After not seeing her for a few months, the girl became more and more peerless, like a divine lotus swaying, and the true dragon blood grew on her body, making her always condense a noble atmosphere, like the princess of the Nine Heavens Emperor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are you back?"

Chen Fan smiled, as before.

"It's the grandfather in the ancestral temple, who said that Xiaoman had been in retreat for too long, gave Xiaoman a vacation, and specially allowed me to come back. Moreover, I haven't seen him for a long time, Xiao Manchao misses his brother and Grandpa Ding, he misses him so much..."

In the end, the girl couldn't help it, and threw herself into Chen Fan's arms with tears in her eyes.

Chen Fan gently hugged the woman who was gradually developing and getting better and better. He looked over the gate and saw Qin Luo standing by the sword, his eyes like swords, and his face was as heavy as water. This time, Chen Fan did not back down, but hugged Xiaoman more tightly and stroked the top of her head with one hand.

"Hmm. ”

Xiao Man's mouth made a comfortable meow like a cat.

Xiaoman's return is a big deal for the entire courtyard. For the first time in several months, Ding Lao laughed heartily, cooked himself, and made a table of medicinal food. The surrounding neighbors also caused a sensation, and Aunt Liu personally sent a local chicken and called it to her daughter.

The family is the same as before.

"Brother, a lot of fun things have happened in the past few months. There are a lot of white-bearded grandfathers in the ancestral temple, and they teach Xiaoman different things every day. Grandpa Li is good at alchemy, Grandpa Qi can fly swords, and Grandpa Xu can tame beasts, and he promised me a super cute pet..."

The little man chattered like a little sparrow.

Chen Fan knew that the white-bearded grandfathers she was talking about were the elders in the ancestral temple. As the only innate powerhouse of the Chinese people, every elder has a high status among the Chinese people.

"Grandpa was very curious about my brother and asked me a lot about him. also said that if Xiaoman comes back, he must say hello to his brother on his behalf. ”

"By the way, brother, I have met Lord Qin Luo. Although everyone said that Lord Qin Luo was very cold and did not smile. But every time he saw Xiaoman, Lord Qin Luo would laugh. Once, I saw Lord Qin Luo split a water demon king the size of a mountain peak into two with one sword, which was super powerful..."

When Xiaoman said this, he was stunned.

She glanced at Chen Fan with some concern in her beautiful eyes, and saw that Chen Fan was not unusual, so she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After several months of cultivation, Xiaoman not only became an immortal cultivator and stepped into the Xuan Realm. It also let her know that Chen Fan, who was once regarded as a celestial, was actually not very strong in cultivation.

Those incomparably ferocious North Sea Demons are invincible monsters to ordinary people. But in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are just some foundation-level small fierce beasts. Any monk who is there can be killed with a snap of his fingers. Compared to Qin Luo, who slashed the Water Demon King with a sword, it was not worth mentioning at all.

After staggering this topic, Xiao Man stopped mentioning Qin Luo's affairs, and talked more about interesting things in the ancestral temple, for fear of stimulating Chen Fan.

Regarding this point, both Chen Fan and Ding Lao naturally noticed it, smiled at each other, and did not say much.

In the end, Xiaoman Zhengse:

"Brother, let Xiaoman protect you in the future. I'm going to be stronger, stronger, and I'll never have my brother risk it for me again." ”

"Okay, brother is waiting for you. ”

Chen Fan smiled and nodded.

Xiaoman was in the small courtyard and didn't stay too long, that night. The people from the ancestral temple arrived, and the person at the head was Qin Luo, who was dressed in black and iron armor.

"Holy Maiden, it's time to go back. ”

Qin Luo's face was grim.

"Lord Qin Luo, can't you stay any longer?"

Xiao Man got up, his little face full of reluctance.

"The path of cultivation is noble and difficult, you are the saint daughter of my Chinese nationality, you must not slack off in the slightest, otherwise how can you support the backbone of our clan in the future?"

Qin Luo didn't back down, his voice was cold.

Xiao Man turned around and looked at Chen Fan and Ding Lao for help. Her little hand kept pulling the corner of Chen Fan's clothes, looking down at her toes, and she was still unwilling to leave. In the end, Chen Fan touched her little head with a smile and said that there would be a chance to meet in the future. The little girl turned around three times and was surrounded by many black-armored guards.

Before Qin Luo left, he didn't say a word to Chen Fan, but just glanced at him coldly, as if Chen Fan was not worth talking to him twice.

...

Since then, Xiao Man has been able to go back to the courtyard once in a while.

Every time Chen Fan asked her, he learned that it was the grandfather who opened his mouth and tried his best to let her go home. According to Chen Fan's guess, that grandfather should be the great elder of the Chinese clan, Xie Changying.

Xie Changying.

Shou Yuan is five hundred and three years old, the oldest monk of the Chinese family, the elder of the ancestral temple, and the ruler of the entire ancestral temple and even the Chinese people.

"Those forbidden places in the ancestral temple, it seems that only this great elder knows, and even the secrets of the entire Chinese clan, others may not know, but he shouldn't not understand. Shall I find a time to ask this Xie Changying?"

Chen Fan touched his chin.

The sixth month of Chen Fan's arrival in Guhua City.

Suddenly, one day, he felt that the atmosphere of the entire Guhua City began to become solemn. In the sky, a ray of light flew quickly, gathered from all directions, and fell in the ancestral temple, each light was shining into the sky, and the entire ancestral temple was illuminated with divine brilliance.

Reputedly.

All the innate strong people of the Chinese nationality have gathered in the ancestral temple, and that night, the ancestral temple emitted a roaring bell. The four doors were wide open, representing the most elite black-armored army, riding out of the forest on a black nightmare horse, galloping towards the outside of the city.

"Lord, I heard that it is the Dragon Barbarian Clan that detains the border, and the thirty-two cities of the Chinese Nationality have been mobilized under the order of the ancestral temple to prepare for a death battle. "Ding Lao inquired about the news.

The entire Chinese nationality has a total of 32 cities in Yanzhou with a population of hundreds of millions. Kohwaseong Castle is just the largest of them. But all the cities are under the leadership of the ancestral temple.

"Dragon barbarians?"

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the past few months, he has traveled back and forth to the Northern Cold States, looking for spatial nodes and places where thunder and lightning converge, and tempering Yuan Dan. Many things have been learned about the Northern Cold Region. In addition to the human race, there are a large number of alien races mixed in the entire Northern Cold Region, and the strongest ten alien races, known as the 'Ten Strongest Clans', can be compared with the six major cave heavens and the eight major town domain families.

The Silver Spirit Clan, where Gu Lingzi belongs, is one of them.

And the Dragon Barbarian Clan, although it is not among the top ten strong clans, is far stronger than the Chinese Clan. It spans three major states, has a population of more than one billion, and has a Jindan-level dragon barbarian god in the clan.

"The feud between the Chinese and the dragon barbarians has been around for a long time. The dragon barbarians have always wanted to annex the Chinese. ”

Aunt Liu and the others were worried.

The Chinese people stand tall in Yanzhou, there are many big enemies, and the North Sea Demon is just a small trouble. The biggest enemy is the dragon barbarians. If it weren't for the fact that the dragon barbarians also had many enemies, and the Chinese also had backers, they might not be able to support it.

"It's a pity that our clan doesn't have a true monarch, otherwise how would I let the dragon barbarians be bullied. Next door, Uncle Zhang clenched his fists. "I don't know when Lord Qin Luo will be able to break through the Golden Pill. ”

"It is said that in Zhu Wei City, in the extreme south of the Northern Cold Region, there is a true monarch named Chen Beixuan, who is a Chinese. It's a pity that he was chased to death by the three guards in a flash, otherwise how dare the dragon barbarians run rampant?"

Another neighbor, Wang Xiucai, shook his head and sighed.

Many Chinese people have heard the news about Chen Fan. But as soon as Chen Fan appeared, he disappeared, and many people rumored that he was secretly killed by Wang Ting Sanwei.

This made countless Chinese sigh.

When Chen Fan heard this, he watched coldly and ignored it.

The war started, and it was far away from Chen Fan, but the number of times Xiaoman returned to the courtyard was decreasing. And every time I come back, I come and go in a hurry.

According to the grapevine, Xiaoman was taken to the front line, killed the enemy with his own hands, and honed his skills in life and death. However, every time Xiaoman comes back, his temperament does become more and more calm and cold. In front of outsiders, she is no longer smiling, like a goddess of the Moon Palace, cold and arrogant. Only in the face of Chen Fan will he smile.

"Brother, Grandpa Whitebeard taught me a lot of things today. ”

"Brother, grandpa said, I invite you to the ancestral temple in a few days, and I want to ask you for a drink. ”

"Brother..."

In front of Chen Fan, Xiaoman only talked about happy things. She didn't want Chen Fan to worry.

Only occasionally lying on Chen Fan's knees, tired and asleep, would he cry out in his dreams: "Brother, today Yuluo Pass was breached, and many, many monsters rushed in, killing many people. Many of them are big brothers and sisters who study together in the ancestral temple, and they are usually super good to me and give me rice cakes to eat, but they all die..."

Chen Fan was silent, gently stroking the girl like a waterfall and green silk.

Immortal cultivators are weak and strong, and they fight and kill countless people. He didn't know if it was right or wrong to pull Xiaoman into this whirlpool. Sometimes Chen Fan wondered if he would treat Xiaoman better if he didn't let Xiaoman embark on the path of cultivating immortals.

"I didn't expect that I would also have times when I was soft-hearted. ”

Chen Fan smiled and shook his head.

Cultivating immortals is against the sky, but if you don't cultivate immortals, she will turn into dust after a hundred years, I'm afraid that if Xiaoman chooses for herself, she will definitely choose to cultivate immortals.

The war is still ongoing, millions of Chinese troops, fighting with dragon barbarian warriors at the border passes, from time to time to hear what city has been breached, which congenital has been beheaded, and a certain army has been wiped out...

The battle situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for the Chinese people, countless bad news is coming from the front line, and the atmosphere in the entire Guhua City is becoming more and more solemn. Every day, there are many innate powerhouses who fly out of the ancestral temple and rush to the front line.

Qin Luo is always sitting at the border and fighting bloodily.

this day.

Chen Fan, who was practicing in retreat, suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

At this time, the sky outside Guhua City was suddenly shrouded in black clouds. Black clouds are rolling and crushing the city. Look closely, what kind of black cloud is that? It's an army of countless aliens riding monsters. Two-meter-high, tiger-backed and bear-waisted, the alien warrior with dragon horns on his head rode a horned dragon eagle and came to cover the sky and the sun. As far as the eye can see, there are 100,000.

Especially the dozens of alien races led by him, ten meters tall, covered in black scales and dragon horns, stepping on black fog, resisting the wind out of thin air, and shaking the heavens and the earth, they are all innate powerhouses.

"Xie Changying, you shrunken turtle, get out of here. ”

The tallest, twenty meters tall, the alien leader of a giant's bar spoke. Its sound was like a rolling thunderstorm, shaking the entire Guhua City and terrifying millions of people.

The dragon barbarians are coming.

PS: The third one is offered, and there is one more ^_^