Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

The door of the box was closed, and Yi Zetian knocked on the door outside, but no one paid any attention to him.

Shu Xiaomeng blinked, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"This little brother, what can you do with me?"

Qian Wei looked straight at Shu Xiaomeng, and suddenly shot at her.

Shu Xiaomeng reacted quickly and avoided Qian Wei's attack all at once.

However, Qian Wei didn't give Shu Xiaomeng a chance to breathe, and attacked her directly, using that kind of killer move.

Shu Xiaomeng didn't have time to think of more, so he quickly accepted the move.

Qian Wei had been in the army for several years before, and he only came out of the army this year. His physical fitness is many times stronger than that of normal people. Coupled with the fighting skills he learned, it can be said that Qian can beat ten people for one person. It's easy.

Fortunately, Shu Xiaomeng is not a vegetarian. As a cultivating demon, Shu Xiaomeng's physical fitness is naturally much better than that of normal people.

Besides, her original form is a little green snake, and the softness of her body is several times better than that of a normal person.

When Qian Wei made a fierce attack towards her, she was always able to fold her body to an incredible angle to avoid Qian Wei's attack.

The other people in the box don't know what the development is now, so they can only hide in the corner silently, hoping that they will not hurt themselves, after all, they are just a group of frail second generation ancestors!

Qian Wei and Shu Xiaomeng fought fiercely and completely ignored the others.

At this time, Yi Zetian, who was staying outside the door, seemed to have thought of something. He picked up his mobile phone and called his brother.

Yi Zefeng was about to go to bed when he received Yi Zetian's call. When he heard what Yi Zetian said, his tyrannical aura continued to spread out.

Even though he knew that his daughter-in-law would not have an accident, he just couldn't control his tyrannical heart.

[Host, host, don't get excited, don't get excited! Xiao Er shouted wildly in his mind.

Yi Zefeng sneered, ignoring what to say to Xiaoer, and drove the sports car to the maximum and drove straight to the bar.

Yi Zetian saw his brother coming, and said quickly: "Brother, they are inside."

Yi Zefeng glanced at Yi Zetian and whispered "trash".

Yi Zetian's body stiffened, and the blood seemed to start to flow back.

He has never heard such harsh words from his brother. He has spoiled him extremely since he was a child. No matter what happens, he will stand in front of him and protect him from wind and rain.

Yi Zetian has always enjoyed his brother's pampering for granted. He never thought that one day he would hear the word "waste" in his brother's.

At that moment, he felt something explode in his heart, a little bit, swallowing everything he had.

Yi Zefeng kicked the door of the box open, causing everyone present to be shocked.

However, Shu Xiaomeng and Qian Wei did not stop because of the noise, instead they became more and more intense.

Yi Zefeng glanced around and saw the two who were fighting fiercely.

He walked over and intervened between the two with a strong aura, then he held Shu Xiaomeng's wrist in one hand and Qian Wei's wrist in the other, and separated the two strongly.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

Money is:? ? ?

The two looked at Yi Zefeng together, with a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes, as if they were blaming him for interrupting the battle between them.