022: [……]
This is something Song Yan can really do.
You Chunxiao came over and said, "Is that pretty boy surnamed Song really capable?"
Jiang Rong: "It's hard to say about my strength, but I'm really lucky. I heard that I never get the guaranteed bonus when drawing cards."
"...I hate the European Emperor." You Chunxiao said coldly.
Jiang Rong nodded in agreement: "Who said it wasn't?"
The sun was about to set, and the sunset glow was brilliant. The lush forest was also dyed with a layer of warm orange light. Jiang Rong picked up his small trumpet and said, "Let's go. There are nine head points waiting for us in the watchtower."
You Chunxiao: "Don't be so arrogant. It would be so embarrassing if we were completely wiped out by the other side."
Jiang Rong chuckled: "Don't worry, if you lose, I will sell Song Yanzhen to you as a son-in-law."
You Chunxiao: "Bah! Jiang Rong, don't be so vicious!"
Song Shao, who had no idea that he was being severely despised, now traveled through mountains and rivers to return to his delivery point.
By this time, most animals had returned to their nests, preparing to spend the dangerous night, and the monkeys were no exception. Song Yanzhen cautiously stepped into the monkeys' territory, his breath sinking into his dantian, and he shouted loudly: "Damn monkey! Your grandpa is back! Come out quickly and fight me to the death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a monkey came over holding a vine, grabbed his hair, and made a strange cry with its teeth bared.
Song Yanzhen had a painful expression and ferocious features. If someone else was here, they would find that Song Shao's appearance at this moment perfectly matched a certain emoticon package that was popular on the Internet.
Young Master Song burst into tears and immediately gave in: "Great Sage, please put away your magical powers!"
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