[Chapter 1918 Rivals in love?]
This middle-aged man was wearing a white Confucian robe with a gentle and elegant smile on his face.
And standing behind Beigong Yidao was his only son, Bei Gongchen, who was only in his early 500s and had already reached the middle stage of the lower gods. He was considered a rare talent.
After some chat, Bei Gong waved his hand with a knife, and the two servants with the central gods who were standing not far away immediately walked up with two gift boxes.
“Brother Bei Gong, who are you?”
Xiao Fankong looked at Bei Gong Yi Dao with some puzzlement.
The other party smiled slightly and said, “Because my brother knows that today is Yu’er’s 300th birthday, I ordered him to prepare two small profits, and I hope Yu’er will not dislike it!”
While speaking, under the signal of Beigong Yidao, the two servants opened the brocade box.
There was a golden bell lying in the brocade box on the left, with a wave of his hand, the bell fell into the hands of Beigong Yidao, and said: “This is Huhualing, a piece of heaven used by the God of Life before becoming a God-king. Artifact, this flower bell is a combination of attack and defense, as long as Yu’er refines it, even the lower gods can’t hurt him!”
Hearing that this flower-protecting bell was actually a divine weapon used by the King of Life, Xiao Fankong couldn’t help condensing.
Immediately afterwards, Bei Gong Yidao took another short sword in the brocade box into his hand, and introduced: “This sword is called Wenxin Sword, and when it is used, it will release a special kind of sword sound. People are pulled into the illusion, and this sword is also handed over to Yu’er!”
While speaking, Bei Gong Yi Dao handed the two heavenly artifacts to Bei Gongchen: “Chen’er, give Yu’er these two heavenly artifacts!”
“Brother Bei Gong, I can’t help it, these two heavenly artifacts are too precious, and Yu’er is afraid that they will have no luck!” Xiao Fankong said quickly.
Beigong Yidao’s face sank slightly: “Brother Xiao, if you say that, you will be seen outside. You and I have had a life-long friendship, so what are two heavenly artifacts!”
“This?”
A look of hesitation flashed across Xiao Fankong’s face.
“Brother Xiao, if you treat me as a friend, don’t put it off any longer!” Beigong Yidao’s tone became a little heavier.
“Sister Yu’er, please accept it!”
At this time, Bei Gongchen also walked in front of Xiao Yu’er and brought two heavenly artifacts to her.
Xiao Yuer looked at Xiao Fankong subconsciously.
“Don’t thank your Uncle Bei Gong!”
Xiao Fankong nodded.
“Thank you Uncle Bei Gong!”
Xiao Yuer took the two heavenly artifacts, and then bowed to Bei Gong with a knife.
“Haha! It’s okay! It’s okay, it’s just two gadgets!”
Bei Gong Yidao waved his hand in disapproval.
at this time.
A layer of surprise appeared on Xiao Yu’er’s face, and she said, “Father, Song Yan is here, I’ll pick him up!”
“Go!”
Xiao Fankong waved his hand.
soon.
Xiao Yuer led Song Yan and his group in.
“My little nephew Song Yan has met Uncle Xiao!”
Song Yan bent down and bowed to Xiao Fankong, and the three of Nanfeng naturally followed.
“No need to be polite! Sit down!”
Xiao Fankong said with a smile, to be honest, he was more optimistic about Song Yan. After Song Yan was seated, Xiao Yuer sat down beside him very naturally, and Bei Gongchen couldn’t help frowning.
“Brother Xiao, who is this?”
Bei Gong glanced at Song Yan with a knife and asked, all the little high-ranking gods actually sent Xiao Fankong so polite.
“Brother Bei Gong, let me introduce you to him. His name is Song Yan, my daughter’s friend, Song Yan, this senior Bei Gong Yidao is my good friend, known as the Heavenly Sword God, come and meet him!”
“I have seen Senior Bei Gong!”
Song Yan hurriedly bowed.
“This is a minister of Bei Gong, the only son of brother Bei Gong!”
“I’ve seen Brother Bei Gong!”
Song Yan smiled at the other party, but the other party turned his head to the side with a cold snort, as if with a bit of disdain.
Seeing this, Xiao Yuer was a little unhappy, thinking that Bei Gongchen was too arrogant.
Bei Gong Yidao glared at Bei Gong Chen with some dissatisfaction: “Chen’er, don’t be rude!”
However, Bei Gongchen said with some dissatisfaction: “Father, it’s not that the child is rude, but that he, a high-ranking god, is not qualified to call me a brother!”
Hearing this, Song Yan’s expression was as usual, seeing that this kid was a spoiled eldest young master, otherwise he wouldn’t have said such brainless words.
On the contrary, Xiao Yuer was very angry, and snorted coldly, “What if you are a lower god? Not necessarily Song Yan’s opponent!”
“Chen’er, you are too much, and you still don’t apologize to Song Yan!”
Bei Gong Yidao’s expression became even more gloomy.
But Bei Gongchen clenched his neck and said, “Why should I apologize to him? Since sister Yu’er said that I am not his opponent, why don’t we have a try!”
Xiao Yu’er’s voice sounded again: “I’m sorry, I’m also a high-level god, so please don’t call me a sister, I am a small high-level god!”
“No sister Yu’er, don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about you, I’m talking about him!”
Bei Gongchen looked anxious and explained quickly.
Seeing this, Song Yan secretly shook his head, this Bei Gongchen is really not good at being a man.
“Chen’er, shut up for me! When you go back this time, let’s see how I will deal with you!” Bei Gong shouted coldly, this son of his own is about to practice stupidly, and he doesn’t understand a bit of the world.
Being reprimanded by his father, Bei Gongchen only felt wronged in his heart, and then stared at Song Yan resentfully and said, “Do you dare to compete with me?”
“Why should I compare with you?”
Song Yan said with some humor.
“Sister Yu’er said that you are better than me, I don’t believe it!”
“What do you have to do with me if you don’t believe me?”
“I!”
Bei Gongchen was suddenly dumbfounded.
Especially Bei Gong Yi Dao, he only felt that his face was extremely red, and this son of his own had lost his face, and couldn’t help saying: “Beigong Chen, if you dare to say one more word, wait until you go back, I will Punish you for a hundred years!”
“Father, I dare not, please don’t let me face the wall!”
A look of pleading appeared on Bei Gongchen’s face.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuer almost laughed out loud, and Song Yan couldn’t help but laugh.
Beigong Yidao’s face darkened a bit, then stood up and said to Xiao Fankong: “Brother Xiao, I suddenly remembered that there is one more thing that I need to rush to deal with. I will leave today!”
“That’s fine, I’ll send Brother Bei Gong!”
Xiao Fankong also knew that it was not appropriate to leave Bei Gong and his son.
After sending a knife away from Bei Gong, Xiao Fankong couldn’t help but glared at Xiao Yu’er when he came back: “Yu’er, how can you say that to Bei Gong Chen, can’t you hang on your face without seeing your Uncle Bei Gong?”
“Cut! Who let him insult Song Yan!”
Xiao Yuer said in disapproval.
“You!”
Xiao Fankong flashed helplessness in his eyes, and then looked at Song Yan: “Song Yan, the Beigong family has a lot of power in Fuyang Mansion. If you go to Fuyang Mansion in the future, you must be careful!”
“Thank you Uncle Xiao for reminding me, my nephew remembers it!”
Song Yan nodded.
Although Xiao Yuer’s birthday was not announced, many people still came to give gifts and congratulations. That night, Song Yan stayed directly at Xiao’s house.
