Nuwa Growth Diary

Back to Yang's house, as usual, a nest of young girls was dragged by Zhang San to chat.

If you change to Old Man Yang's own social circle, it is naturally impossible for the little white and rich and beautiful people to be so used to the Yang family. Even if they are one level worse in family background, they still know what autonomy is.

But Zhang San is different. There are distinct strata in the mythology world. People with big fists speak the Lunyin imperial decree, so low-level people can’t help but not listen. Now it’s the time when the Eastern God Realm is in its prime. There was a son who was a **** of Erlang, and he himself was considered to be a more identifiable figure in the former Heavenly Court, so he was so and so, except for a few high-level existences, none of the other fairies dared not listen to Zhang San.

What's more, Erlangshen itself is indeed an excellent stock.

So just like that, after Yang Yan and Feng Xiaoxiao rushed back to the old house all the way, what they saw was Zhang San being surrounded by a circle of beautiful flowers at home and abroad.

Looking at the servants in the house, Yang Yan handed the coat to one of them calmly and asked, "Where is the old man?"

This was obviously asking the original head of the household. The servant looked at Zhang San carefully and lowered his voice in return: "Mr. and my friend have an appointment to play tennis in the clubhouse, do you want to make a phone call to invite your husband to come back for dinner?!"

"...No need, go down." Yang Yan waved the person away depressed.

When the wind was small and sat down next to Zhang San, a bunch of beautiful women hurriedly stood up and saluted. The former also heard Yang Yan's question, and said to Zhang Sanle: "Sanjie has a good life, and I ran out the house owners."

Zhang San snorted and fluffed his hair, his eyes swept charmingly: "He was squeezed out by me. I guess he was hiding from me with a guilty conscience."

"Hide?!" Yang Yan's eyes lit up, and while Zhang San's attention was diverted, he made a wink and took away a ticket of the fairy, focusing on solving my own curiosity: "Speaking of which, I am quite strange. I know, although the old man can’t say that he treats my mother like jade, and many wives later married in, but he knows it clearly. No matter how legal he gets married later, he’s just a teammate. If he wants to be the head of the house, he will definitely not Maybe, how did you train my old man to be like this?"

"The things in this world. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind. Or the west wind overwhelms the east wind." Zhang Sanxian took a grape from the fruit plate on the table and sneered: "The few in front of your old man came here because of his money. I don’t want to ask him. I don’t want to. I just want to be tough. Plus, something happened again. He...cough! Okay. Don’t worry about so many things about the elders, let’s talk, what the **** are you doing?!"

The three eyes that almost missed the mouth swept away. Xianli stopped the conversation and turned back, Feng Xiaoxiao secretly regretted it, but still said kindly, "It's all about the snail girl."

"Susu?!" Zhang Sanyi was stunned, frowned and nodded: "I remember, yesterday there was a change in Chenghuang, and the news was also broadcast. Did something happen to Susu?!"

"The change at that time was the fight between the gods of the sea and the sea gods on both sides of Greece. It has nothing to do with the snail girl." Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "The situation is more serious than you know. We suspect that she was taken away by Pangu or has been killed."

Zhang San was astonished. Grape stopped suddenly on his lips. After a while, he threw Grape off and stood up. He walked anxiously back and forth a few times and asked: "You said Pangu?! He really appeared?!"

"Absolutely right, the foreign employees hired by us even organized a fight with him, but unfortunately there was not enough time and could not last until the moment he showed his true face." Feng Xiaoxiao briefly introduced some situations and nodded: "Let’s not talk about Pangu now. We have a suspected candidate. Even if we guess wrong, we will always have a chance to meet again... At present, the most important thing is the whereabouts of the snail girl. The second brother said you used to be her boss after all. The contract may find her."

"Contract..." Zhang San couldn't help but rubbed his temples: "My divine power is not as good as before, not to mention that if Susu really is in Pangu's hands, my ability may not be able to get around his prohibition and find someone back. Once I find it, he will definitely leave his aura and be noticed by Pangu, and he may follow the vine and find me here."

Yang Yan was decisively silent. Although his memory from his previous life was crippled, he was still his first mother after all. Compared with the snail girl, Zhang San's safety is of course more important.

Feng Xiaoxiao can’t say anything. It’s okay to do this kind of adventurous thing by yourself, or you can do it yourself, but if you ask Zhang San to hold his head, it will be difficult for Feng Xiaoxiao to speak. , Everyone is not familiar with that.

But Zhang San looked at the embarrassment of the two of them, then smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing, I'll look for it. Don't you say that Pangu only has one hour a day to wake up? The big deal is that I search early and try to remove the traces as much as possible. I guess it's almost scattered. Even if you are found, you should be alert every night, you shouldn't be found by him."

Feng Xiaoxiao let out a sigh of relief, and turned his mind back to comfort: "In fact, it's okay. It's better for us to find him first than to wait for him to find us passively. In terms of the snail girl's own status and ability, there is actually nothing. What a value, if she is really caught, it should be that she saw something that she shouldn't have seen. When Pangu's body is exposed, he is too busy to hide himself."

Even Yang Yan coughed and said, "You should move back to the pottery art and stay in the Shenting for a while. The gods there are crowded, and even if Pangu is here, you can block it."

Zhang San was uncomfortable with Feng Xiaoxiao's comfort, but Yang Yan's simple sentence made her very excited, and Xingyan jumped over and grabbed Yang Yan's hand: "Erlang, are you worried about being a mother?!"

"..." Yang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, and barely pulled his hand back: "Cough! It's okay."

With the care of her own son, Zhang San’s fighting spirit skyrocketed. After three hits and five divided two, she packed up the necessary venues and magical tools. The level was not enough to gather the props. Although she now uses her skills to not run as naturally as in the heyday, but It can be used anyway.

So when Old Man Yang came back, when he saw the empty living room and followed a faint voice to the second floor, what he saw was a scene like a **** in his son's room.

Counter, incense candle, yellow paper, gossip, peach wood sword...

The whole room was fragrant and misty, and the red thread was entangled all over the room. One broke when the door was just opened. The whole scene was a feudal superstition display. Old man Yang almost thought he had crossed for a moment.

Old man Yang was silent.

Suddenly, everyone who had entered in disorder also fell silent.

Speechless for a relatively long time, in the end it was Old Man Yang who coughed to break the silence: "Little Yan, you are..."

"What are you doing? Didn't you see that this side is busy?! The idlers are waiting outside to play by themselves!" Zhang San also regained his senses. He didn't dodge for a while, and he immediately became angry at the same time. He raised his eyebrows and said angrily, so that he didn't choke Old Man Yang at the door.

It’s no wonder that she was angry. The skills were not fluent enough. Even with the addition of props, various restrictions and conditions are still very troublesome. In simple words, it means that there are a lot of preparations in the early stage. Explained in game terms, that’s it. The reading time is a bit long.

As a result, she could easily see that the reading article was about to activate her skills, and Nima was suddenly interrupted at the last moment. You can imagine this depressed feeling.

Old man Yang's eyebrows jumped, and he felt his temples start to twitch again. Does this family's family name Yang and Zhang? !

Losing face in front of his son, Old Man Yang took a few steps forward and was about to rebut him, but just before he opened his mouth, before the sound could be heard, Zhang San suddenly turned white and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The old man Yang was beckoned in person, his chest was sprayed with red, his mouth remained half-open, and he couldn't recover for a while.

He...should he not have time to say anything that would vomit blood from the popular? !

Feng Xiaoxiao and Yang Yan were also stunned, but they reacted quickly. Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted: "Backlash!" I have seen pigs run without eating pork. Although the big move was not issued just now, the consciousness is It has already leaked out. Looking at the situation, if it is not interrupted and suddenly ran away, then it must have been followed by someone.

Zhang San suddenly fell, and Yang Yan didn't care that his father was present, his forehead opened his eyes to the sky suddenly, and he swept the room half-open and half-closed, and immediately locked the person who was about to retreat from the room. A hint of energy.

"Help me take care of it." After simply dropping this sentence, Yang Yan rushed to the window, remembering to buckle his hat from the bedside on the way, and then jumped down while holding down the window sill, and hurriedly chased it.

"You, you, you...he..." Old man Yang couldn't say clearly, his eyes were wide and his fingers trembled, not knowing whether he wanted to point to Feng Xiaoxiao or Yang Yan.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't have time to explain, the snake's tail flung out and directly rolled Zhang San, who was about to fall to the ground, into his arms, slid a few steps to the window, and hurriedly shouted at Yang Yan, who was already running with only a little black spot. Keep your phone well~www.novelmtl.com~ and wait for me to call someone to support you!!!"

Yang Yan didn't turn his head back and said that he heard it, and then disappeared after a few jumps.

Feng Xiaoxiao is not worried about him being seen. Anyway, Tongtian is inconspicuous, not as arrogant as he is when he is transformed. He runs at this speed, and most people don’t even notice that there is something in the circle of the hat buckle. What... Well, at best, you can run a little faster, and you should be considered a special athlete.

In random thoughts, Zhang San paled and vomited a mouthful of blood, Feng Xiaoxiao's attention was immediately drawn back, and he hugged the latter and didn't know what to do in this situation. Feeling Zhang San's growing weakness in his hands and feet, Feng Xiaoxiao subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows to lower his voice: "Come down." (To be continued.)

ps: Nearly the New Year and the New Year period, the update time may be compared.

cough! But generally speaking, it will keep daily updates at noon... as close as possible to before morning.

New year preparations, purchases, various visits and gatherings are required. Please understand for irregularities in time.