Tell me more carefully, how the Duanmu family was wiped out by the Yanhuang League back then!" Bai Qi took Duanmu Feiyun's hand and sat in the back of the Bentley, regardless of the strong man of the Hua family who was sitting in the co-pilot.

When the strong man of the Hua family heard about the Duanmu family, he immediately sighed, who in their age did not know the glory of the Duanmu family back then?

I still remember the Duanmu family back then, but the top power in Huaxia, there is no need for the eight major families to be worse together, and to a certain extent, some of the heads of the eight major families today are all members of the Duanmu family back then.

For example, the old man of the Lu family was a member of the Duanmu family back then, and the same is true of their Hua family, of course, who dares to admit it now? Who can admit this? The Duanmu family has long been a thing of the past and has become history.

"I don't know much, I only know that when I was young, it was when the Duanmu family suffered bad luck, and I was able to survive because my sister-in-law tried her best to save me. Duanmu Feiyun's face was full of gratitude, and then this gratitude was placed on Bai Qi's body.

Bai Qi knew that the sister-in-law in his mouth was his unconscious mother, Duanmu Begonia.

It is said that his mother was also a generation of female heroes back then, with very strong strength and great influence.

But this is all history, isn't it? Today's ancient Chinese martial arts world should also be the world where he rose from nothing!

"The Duanmu family's misfortune actually comes from one thing, and that thing ruined the Duanmu family!" Duanmu Feiyun shook his head, there was still some fear in his eyes, if the Duanmu family didn't have that thing back then, how could they be hated by the Yanhuang League? In the end, the Yanhuang League took advantage of the day when the old man of the Duanmu family died, and made a move against the Duanmu family.

And it just so happened that at that time it was also the moment when Bai Moxuan, the hall master of the Dark Temple, disappeared, and the two things rushed together, which caused the Duanmu family to suffer bad luck.

Until now, the Duanmu family has become a legend and no longer exists.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Feiyun lowered his head, and his eyes turned red.

At the beginning, he still wanted to restore the family and let the Duanmu family rise again, but now that so many years have passed, he has long lost this fighting spirit, because he has been almost sharpened by the two words of life.

It is not easy for people to live, for these two words, they have to do their best, they have to intrigue, they have to arch forward and backward, they have to nod their heads, they have to give up their dignity, they have to lose their faces, and they even have to be ruthless.

Isn't all this for survival? The word "living" is simple, but it is also the hardest.

Because he wants to live, that fighting spirit has long disappeared, and that dream of reviving the family can only be done at night when he sleeps.

In such a comparison, he and this cousin Bai Qi are not half a little different, he can rely on his own strength to rise, and then establish the Sanjiang Alliance, and even the current Sanjiang Alliance has a situation that surpasses the Yanlong Organization.

He couldn't, he also wanted to worship an ancient martial artist as a teacher, but after those ancient martial artists heard his surname Duanmu, they all left.

At that time, who would dare to oppose the Yanhuang Alliance?

In this way, Duanmu Feiyun lost the opportunity to become an ancient martial artist, and now that he was almost thirty years old, how could he still have the opportunity to cultivate? Even if he cultivated, he would not be able to become a strong man.

So he accepted his fate in the past few years, ready to marry a wife and have children, pass on the bloodline of the Duanmu family, and let their children and grandchildren revive if they are capable in the future.

Unexpectedly, now that he has met Bai Qi, he is also more pleased.

"What is that?" Bai Qi and his focus are not on the same channel, Duanmu Feiyun is thinking about the rise and fall of the family, but Bai Qi is thinking about the reason for the decline of the Duanmu family.

Duanmu Feiyun thought about the rise of the family and never thought about revenge, but Bai Qi thought about revenge for the Duanmu family, but never thought about revival.

In Bai Qi's eyes, the Duanmu family cannot be revived, there is only one Duanmu Feiyun in the Duanmu family, and there is also an unconscious Duanmu Begonia, and it is difficult to revive the sky.

"It's a token, it's said to be a black token, and with that token, you can command the ancient warriors of the world. ”

"Back then, it was also my grandfather, that is, your grandfather, who inadvertently got it, and then he showed it off everywhere, and even used that token, wanting to make all the forces in the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia surrender to the Duanmu family. ”

"It is said that that piece is a token that has been passed down from the pre-Qin period to the present, and the Duanmu family naturally wants to use chicken feathers as an arrow, but I didn't expect to cause trouble, and in the end, the Yanhuang League took away the token and destroyed us. Duanmu Feiyun said with a bitter face, but he didn't notice that Bai Qi's face was getting more and more ugly.

Because Bai Qi understood his words, that token was also the token in his hand, the black token that commanded the ancient martial arts world, was made of the same material as the black iron containing the nine-zhang halberd, and it was an indispensable switch to take away the nine-zhang halberd.

When Bai Qi heard what Duanmu Feiyun said, plus Bai Qi's own speculation, and the various performances of the Dark Temple and the Yanhuang Alliance, Bai Qi could finally determine whose token it was.

Warring States Bai Qi, only he can have such a token, and can be made of the same material as the Nine Halberd and the Black Iron Box containing the Nine Halberd, except for Bai Qi, he can't think of a second person.

I really can't imagine that I really hold the token of the Warring States Baiqi, so why did the Yanhuang League stuff the token into the sofa of his old mansion after getting the token?

What the hell is going on here?

All of this, Bai Qi has a bit of a headache again, there are fewer previous questions, there will be more new questions, in short, it is very difficult to figure it all out.

"What's wrong with you?" Duanmu Feiyun raised his head at this time, only to feel the difference in Bai Qi's face, and couldn't help but ask.

Bai Qi smiled slightly, and then took out the token from the space of the remnant blood bracelet and put it in his hand.

When Duanmu Feiyun saw this piece of black token the size of mahjong, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at Bai Qi with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This, how is this possible? This token is the one I said?Why is he here with you?" Duanmu Feiyun's face was full of horror, and he couldn't imagine how Bai Qi got it.

Isn't this token in the hands of the Yanhuang League? Is there any connection between Bai Qi and the Yanhuang Alliance?

Thinking of this, Duanmu Feiyun became vigilant, and looked at Bai Qi no longer as natural as before.

Bai Qi knew that he was thinking too much, so he told the origin of this token, and also told Duanmu Feiyun about the grievances and hatreds between himself and the Yanhuang League.

After Duanmu Feiyun heard these words, he was relieved, knowing that it was a misunderstanding.

But he also understands that the significance of Bai Qi's possession of this token cannot be compared with that of thirty years ago.

If this token still had some deterrent power at that time, it is like scrap metal now, and no one will abide by it because of an old tradition handed down from the pre-Qin period.

Moreover, the current society itself is developing, and many Chinese traditions have been discarded as dross, so the same is true of the ancient martial arts world.

The concept of the so-called martial arts alliance leader has long been gone.

"Looks like I need to go to the Yanhuang League!" Bai Qi muttered to himself, but his gaze gradually became firm.

If Bai Qi wants to go to the Yanhuang League, he must ask why they put this token in their old building.

What exactly is their purpose?

By the way, take a look at Dongfang Xueyuan.

More than half a month has passed, and what happened in the Heavenly Dance Hall is still like yesterday, Xu Qian is dead, and Dongfang Xue has become the young master of the Yanhuang League.

Two major events have changed the pattern of the ancient Chinese martial arts world, and they have also encountered opportunities and challenges for this.

And Xu Qian handed over the token to himself, he let himself take over the Yanlong organization, but he didn't have the time or the mood, so Bai Qi gave the token to Xu Changxuan to Xu Gan's sister Xu Min.

Xu Min is the dean of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy, and now he has naturally replaced Xu Qian as the leader of the Yanlong Organization.

But in order to save face for Bai, the Yanlong Organization has now kept a lot of low profile, and wherever there is the Sanjiang Alliance, they will not appear.

Xu Min was also more thoughtful than Xu Qian, worried that Bai Qi would one day destroy the Yanlong Organization, so she took the initiative to give Bai Qi the six heaven-level peak powerhouses and let Bai Qi deal with them casually.

Seeing that she was so 'sincere', she naturally didn't say much.

The six powerhouses stayed, and in order to ensure their loyalty, Bai Qirang took the Death Pill, and if one day they were half-hearted and hooked up with the Yanlong Organization, they would be killed.

"Go to Yanhuang League, I'll go too!!"

After Duanmu Feiyun heard Bai Qi's words, he was first stunned, and then his face was full of determination, and he clenched his fists.

Bai Qi was not surprised, how could Duanmu Feiyun not have hatred for the Yanhuang Alliance?

So if he wants to go, go for it.

"Okay, I'll take you!"