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Nine hundred and seventh chapter dragon has inverse scales(2/2)

In the hearts of the villagers of Beishan Village, Fang Zhengzheng has always been the pride of Beishan Village. He was named the only king of the different surname in the Daxia Dynasty at the age of 18. How can he not be proud?

But that's just pride.

They actually didn't know Fang Zhengzhi's true strength, and Fang Zhengzhi never showed any difference from the villagers when he was in Beishan Village.

Therefore, in the hearts of the villagers in Beishan Village, they only know that Fang Zhengzhen is very strong, but no one knows how strong it is.

Even Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian didn't know anything about it.

But now...

They got it.

I understand why the eighteen-year-old Fang Zhengzhi was personally named King of a different surname by the Emperor of Daxia, and all the areas of Beishan Village, Cangling Mountain and Ten Miles and Baxiang Township were under the jurisdiction of Fang Zhengzhi.

They also understood why the last time even the Hou of the Northern Demon God's Mansion would come to Beishan Village in person and be kind to Fang Zhengzhi.

Too strong, their integrity is really strong, strong enough to fight against powerful demon soldiers, even if there are ten thousand elite demon soldiers standing in front of them.

"Just..."

"Zheng'er, don't worry about me, go!" Fang Houde could feel Fang Zhengzhi's strength, but he was Fang Zhengzhi's father, how could he watch Fang Zhengzhi take risks?

"Dad, mom, don't worry, I'll save you. No one can hurt you, no one can!" Fang Zhengzhi's hand was pinched tightly, so tight that his fists were a little white.

However, he still didn't move again immediately, because Yun Qingwu was standing beside Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian, less than one step away.

Moreover, the most important thing is that in front of Yun Qingwu, there was a man and a woman standing, which was a man and a woman who could block his sword.

Fang Zhengzheng hated him, and he was angry.

However, he did not dare to gamble, nor did he dare to gamble again whether Yun Qingwu would kill Fang Houde and Qin Xuelian. He did not dare to try this bet anyway.

"This kid is Fang Zhengzhi, right? Did he kill that guy Likong?" After seeing Fang Zhengzhi, the woman standing in front of Yun Qingwu also spoke again: "It seems that she is very angry!"

"Well, it seems that's the case." The man nodded.

"The strength is pretty good. You can have fun and you don't have to interfere. I decided to play with you one-on-one, no problem, right?" The woman spoke again, and at the same time, a beautiful curve was curled up at the corner of her mouth, which looked shockingly strange.

"I have no problem, but you have to ask our young master's opinion." The man shook his head casually, and then his eyes turned to Yun Qingwu behind him.

"Yes, yes, I forgot... Now we monsters also have the demons of the Young Emperor. I wonder what the Young Emperor Qingwu thinks?" The woman also turned her eyes to Yun Qingwu when she heard the man's words.

Yun Qingwu's face was pale, looking at Fang Zhengzhi not far away and the powerful murderous intent surrounding Fang Zhengzhi's body, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to explain something.

"Zhengzheng, kill her soon. She is the young master of the demon clan. As long as we kill her, we can rest in peace even if we die!" A villager spoke again at this time.

"Yes, don't worry about us!"

"Kill the young master of the demon clan and avenge the village chief!"

When the other villagers heard this, they spoke again.

"Just..." Qin Xuelian's lips moved, trying to say something, but she didn't speak after all, just bit her lips tightly and hugged the little radish behind her.
Chapter completed!
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