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Li Qifeng's expression couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile, tilted his head, looked at Murong Zihan, and said, "This should be something you are considering, right?"

Murong Zihan smiled and said, "But you have already promised me." ”

Li Qifeng smiled.

The essence in his eyes is like a knife.

Prince Longchen's idea was really good, but no matter what, he would never have thought that the throne he had been working so hard to get had already fallen into the hands of the Winged King Longque.

But—

Now the Winged King Long Que has not yet ascended the throne in the imperial capital, and announced to the world that the name of the emperor is also nameless, which makes those who are fantasies still work hard for it.

"Why don't I accompany you to Dalong Mountain?"

Li Qifeng asked tentatively.

As long as Long Que can ascend the throne and announce it to the world, then this marriage will naturally be abolished, but the key is that there are too many obstacles to prevent Long Que from ascending the throne, whether it is the prince or the king of martial arts, it is impossible to watch Long Que ascend to the throne, even if Long Que has a legitimate reason, before the absolute strength, it is useless.

Therefore, before Long Que completely sat on the seat of the Ninety-Five Supreme, everything had not yet landed, so it became a big certainty who would fall into the flowers.

Once Da Longshan's relationship with the prince is completely in the same camp because of the marriage relationship, I am afraid that Long Que's road to the throne will become more difficult.

Li Qifeng, the cheap Great Light King, should also do something for Long Que, the new emperor, and strive to completely wipe out the invisible threat of Dalong Mountain.

Wen Yan -

Murong Zihan's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Just you and me?"

Li Qifeng nodded and said, "Why not?"

Murong Zihan said: "Although the strength of Dalong Mountain has declined over the years, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are many masters in Dalong Mountain. ”

Li Qifeng smiled and said, "Who is the strongest in the Great Dragon Mountain?"

Murong Zihan said: "Naturally, it is the old ancestor Murong Tianxiong, who has been immersed in the realm of the grandmaster for many years. ”

Li Qifeng continued: "How many such ancestors are there?"

Murong Zihan said, "One." ”

In Li Qifeng's eyes, a strong battle intent suddenly burst out, and he said, "Then what is there to be afraid of." ”

Murong Zihan's expression showed a look of doubt, and he said, "Are you sure it's feasible?"

Li Qifeng said seriously: "Do you have a better choice?"

Murong Zihan shook his head and said, "That's it." ”

……

……

Dalongshan.

Looking at the continuous verdant mountains not far away, Li Qifeng's expression couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock, not to mention, the ancestors of the Murong clan are still very discerning, this big dragon mountain is indeed a rare fairyland in the world.

Murong Zihan's expression revealed a hint of complexity, this is the place where she was born and raised, but it is also the place where the reserves pushed her into hell.

As if sensing Murong Zihan's thoughts, Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile, and said, "You have to think about it, once we enter, it really means standing on the opposite side of the Murong clan?"

Murong Zihan let out a long breath, seemed to spit out all the hesitation in his heart, nodded, and said, "Let's go." ”

An imposing and majestic river goes around the mountain, rolling up snow-white waves, the river surface is very wide, there are more than three zhang, the flowing water is very urgent, I don't know the depth.

Murong Zihan stood on the bank of the river and let out a whistle.

A moment later.

A small boat came speeding up.

The man holding the boat was a thin man, with a fine upper body, dark skin, holding bamboo poles in both hands, and the green tendons on his arms bulging, which seemed to contain explosive power.

The boat came like a sharp arrow.

Under the bamboo poles, huge waves of water are stirred.

There was a hint of indifference in Murong Zihan's expression.

"Young Master...... You're finally willing to come back. ”

The thin man spoke out loud.

In his tone, there was not the slightest politeness, and there was even a hint of mockery.

Murong Zihan's expression was extremely indifferent, and he glanced at the thin man, but he didn't say a word, and set off on the boat.

"Which one are you?"

The thin man looked at Li Qifeng with a hint of pride in his expression.

Li Qifeng glanced at the thin man and said, "I am a guest of the young master of your family. ”

The thin man's eyebrows were raised, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the narrow eyes, and he smiled and said, "You wait a while, my young master Jin Gui, if something happens in this big river, I can't afford it." ”

Li Qifeng looked at the thin man, and a smile suddenly appeared in his expression, so he stopped Murong Zihan, who was about to speak, and said, "It's okay, I'll be your ship." ”

The thin man showed a sneer.

The bamboo pole snapped into the river, and the arms were violently forced, and the boat burst away like an arrow from the string.

Li Qifeng smiled.

As soon as his feet moved, a dead branch burst out.

The dead branches fell into the river, but the strength was still undiminished, and they moved straight forward.

Li Qifeng's body moved, jumped into the river, and his body was as light as a swallow, landing on the dead branch.

The speed of the dead branches does not decrease in the slightest.

Actually caught up with the speed of the boat.

The thin man's expression changed, and in his arms, more terrifying strength erupted, wanting to distance himself from the dead branches.

But he found that he couldn't get rid of Li Qifeng at all.

With a faint smile on his face, Li Qifeng passed by the thin man and actually took the lead to the shore.

Murong Zihan's expression was startled at first, and then a smile immediately appeared.

——In the Murong family's family rules, this river can only be crossed by boat, and no other way is allowed, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful.

Those who don't know are fearless.

Li Qifeng stepped on a dead branch to cross the river one by one, which was also a precedent.

The thin man only came to the shore under the condition of red face and red ears, looking at Li Qifeng, who was waiting with half of his arms to change arms, there were faint sparks in his eyes.

With a playful smile in his expression, Murong Zihan stepped off the boat.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

The anger in the heart of the thin man has reached the point of no return.

As soon as his body moved, the bamboo pole in his hand was dragged out of the river, wrapped in cold sweat, and whipped down towards Li Qifeng - he wanted to teach this boy a lesson that didn't know the height of the sky.

Li Qifeng's expression couldn't help but change.

Immediately, a chill was revealed.

"Does this count as a greeting gift?"

Li Qifeng said in a low voice.

The next moment.

The sword box rang out.

The rainbow is out of the sheath.

(End of chapter)

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