zhang Xing will naturally handle the battle.

"Believe, I believe very much, as long as the sister said, I believe the younger brother!"

Long Dashao laughed and said.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xing.

"Boy, let's talk about it, how do you plan to compensate this young master for the loss?"

"Compensation for the loss? How do you want me to compensate?"

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"It's very simple. Work for me for a hundred years!" Long Dashao said, turning his eyes, and unnaturally floating on the faces of Wanjia sisters.

"Of course, including the two of them."

Zhang Xing sneered and shook his head: "Does your family have that strength?"

"Of course, this young master is the eldest young master of the Long Family of Demon Ancient City.

If my Long family had no strength, I'm afraid there would be no one in Demon Ancient City. "

As Long Fengliu said, his face couldn't hide his proud expression.

"Oh! It turned out to be the Long's house, so good, I'll go to the Long's house."

Zhang Xing nodded.

"Haha! Those who know the current affairs are handsome..."

Young Master Long was startled when he heard Zhang Xing's words, and then he showed a smug smile.

The sign of the Long Family was not covered, and the boy was scared when he said it.

But before he could finish these words, Zhang Xing grabbed him.

"Huh? Want to compete with me? Seems like your kid is still not convinced?"

Young Master Long sneered and waved to face the battle calmly.

Huh!

The folding fan in his hand opened and cut towards Zhang Xing's wrist.

Zhang Xing remained unmoved, his palm line remained unchanged, and he swept gently.

Click!

The folding fan was swept to the ground.

Looking at empty hands, Young Master Long was stunned.

Although he didn't use his full strength, he wasn't anyone who could knock down the weapon in his hand, right?

The young man in front of him did not show a strong aura, but just waved his hands so casually. He felt like a child facing an adult, looking so weak and weak.

puff!

Just when he was stunned, Zhang Xing's palm directly grabbed Long Fengliu's neck.

"Take me to your Long's house as a guest!"

With that said, Zhang Xing dragged Young Master Long forward.

"You... let me go, let me go... let me go..."

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