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Some arrogant, some arrogant!

This is the evaluation of Wang Xian by the Lord of the Ice Heart Country.

In the room, the two ancestors of the Ice Heart Dynasty sat there quietly, their faces full of contemplation.

"Big brother, what do you say!"

The long-haired old man said to the white-haired old man.

"Although Pastor Wang is powerful and has great potential, Pastor Wang's personality is destined to make him provoke a lot of enemies, and now even Aotian has provoked it, which is not a good thing!"

"For our Ice Heart Dynasty, the Proud Young Lord is a better choice!"

After being silent for a long time, the white-haired old man said lightly.

"I also think that the son who is in charge of the sect alone is the best choice, and it will be of great benefit to the future of our Ice Heart Dynasty!"

"In any case, Pastor Wang has cured my eldest brother's illness for decades, and we can't be too ungrateful!"

The long-haired old man nodded slowly.

"The young master of Aotian has spoken, it is difficult for us to refuse, especially, if we are the sole leader of the sect and propose relatives, with the supremacy of the solipsistic sect, we will not be able to refuse, since this is the case, we will marry the sword to the young master of Aotian!"

"This is also a better choice for Jian'er, as for Pastor Wang's side, the beauties of the Ice Heart Dynasty are up to him to choose!"

A smile slowly appeared on the face of the Ice Heart Country Lord, looking at the two ancestors and proposing.

"Okay, in that case, then let's go to the exclusive venue together, if Jian'er can really get the first place tomorrow, it will be of greater benefit to our Ice Heart Dynasty, haha!"

The long-haired old man stood up and said with a smile on his face.

The white-haired old man and the Ice Heart Country Lord on the side nodded with a smile on their faces.

Things, they have already decided.

Bing Jinghuan, who was standing in front, had a sneer on his face, full of schadenfreude.

"Jian'er, let's go, the master will take you to the exclusive venue!"

Early the next morning, the Lord of the Ice Heart Country, the two Ancestors, and Bing Jinghuan and his party came to Ling Jian'er's courtyard and shouted at Ling Jian'er.

"Master?"

Ling Jian'er walked out and saw his ancestor and the top powerhouses of the Ice Heart Dynasty coming, with a stunned look on his face.

"Master, why are you here?"

She asked curiously.

"Haha, what's the matter? Can't you come and see my wonderful apprentice?"

The long-haired old man smiled happily and shouted with a happy face.

"Go to Jian'er, let's take you over, I hope you can get the first place today, and then our Bingxin Dynasty will also have a long face!"

"After today's contest is over, my father will give you a big surprise!"

The Bing Xin Country Lord on the side said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ling Jian'er nodded with a smile on her face.

"Let's go!"

The Ice Heart Country Lord nodded and said directly.

"Wait for the emperor, Wang Xian hasn't come yet, he should come over in a while!"

Ling Jian'er looked outside and spoke.

"Jian'er, let's rush over first, Pastor Wang knows the place himself!"

The long-haired old man frowned slightly and said with a smile.

"That's... Oh well!"

Ling Jian'er nodded slightly, and followed the people of the Ice Heart Dynasty towards the place where the only one could stand.

....

"Little Brother Wang Xian, you are sure, Jian'er... Will Jian'er recognize me as a father?"

At this moment, on the way to Ling Jian'er's courtyard, Sect Master Ling looked at Wang Xian with some nervousness and said.

"Sect Master Ling, don't be nervous, Jian'er can't recognize you yet, but you can cultivate slowly!"

Wang Xian smiled at Sect Master Ling.

During this period of time, Ling Jian'er had gradually accepted herself, and he naturally wanted her to get acquainted with Sect Master Ling.

Even if the father-daughter relationship can't be restored, at least Sect Master Ling will be happier and more at ease.

"Pastor Wang, I was wrong, I was wrong, as long as you save me, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the next position.

Sect Master Ling frowned slightly and looked to the left.

An old man with a rickety figure, as if he was asking for food and was about to die at any time, prayed to Wang Xian.

"Don't pretend to be so pitiful, find a stable place to spend the rest of your life!"

Wang Xian's gaze swept over, and there was not the slightest pity in his eyes.

A person who wants to threaten him, he will naturally not come to his rescue!

The rickety old man looked at Wang Xian's resolute appearance, his eyes were gloomy, and he watched Wang Xian walk towards the front and follow closely.

"Lord Sage, Princess Jian'er has followed the Lord of the Kingdom and the Ancestor, and they have already gone to the Exclusive Venue!"

When Wang Xian came to Ling Jian'er's courtyard, a maid said to him.

"Huh?

Wang Xian frowned slightly, then nodded, and looked at Sect Master Ling: "The sword has passed, let's go over too!"

"Good!"

Sect Master Ling nodded, and followed behind Wang Xian towards the Solipsist Venue.

Behind them, the rickety old man followed with some resolute eyes.

He plans to spend time with Wang Xian, even if he is stalking and giving up the dignity of the strong, he must heal himself with this guy.

Otherwise, his life will really be over.

"That's a lot of people!"

When Sect Master Ling and Immortal Wang came to the meeting place in the center of the two mountain peaks, Sect Master Ling looked around with a surprised face.

More than 100,000 people gathered around, judging its strength, it was much, much stronger than the Liuhai area.

"There are naturally a lot of people in the martial arts of the Sogo Sect, and this is because there are many people who are not qualified to enter, otherwise, millions of people will have it!"

Wang Xian's gaze swept around.

The last day of the martial arts is also the day of the finals, which is much more lively than at the beginning.

Around the ring, big people and strong people appeared.

In particular, the position of the front-line solipsist sect was filled with many vacant seats at the beginning.

The two powerhouses of the seventh order of the Cave Void who presided over on the first day sat aside and changed into two old men in cyan robes.

"Huh, Sect Master Ling, let's go over!"

Wang Xian's gaze swept over, and when he saw the location of the Bingxin Dynasty, he found that there was no figure of Ling Jian'er, and he was slightly curious.

"Little brother Wang Xian, there, Jian'er is there!"

At this time, Sect Master Ling on the side pointed to the front position and said with a face full of surprise.

Wang Xian looked over and saw that the Bingxin Dynasty and Ling Jian'er were sitting there in the Solipsist Sect.

The two ancestors of the Ice Heart Dynasty were talking to the two blue-robed old men.

"Sect Master Ling, let's go sit over there first!"

Wang Xian looked over, didn't think much about it, and came to the seat of the original Bingxin Dynasty.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Ling Jian'er notice their arrival and waved at him.

Wang Xian smiled and waved his hand with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, hehe, Jian'er is a lot more cheerful!"

Sect Master Ling looked at his daughter, his eyes were a little moist, and he said excitedly.

"Don't worry, Sect Master Ling, I will bring Jian'er back, and I will let her recognize you as a father!"

Wang Xian looked at Sect Master Ling and reassured.

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