Chapter 146: The winner changes!

　　 Cannibalism!
　　 Respectfully welcome the return of the son!
　　 What is this!
　　 The grand ancestor of the land fairy of peak cultivation, why is he so respectful to a young man!
　　 Don't understand!
　　Unintelligible!
　　 and unbelievable shock!
　　Before this moment, those who were unhappy with Chen Zheng's condemnation of Chen Zheng were silent and all their eyes focused on Chen Zheng. They wanted to see what Chen Zheng was!
"God Eater..." Kunlun Tsing Yi Swordsman's eyebrows were tightly closed. After taking a deep breath, he stared at the winner's ancestor and Chen Zheng successively. , You just made up an identity to favor this kid!"
　　 "Yes! The Fan Cong brothers are right, there is no God of Cookery in the world, or everyone is God of Cookery! Winners, we just want a fairness and a reasonable statement!"
　　 Someone cheers.
　　 "Hum!" Win Sanshui hummed, and a cold look swept away, and the coaxing man shut his mouth immediately. Ying Sanshui's gaze came back, and Chen Chen held a fist again, and then said loudly: "The reason why my winner can become one of the three in the Chinese cultivating profession, and inherited for thousands of years, is because my winner has He was rescued by the God of Food who came to the upper realm! The God of Food in the upper realm once came to the earth, in order to find a person, that person is the son! The God of Food once said that he wanted to find that person who is unique in the world, no matter how many years have passed. In the next few years, there will be no change in the appearance of that person, so I am sure that Chen Zheng is the son of our winner who has waited for thousands of years!"
"what?"
"This....."
　　 "Is there really a God of Food?"
　　 Everyone was shocked.
　　 "Absurd!" Tsing Yi Swordsman Fan Cong shook his head directly, and then shouted out of the hall: "Winner Er Ye, what are you waiting for, don't you want a foreign kid to ride on your Millennium winner!"
　　 "Shoot!"
　　 "Shoot!"
　　 "Shoot!"
　　In an instant, five figures outside the hall swept in like phantoms!
　　 Among them, the middle-aged man's face is 60% similar to the winner's ancestor. At this moment, the indifferent look swept across Chen Zheng's face. The four people around him were also indifferent, but the breath released was extremely arrogant!
　　Land fairy!
The five people who came in were all land fairies!
　　The five land fairy gas machines have been locked to win Sanshui!
　　 Locked the entire hall!
　　 "Second Uncle..."
　　Wind the cheongsam woman beside Sanshui frowned and shouted.
　　 "What do you mean? It's not good to see the son!"
　　 Win Sanshui stared at the middle-aged man with a deep voice.
"Dad, you have lived for too long and some old eyes are dizzy. Where are my winners waiting for a son, there is no of food in this world, and my winner is not saved by God of Eater." The middle-aged man laughed lightly: "My dads Recently, I had some problems with my practice and got illusions, so sometimes I was unconscious and like to talk nonsense. My winner's ancestor was the Grand Qin royal family. After the Qin Dynasty's demise, the winner has been acting in a low profile, and even changed his surname many times, precisely because of this Only a low-key can last for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with any of food."
　　 said that the middle-aged man's eyes fell upon Chen Zheng with a cold face: "You broke the winner's rules, and now take your people to leave the winner, you are not eligible to participate in the God of Feast!"
　　 "Haha! Winner Erye is fair!"
　　 Qingyi swordsman Fan Cong immediately laughed.
　　 "Winner Erye is reasonable!"
　　 "Winner Erye is right!"
　　 "That's right! This is fair!"
　　Many people followed suit.
　　Jiang Boyue, Yu Canghai, and Chen Zhilong were silent at this moment. They all understood that the winner's second lord appeared with four land gods. I am afraid that there will be a plan to make the winner change!
　　 I am afraid that this strategy is still a combination of inside and outside!
　　 This winner, Er Ye, joined hands with the people of Kunlun!
　　Chen Qinghong's five daughters beside Zuo Qinghong were silent at the moment, frowning one by one, but when they saw that Chen's face did not change from beginning to end, they all felt relieved.
　　 "You! You! You! You son! Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
　　Why Sanshui might not understand this, he pointed at the middle-aged man, but he coughed as soon as he opened his mouth, and then changed his color greatly, the real element in his body was solidifying!
"Dad, you have managed the winner for so many years, and you should take a good rest. Kunlun's seven-star silkworm, colorless and invisible, silent, dedicated to devouring the true yuan, your elderly people are at ease, I only put a seven-star silkworm in the tea , Wait for you to drain the true yuan in your body, that thing will come out naturally, and your old family can live for a few more years. As for your elderly family, as a real son, I will barely accept it! Haha! Hahaha! "
　　Middle-aged man laughs!
　　 "Reverse!"
　　 Win Sanshui scolded, wanting to raise his hand, but a real element is being swallowed by crazy, a stumble will fall to the ground!
　　 "Grandpa!" The cheongsam woman supported Ying Sanshui. At this moment, she stared coldly at the middle-aged man: "Second Uncle, how can you do this!"
"Huh! How can this be? The winner needs change! My winner has been low-key for thousands of years, and the strength has been the first of the top three. Just for a so-called rumor, the treasure collected by the winner for thousands of years was taken to a boy to eat a feast for God. ?Is this boy worthy of it! Girl, don't worry, this time my second uncle has become the winner. I won't treat the elder brother and sister-in-law and you like this. At most, you and Kunlun will get married!"
　　Middle-aged people laughed again!
　　 "Miss Yingying, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. Please take care of me for the rest of my life!"
　　 Tsing Yi Swordsman Fan Cong was also laughing at this moment.
　　 "Congratulations to the winner's marriage with Kunlun!"
　　 "Haha! Congratulations to the two!"
　　 "Princess Fan is a talented person, Miss Yingying is born beautiful, and the two are a natural pair!"
　　 Many people quickly echoed!
　　 "Oh! Real Nima is disgusting! Take care of the rest of your life, take care of your mother!"
　　 And at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, and almost everyone in the hall looked at it for a moment!
　　An Jing!
　　 is An Jing!
　　An Jing is angry!
　　 I just slammed it!
　　 "You! Huh! A guru~EbookFREE.me~ A lowly woman also dare to abuse her son, you are looking for death!"
　　 Zheng!
　　 Qingyi swordsman Fan Cong was very indifferent at this moment, and was scolded by a woman who was not even a grandmaster. He was extremely uncomfortable, and pulling the sword directly against An Jing was a sword!
　　 "Boy! Don’t blame me, it’s the woman beside you who abuses my son, then she should die!"
　　 The moment I pulled the sword, I sneered at Chen Zheng!
　　 thorn!
　　 Then there was a sword gas that tore the air like lightning and stabbed An Jing's brow!
"Ugh."
　　Chen Zheng sighed.
　　 "Haha! Deserve it!"
　　 "Dare to come to the winner without skill, what kind of thing are you!"
　　 "Now it's time to kick the iron plate, even your woman can't protect it! Let you get out of the winner early, but you don't listen!"
　　 Those who condemned Chen Zheng again sneered at this moment. They thought that Chen Zheng's sigh was because he had angered the swordsman in Tsing Yi. They thought that Chen Zheng's sigh was the kind of powerless sigh in the face of being crushed by the strong!
　　However!
　　 is in the next second!
　　 They heard another sentence!
　　 "I don't really want to kill people today."
　　 Immediately!
　　 "Click!"
　　 I saw that Chen Zheng raised his right hand in an instant, and grabbed the Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong, and then grabbed it like that, Tsing Yi Swordsman Fan Cong was removed from his head!
　　 This moment!
　　 The winner hall is silent!
　　 "Wow!"
　　 wrong!
　　 There is still sound!
　　 That is the sound of the sword falling on the ground in the hands of Tsing Yi swordsman Fan Cong's headless corpse!