The boy's figure slowly floated up in the air, his voice was indifferent: "Zuo Xiaoduo, the son of the throne, is indeed extraordinary and has great luck. Unexpectedly, I was touched by him. Do you know who I am?"

Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Wanshuishan?"

"Haha... Yes, I am Wanshuishan, but I am no longer the Wanshuishan."

After the boy put his hands on his back, he looked arrogant: "The starlight is in, the star king enters his body, I am already the chosen one!"

"Although killing the son of the Imperial throne will lead to endless troubles,... it is no chance to kill you here. After all,... everyone wants to go to the end and walk on the road. Since the Star Lord chose me, I will naturally be the son of heaven's fortune favored by the heaven. Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Shao, your luck is really not very good!"

Wan Shuishan smiled all over his face, but he said that he had declared the verdict of Zuo Xiaoduo's impending death.

Zuo Xiaoduo ignored the other party's provocation and bluntly spoke, looked at Tianji's criticism, and instantly understood.

Wanshuishan, a genius student of Zulong Gaowu, a person from Xinghun Continent, is talented and unruly. In Zulong Gaowu, he has always regarded himself as the number one genius in mainland China, with his eyes higher than his top and no more than his son.

But it is precisely because of this that he looked down on Zuo Xiaoduo and believed that Zuo Xiaoduo was just a benefit from his father's honor and had the identity of a second generation, so he was treated so favorably.

So what if you enter the state of cultivation quickly?

Isn't it just a good dad?

If my father is a throne of the Heavenly Emperor, I will be faster than him!

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Chapter completed!