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Chapter 150 H-045 Can't Stop Moving Forward!(2/2)

Like Fang Che's home, Zhao Wanxi's home also has a man-made lake, but it's just a little smaller.

Next to the man-made lake was a regulated battle arena. Fang Che thought for a while, but he didn't quite understand who this venue was prepared for.

Zhao Wanxi doesn't seem to be the kind of fighting genius who often plays battles on the battlefield.

Entering the villa, Fang Che immediately saw the blue-haired woman sitting on the sofa in the hall. Her gentle appearance looked like his mother Su Ya!

Zhao Wanxi’s mother, Zhao Qiansun’s wife, was also the senior cultivator of Yi Zhihua in the cultivation department of the Imperial City Elf Academy, Lan Ying!

"Hello, aunt, I am Fang Che, Wanxi's friend."

When Lan Ying turned her attention to herself, Fang Che took a step forward, bowed slightly and briefly introduced himself.

Lan Ying glanced at Fang Che, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

As early as when Zhao Wanxi came into contact with Fang Che, Lan Ying had obtained Fang Che's information. She was extremely satisfied with the son of this old friend.

Not only does he have excellent fighting talent, but his private life is also quite standard. Even though he comes from a family of kings, there is no sign of messing around. He is a perfect match.

"Why have you been out playing for so long? You look so tired and tired. You just came back from the secret realm?"

Lan Ying first complained about her daughter leaving without saying goodbye. You should know that Lan Ying was very worried when she knew that her daughter had taken leave from school and disappeared. But later she found out that her daughter had gone to Liuli City to find her "lover".

I feel relieved.

Zhao Wanxi stuck out her tongue and her eyes were a little dodgey. What she was most afraid of at home was her mother. After all, because of the old man's doting, Zhao Qiansun did not dare to yell at her, but Lan Ying could carry her.

Her ears taught her lessons for a long time.

"Let's take Ah Che to have a rest first. I'll ask your dad to bring some food back in the evening. Ah Che is coming to our house as a guest. We can't neglect him."

Lan Ying stood up and pinched Zhao Wanxi's face, then she smiled at Fang Che.

She and Fang Che's parents were old friends, but they really didn't have much contact over the years. No one expected that their children would actually become a couple.

Fang Che wanted to say something else, but Zhao Wanxi took Fang Che's arm and rushed upstairs. She didn't want to listen to her mother's words down below.

Looking at her daughter who left in a hurry, Lan Ying sighed. The daughter she had raised for seventeen years was about to run away. She finally understood how her parents felt back then.

"However, this kid A'che is much stronger than my dead ghost, right Hu Di?"

Lan Ying turned around and came to the courtyard. Hu Di appeared next to her. It contacted Lan Ying with its mental power, and then told Fang Che's elf strength in detail.

When she found out that Fang Che actually had four elite-level elves in his hands, even the well-informed Lan Ying couldn't help but take a breath.

You know, even the most outstanding genius in the imperial capital, Long Yingxiang of the Long family, seems to have only cultivated an elite ultrasonic larva so far!

His other elves are only in the growth stage, and whether they can compete with elite level elves is still a question.

If she remembered correctly, when she was in the Imperial Capital Alliance Arena, Fang Che defeated the Nianmei Lulong in Zhao Guodong's hand by holding an elf. This strength was simply outrageous.

If Fang Che is now allowed to participate in the U18 Poké Ball Cup, isn't he playing in the Baby Cup?

However, the better Fang Che is, the more satisfied Lan Ying will be.

In this world, no mother-in-law can refuse such an outstanding son-in-law.

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