At the foot of the cliff in the sky, a man with golden light walked up the cliff, he casually pulled out a golden sword and inserted it on the cliff, and then pulled out a golden sword and inserted it into another position on the cliff. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info just like that, stepping on the road made of the golden sword, step by step to the top of the mountain.

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In front of the Black Mage Tower.

Qiao Jing saw that the energy fluctuations on the red-haired old man's body were only a little stronger than herself, and the energy on the old man's body who suddenly came out was like a mountain.

At this time, the two of them were one after the other, and they formed a front and back attack, and subconsciously Qiao Jing began to have some silver armor on his body.

The red-haired old man asked the old man, "Xiao Rourou doesn't trust you like this?"

The tone of the red-haired old man's voice was full of ridicule, and when he heard this, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched slightly, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more when he looked at the energy intensity on Qiao Jing's body.

At this time, two figures familiar to Qiao Jing came out of the hall behind the old man, and the woman who was as angry as a blue covered her mouth in surprise and shouted, "Jing Nu?!"

"Father, mother!" Qiao Jing shouted happily. ran over and took his mother's hand, and was greeted by his mother. Unconsciously coquettish, Qiao Jing likes the feeling of being quiet in her mother's arms the most.

"Jing, are you tired?" asked her mother, touching Qiao Jing's head.

"I'm not tired!I'm not tired with you!" Qiao Jing said with her eyes closed and threw herself into her mother's arms.

Smelling the scent of the shampoo that her mother was familiar with, Qiao Jing's whole person was a lot quieter, and her somewhat impetuous heart outside also calmed down.

The mother touched Qiao Jing's hair and said, "It's only been so long, Jingnu has grown so tall and so beautiful!"

The old man on the side opened his ears and asked, "Is this Qiao Jing?"

"Call Grandpa!" said her mother, turning Qiao Jing from her arms.

This old man is actually his grandfather, but he didn't expect his grandfather to be such a mighty character. Qiao Jing didn't expect that Xiao Xiong was also an ordinary warrior like this, with strong muscles all over his body, and thought that Xiao Xiong was a mysterious person with some fairy wind bones.

Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment, and did not call out this grandfather. Maybe it's shyness, or maybe it's the girl's unique reserve, in short, she didn't call out this grandfather.

The old man said indifferently: "If you don't want to call it, don't call it..."

At this time, the red-haired old man stepped forward and knocked on the old man's head and said, "What are you doing with a pestle?

The old man touched his head: "Teacher, I'm so old, and you still want me to lose face in front of these juniors?"

"What's the matter?

"Don't dare, don't dare!Disciple, obey the master's orders!" the old man hugged his fists again and again.

Here, Qiao's mother gently pushed Qiao Jing and Qiao's father and said, "Listen to Master Yunhai!

She wasn't polite to Master Yunhai at all.

"Master Yunhai, is it Grandpa's teacher?" Qiao Jing asked in a low voice.

"Old decay is exactly!" Qiao Jing's mind heard the voice of the red-haired old man.

"Huh!" Unexpectedly, being heard by Master Yunhai, Qiao Jing was slightly embarrassed, her face was slightly red, and her body temperature rose. In this land of ice and snow and cold wind, Qiao Jing looked at him, but he didn't expect the red-haired old man to wink at him playfully.

Mother smiled and touched Qiao Jing's head: "From your grandmother to me to you, you are all proficient in bronze spells from Master Yunhai!"

"Our bronze ability was opened by Master Yunhai?" Qiao Jing really couldn't think of it, and always thought that this was just the tradition of the Zeng family, and women would naturally awaken the ability to be proficient in bronze scripts, but now this is actually the case.

Qiao Jing's father's surname is Qiao, and he is in the Zeng family, and it stands to reason that at least one of them and his younger brother should have the surname Zeng, I don't know why neither of them is like this, and his grandfather is surnamed Zeng, and his mother is also surnamed Zeng. Now it is not difficult to guess what happened when my father and mother came here to see my grandfather, after all, the people from the "Bai family" where my father belonged took my younger brother away to cultivate, and now the person who should inherit the position of the old man is gone.

As for Qiao Jing herself, although she is young and has the strength of the Sun Wandering God, but in such a major matter, women are completely unable to intervene. As for saying that he will inherit it, he doesn't dare to think about it this way at all. Since I haven't met the old man a few times since I was a child, I can see it from the peep leopard.

Qiao Jing followed her mother and strode into the hall. Master Yunhai, this red-haired old man in a Taoist robe, has a goatee on his chin, the whole person is a bit fairy-like, and his face is so amiable.

When I walked into the hall, I saw a black ink painting with the word "cloud" summing up the whole hall.

On the steps of the hall there was a large chair made of white jade, and on the chair there was a bamboo futon, on which Master Yunhai walked over and sat cross-legged.

Headed by this big chair, there are 4 large jade chairs on the left to the door, and 5 large jade chairs on the right to the door, including 6 kinds of white jade, red jade, topaz, green jade, black jade, and purple jade, and each such jade chair must have an item hanging behind it, or a mural, or a sword scabbard, or a coin, and so on.

Qiao Jing's grandfather went straight to the third big chair on his right hand and sat down, on which hung a pair of calligraphy and painting dragons flying and phoenixes dancing - "Zeng", there were many irregular ink dots on the calligraphy and paintings, and the marks of fingers pressed indiscriminately, showing that the person who wrote this character was a frizzy person.

Qiao Jing knew that her mother's surname was Zeng, but her grandmother was not surnamed Zeng, so her grandfather was also surnamed Zeng.

The three boys brought three chairs that were slightly smaller than the jade chairs.

"Distinguished guests, please be seated!" said the boy.

The three of them were not qualified to sit on the jade chair.

On the first seat, Master Yunhai laughed and said, "The nine jades around here are all my beginner disciple seats, King Qiao Jing doesn't mind yet!"

Qiao Jinglian said: "Don't dare!"

Qiao Jing's father heard Qiao Jing's voice, and a dim light flashed in his eyes. Qiao Jing's mother had a worried face and asked, "Daughter, are you the king?"

Qiao Jing nodded.

Qiao Jing also understands the reason why her mother is not happy but worried, she has been soft and weak since she was a child, and her mother has to worry wherever she goes, and the stronger she is, the greater the danger she will face, this is the iron law of this world.

"Manly man, blood-stained battlefield, what time can be wasted to worry?" said the old man Zeng in the position.

"But my daughter is not a man!" Qiao Jing's mother retorted.

Old Man Zeng slammed his mouth and stopped talking, he knew that women were unreasonable, especially women who were protecting their calves.

Qiao Jing's mother secretly pinched Qiao's father's soft flesh with her hand, Qiao's father was in pain, and sat up seriously.

Ling Ling――――――――

There was a sound of a softening jade hitting.

A few drops of melted ice slapped into Qiao Jing's mind on top of the broken green bamboo, which made a pleasant sound as it hit the jade underneath.

"It's the sound of the beginner disciple returning to the door!" exclaimed a boy.

Teng Teng, the space fluctuated, and seven or eight blue-robed mages were immediately teleported in the hall, some men and women, and some of them were wrapped in robes and couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Grandma!" Qiao Jing shouted in her heart. Among this group of mages who exude day and night wandering god-level energy fluctuations, there is actually Qiao Jing's grandmother, who is different from her grandfather, Qiao Jing and her grandmother have met a few times when she grows up, so she is very clear about her grandmother's appearance.

It's just that at this time, Qiao Jing's grandmother's expression was more complicated, unlike other Sun Wandering God-level mages, they all looked at the door, as if they were waiting for someone to come in from there.

A few people stood aside respectfully, and after a while, a boy brought these people the same chair that Qiao Jing and they were sitting on.

The men sat in their chairs, looking forward to the door.

"It's coming!" muttered to someone else. All the people got up and looked at the door, only to see a figure wrapped in golden light rushing towards the lake.

Buzz~~~ On the second jade chair, the hanging scabbard suddenly buzzed.

"It's Second Senior Brother!" said a day-wandering god-level mage. "Second Senior Brother?"

"How is it possible? Isn't the third senior brother?"

"Hmph!" said Master Zeng, who was sitting on the purple jade chair, snorted coldly.

The golden figure got closer and closer, and soon came to the door of the mage tower. Qiao Jing only saw an afterimage flashing with his naked eyes, and a blonde-haired mage wearing a golden light robe appeared in the main hall, he knelt down on one knee, folded his hands and said, "Teacher!

Master Yunhai's hands trembled a little on the main seat, and he asked tremblingly, "What about your second senior brother?"

The blonde mage took out a long sword and presented it with both hands, saying, "This is it!"

Qiao Jing felt the energy contained in this long sword, and immediately knew that this was Li Quan's girl's Wu Yu sword. "That's right, isn't the feeling contained in this energy exactly Wu Yujian?" Besides, isn't this blonde mage one of the three day and night wandering god level that he saw over there. How could he get Wu Yujian, Qiao Jing couldn't help but worry in her heart.

Qiao Jing heard it rarely, those day-wandering god-level mages talking: It's actually the fifth senior brother... The fifth senior brother is absolutely impossible... Spirit Beast....

"Go, go!" waved his hand, Master Yunhai hid his face with grief.

Qiao Jing saw that her grandmother got up from her seat and walked outside the hall.

At this time, Qiao's mother also secretly shook Qiao Jing's arm and whispered: "Jingnu, let's go out too!"

"Hmm!" Qiao Jing nodded, got up and followed her mother to prepare to walk out.

"Qiao Jing stayed!" said Master Yunhai. It's not loud, but it's loud.

"Me?" Qiao Jing got up and followed her mother for two or three steps, and now pointed at herself with some stunnedness.

Master Yunhai bowed slightly.

"Teacher, we take our leave!" the mages of the Wandering God all got up from their seats and said goodbye, and one by one they were so obsessed with their own magic research that they all quickly teleported out of the hall and returned to their own mage laboratory.

The only ones who were walking out of the mage tower were Qiao Jing's parents and grandmother.

A boy closed the door of the hall from the outside.

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