Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

"Hahaha..."    

The laughter of collusion started to echo on the stairs instead of singing.    

"Speaking of which, compared to singing, I feel that running two steps is better and more shocking."    

"Then it's decided. Running while singing?"    

It was unknown who among the two first mentioned it. Soon after, two figures, one fat and one skinny, began to run wildly on the mountain road. Behind them, there was smoke and dust.    

...    

At the top of the mountain.    

From the moment Mo Nan and the fat man walked together.    

Jee Xuan and Mu Su's smiles froze on their faces.    

Qin Huan was already so angry that his face had turned red. He looked down and saw the two of them jumping and jumping on the mountain road. They were even singing. He opened his eyes wide and pointed down.    

"You still say that they didn't cheat?"    

If they didn't cheat, he would have taken off his head and kicked it like a ball!    

"Uh..."    

Jee Xuan could not say for sure. She knew Mo Nan because she recognized Tu Qin. She had long heard that although the younger generation of the Yun Family who returned from the lower realm had average talent, they had great luck and often gave people surprises.    

However, the surprise in front of her was too great.    

Mu Su, who was by the side, also knew that fatty a long time ago. It was just that he could not say for sure at this moment. After a long time, he frowned and said,    

"Don't worry. It won't be too late to continue watching."    

Qin Huan snorted angrily and thought to himself, "What are you waiting for?" However, seeing the latter's firm attitude, he could only endure it and continue to watch through gritted teeth.    

"I'm just afraid that in the end, other than these two little fellows, the other medicinal Proud Son of Heavens will suffer setbacks and their state of mind will be unstable..." He said worriedly.    

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Qin Huan's worry was not without reason.    

After four thousand levels.    

Even Liao Fann and the others who were leading the group gradually stopped moving.    

The group of people who were still persisting was only within a hundred levels.    

Although Liao Fann, who had never had much patience, walked at the front, he was the first to sit among the remaining people.    

He blew the dust off the edge of the stairs and sat down, panting heavily. He was about to turn around and see where Mo Nan, Nangong Shuo, and Chen Jiaang had gone.    

When he turned around, he was dumbfounded.    

In the end, the two quickly ran over. What the hell were they?    

The Proud Son of Heaven of the Yuh family, Yu Moli, ranked eighth on the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking of the Zhong Prefecture, and Ji Changming, were only one more.    

She was also the only woman among the people who were still persisting.    

At this moment, she was the first to catch up to Liao Fann. She glanced at the latter out of the corner of her eye, her eyes filled with disdain.    

So what if she was a natural saint?    

On the path of martial arts, if one did not work hard, one would eventually turn back to nothing.    

"Hey..." Just as Yu Moli was about to grit her teeth and pass by Liao Fann, suddenly, Liao Fann patted her and blankly stared at the bottom of the stairs. He rubbed his eyes and said:    

"Help me take a look over there. My eyes aren't playing tricks on me, are they?"    

"Don't touch me!"    

Immediately dodging a little, Yu Moli said in disgust.    

However, she still turned her head to look at the words on her lips. After that, she was also dumbfounded...    

For the first time in her life, this Proud Son of Heaven of the Yuh family felt that perhaps her hard work was worthless in front of some people.    

Dong.    

Yu Moli also sat down.    

"You're not leaving?" Liao Fann turned his head in surprise and looked at the woman.    

"I'm not leaving!" He threw away a few items in anger. These were low grade Spiritual Treasures that could help resist spiritual pressure. This level of external help was permitted by the rules of the assessment. Jasmine also waved her hand and said, "I'm not leaving!    

She pointed at the two figures rushing over from below, completely forgetting what she had thought of Liao Fann just now. Her face was full of resentment.    

"With these two freaks, no matter how hard I try, I won't be the first place."    

"That's true."    

Liao Fann nodded in agreement.    

At the same time, he had already recognized that one of the two figures was Mo Nan. He could not help but be speechless once again.    

Sure enough, this fellow's existence was so eye-catching no matter where he was.    

In comparison, he was a natural saint. It was very likely that he was a fake.    

Not far away, on a few dozen steps.    

He was still persisting. There were still more than 20 Proud Son of Heavens left. None of them did not work hard in silence, trying to prove themselves.    

It was just that they suddenly discovered that the first and second people in front of them suddenly stopped, pointing and pointing behind them...    

Everyone turned around.    

Immediately after.    

Dong, dong, dong.    

Voices rang out one after another. One Proud Son of Heaven after another sat down powerlessly.    

It was clear that many of them had only learned what it meant to give up today.    

Those two figures that rushed over gave them a good lesson.    

During this period of time, Chen Jiaang and Nangong Shuo had also reached their limits. They sat down one after another. When they turned around, they saw a shocking scene below them. They were both dumbfounded.    

"No, why did you guys give up?"    

Below them, due to the delay, they had finally caught up to Mo Nan and the fat man. They were gratified that it was finally time to start pretending.    

However, they discovered that those medicinal Proud Son of Heavens in front of them did not wait for them to approach. They were already like radishes in a storm, falling to the ground one after another.    

No, old brothers, persist!    

Mo Nan was dumbfounded.    

The fat man was also stunned.    

This was so f * cking boring!    

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on their heads. The two of them lost interest and slowly passed through the numerous Proud Son of Heavens. Under their shocked or suspicious gazes, they walked all the way to Liao Fann's side.    

old rascal glared fiercely at Liao Fann. "You're deliberately making me unhappy, aren't you?"    

Liao Fann spread out his hands and said helplessly, "You are powerful. I admit defeat, okay?"    

Mo Nan was speechless.    

Self-respect, ambition, admitting defeat, how could you say it more easily than a woman?    

While they were chatting, the fat man beside them was not idle. He smiled and extended his hand to Yu Rongrong, who was sitting.    

"Come, you can still walk a few more steps. I will help you..."    

"Scram." Yu Moli rolled her eyes in anger.    

Help your uncle!    

This lady is sitting here, I won't be able to leave even if I'm beaten to death.    

Only a fool can compete with you two freaks!    

The fat man helplessly withdrew his hand, turned his head, and looked at Mo Nan again.    

What should he do?    

After a while, the fat man took the lead and took a few steps forward. He said matter-of-factly, "Bro, it looks like there's already a result. Let's not compete. Brother, relying on the fact that I'm a few years older than you, I'll take advantage of you."    

The result of the assessment was related to the allocation of resources after entering the hospital. Naturally, the closer one got, the better.    

In any case, along the way, other than the first and second place, which they had to discuss with themselves, the rest of them had already obtained the results when they gave up.    

However, just as Fatty finished speaking.    

Mo Nan narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Suddenly, he let out two strange laughs. His tone was gloomy.    

"Old Wang, you're wearing makeup..."    

"What?"    

Wang Ye suddenly raised his hand.    

His action had exposed his identity.    

Mo Nan took the opportunity to confirm that this fatty was Wang Ye. Mo Nan sneered and approached him.    

He had already felt that something was not right. Now, he had an answer to all the doubts he had.    

Wang Ye knew how to disguise himself. He had known this from the beginning.    

The latter was naturally familiar with his character. old rascal could not forget it even if he wanted to.