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Don't Mess with this Son-in-Law

Chapter: 1613

Hundred Days Conference.
“Master, you must take care! If you can’t beat it, you must surrender in time.”
Seeing Yu Sheng was about to go to the competition venue, Jia Ming still felt a little worried. Even if he didn’t hit him on the head for the rest of his life, it would not affect the relationship between the two of them.
Song Hun Hun’s body was still recovering, and her face was still sickly pale. She didn’t say anything, but smiled at Yu Sheng.
Among those present, perhaps she is the only one who knows what the situation is for the rest of her life? Xiao Shui is still waiting for Yu Sheng to bring back the treatment method. Bai Yulan and Jia Rou are also held by the people of the temples, and he also needs him to win the champion of this day.
Everyone present can hold the hope of winning the championship, but for the rest of his life, he has only one choice. He has no retreat. He can only move forward courageously, and even death cannot stop his footsteps.
Seeing the perseverance on Yu Sheng’s face, Song Houyu even started to feel a little distressed for the man in front of him. The pressure was all on him alone, no matter how strong he was, he was always a person!
He will also be tired, he will also be in pain, and he will also be afraid of emotions, and he will also die.
But he just showed an image of not being afraid of the sky, giving the impression that he is omnipotent. Thinking of this, Song Hyoyu felt her eyes sore, and his party cleared tears.
If he is injured, he will heal himself. What if he is injured? Who can help him? The only thing she could rely on was himself, so he worked so hard to become stronger.
That kind of inexplicable emotion spread in Song Houyu’s heart. She is not the kind of sentimental person. Why can’t she help tears when she sees Yu Sheng like this?
Why did you try so hard before? Hope you can help him? They all say that people don’t kill themselves for their own sake, but they can just lay down their lives to help him. Why on earth?
It seems that I don’t know when the appearance of the man in front of her has been engraved in her heart. Maybe she didn’t have this feeling before. After this time, everything seemed to have changed.
She seems to be in love with this man…
While Song Hun Hun was struggling with this question, Yu Sheng, who did not know when he came to her, stretched out his hand to help him shoot away the tears on his face, smiled and comforted: “Why are you still crying? Not like Jia Ming. I can’t beat that guy, right?”
Song Jinhui turned her head aside shyly. At this moment, she didn’t seem to dare to look into Yu Sheng’s eyes, shook her head and said shyly.
For the rest of my life, I was a little surprised. Song Huiyu was not so shy on weekdays. Why did he become like this today?
“Hey! Master, you already have a fairy sister, so don’t mess around with flowers and grass outside, and give others a chance!”
At this moment, Jia Ming murmured in Yu Sheng’s ear.
Yu Sheng raised his head and was about to hit Jia Ming’s head, thinking that this kid was talking nonsense again, and then he carefully savoured the meaning of his words, only then did he understand that his behavior just now seemed to have misunderstood Song Hunyu.
The act of wiping her tears was totally unintentional! For the rest of his life, he didn’t even think about the consequences. Just like Jia Ming said, he already has white magnolia, and there is no need to let other women put their minds on him.
Women are often the easiest to be tempted when they are fragile. After trying to understand this truth, the rest of their lives will not go to see Song Huihou, and turn around and enter the competition arena.
At this time, there was a tall figure standing on the test field, his skin was dark and shiny under the sun.
Seeing Yu Sheng on the competition field, the man slowly turned around. Xing Heng glanced at Yu Sheng and then revealed a bloodthirsty smile, as if the person in front of him would soon become a cold corpse.
For the rest of his life, Xing Heng looked a little uncomfortable. He was already at the mid-term level of a great master. He could still give himself this invisible pressure. It can be seen that his aura is very strong, which is also killing him. So many people are connected.
For example, the ancient Chinese killer gods were white, and hundreds of thousands of people died on his hands. The oppressive power he possessed, if the murderous aura on his body was released, even a master of the Grandmaster realm would see such a powerful person. People will also be so scared to evade and piss off, which is far from what Xing Heng can achieve.
In other words, it is no better than that of the chaotic war. If the sect ran out and killed tens of thousands of ordinary people now, let alone the people of the hidden Sejong sect, they would take action, and even the temples would not sit idly by.
There is law in this world, and order will naturally be managed by someone.
The referees of the gods didn’t even start to shout. After Yu Sheng played, Xing Heng rushed in the direction where Yu Sheng was. He seemed like a hungry wolf at this moment to release all the suppressed animality in his heart. He couldn’t wait to tear the rest of his life. Into pieces.

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