"Yan'er, there are no outsiders here, just let my sister see your face, I'm also worried about you, I can rest assured when I see your wounds with my own eyes." Nan Lingyun dragged Hua Qianyan's hand and chattered, the more Hua Qianyan didn't want her to look at it, the more strange she would feel, a bad premonition, born from the bottom of her heart, became stronger and stronger.

"Eldest sister, my face is really fine." Hua Qianyan covered her face, and didn't let Nan Lingyun see it. I have to say that I still dare not accept my current dignity, and the contrast between them is too great.

"Mrs. Xue, don't be embarrassed." Hua Tianyu felt sorry for her sister, and spoke for Hua Tianyan, and after a pause, she said: "It's just that the bruises haven't disappeared, and Yan'er is afraid of scaring you." ”

"Really?" Nan Lingyun was still a little unconvinced, with a pair of big smart eyes, staring straight at Hua Qianyan's eyes.

"Sister, even if Yan'er chooses to marry you Jinlan, she won't disbelieve you, but-" Hua poured her face for a moment, and said: "I can't accept this fact, when Yan'er figures it out, I will naturally let my sister see it." ”

Hua Tianyan looked directly at Nan Lingyun's eyes that seemed to know everything, and said seriously word by word.

"The head has arrived, and the six elders have arrived." A series of loud announcements sounded, and the voice had not yet fallen, the elders of the Qingcheng faction led by the head of Qingya.

"I don't know what happened when the head of the Qing family came?" Chu Jue was dressed in green clothes, like a spring breeze, and quietly watched the head of Qingya walk in with the six elders menacingly. Sitting leisurely, unmoving.

"Divine Doctor Xiao is polite, it's just that Divine Doctor Xiao, you and Mo Xiang destroyed the main hall of my Qingcheng faction, Qingling Palace, yesterday, how should I talk about this matter?" The head of Qingya said in a deep voice, Qingya said to Xiao Chu, Mo Xichen, Hua Tingyu, and Hua Tianyan, saying that it is impossible to have no fear, and it is enough to attract the phoenix, it is enough to see that all four of them have talents through heaven and earth.

But in the end, the golden phoenix was injured, and the woman's face was enough to see that the golden phoenix looked down on the four people, and these four people may not be able to achieve the great climate of life. It would be funny if you could accomplish something great just by playing the piano, dancing, playing the flute, and playing the sword.

After all-night discussions between the head Qingya and the six elders, the head Qingya finally led the six elders to come to the door. No matter who the other party is, his Qingcheng faction is also a famous faction, the main hall was destroyed, it can't be just forgotten, so I can listen to an apology, and the Qingcheng faction can be regarded as having some face.

"Rebuild." Chu Jue's thin lips opened lightly, and the four words spit out lightly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

The face of the head Qingya sank again, and said, "The hall didn't collapse by itself. ”

"It's a centuries-old antique, and it's normal not to toss it. But Ben Gongzi is just a doctor, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, no matter how dilapidated the Qingling Hall of the Qingcheng faction is, it will crush Ben Gongzi into a pie. Xiao Chu spread his hands and said innocently, a few words, leaving this matter to have nothing to do with him.

"This girl is just a weak woman, ahem." Hua Qianyan pretended to cough weakly twice, ignoring Qingya and leaving an elder.

"My son still has an injured sister to take care of, to support his family, and to earn some hard-earned money to support his family, what palace and what palace, this son doesn't understand." Hua Tingyu patted Hua Tianyan's thin little shoulder, and said bitterly, between her gestures, she was full of elegance, words, and faces, like jade.

These don't need to be artificial, they just come naturally. Even if he is pretending to be poor and pitiful, like a jade boy, his aura of elegance and incomparable cannot be concealed.

"Master Qing, your antique hall has soiled your clothes." Mo Xichen's cold voice sounded like a clear spring.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, looking in all directions, who dares to speak out!

The head of Qingya and the six elders were all dumbfounded by Chu Jue, Mo Xichen, Hua Tingyu, and Hua Tianyan, looking at each other and trying to find a way.

"Sister Hua, have you four done anything bad?" Xiao Xiren sat in Nan Lingyun's arms, looking at the flowers sitting next to Nan Lingyun, and the sound of milk sounded clearly.

"Ren'er, you've wronged me." Hua said pitifully, "Their Qingcheng faction built a fragile hall like tofu scum, but Miss Ben happened to pass by, and the Qingling Hall collapsed." Fortunately, Miss Ben is still young and her legs and feet are flexible, otherwise it would have hurt her face more than just her face," Hua pouted for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid that this little life is still not there." ”

"In vain, your Qingcheng faction still dares to claim to be famous and decent, and you dare to bully Sister Hua like this, I will destroy you!" Xiao Xiren was furious when he heard this, but Nan Lingyun didn't pay attention, jumped out of Nan Lingyun's arms, ran to the head of Qingya, and pointed at Qingya's nose and scolded.

The head of Qingya, who has lived for more than 40 years, was scolded by someone pointing his nose for the first time in his life, and the other party was still a six or seven-year-old child.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Qingya's palm is condensed, fast, accurate, ruthless, because Xiao Xiren is small, his height is less than Qingya's waist, Qingya wants to hit Xiao Xiren must be beaten down, Qingya will slap it with a palm at will-

Straight to Xiao Xiren's heavenly spirit cover.

No matter how bold Xiao Xiren is, he is a child after all, and seeing the momentum of the slap, Xiao Xiren was stunned.

Nan Lingyun was so frightened that she almost fell off the chair, but Qingya's palm was too fast, and she didn't even have a chance to run over to save her baby son.

"Ahh A hissing and lung-splitting shout came, and Xiao Xiren stood in place in a daze, looking at an ink robe in front of him, holding a silver handle with a whole body, the gold edge was outlined with delicate dragon patterns, and the golden Jin Bing was a coiled dragon lying quietly. The sword was unsheathed, and its edge was exposed. A gust of wind passed, and the majestic figure of the ink robe flying. The turmoil in my heart was not because of the fright just now, but because of the majestic back standing in front of me-

One day, he will also hold a sword in his hand to eliminate violence and peace.

"Daddy." There was only a moment of stunnedness, Xiao Xiren ran a few steps forward, hugged Xue Heng's thigh, and looked up at Xue Heng with tears on his little face, full of admiration.

"Is Ren'er scared?" Xue Heng lifted Xiao Xiren up like a chicken, hugged him in his arms, and asked softly.

"Daddy is so powerful, is Daddy teaching me martial arts!" What Xue Heng didn't expect was that the first sentence his son said was not that he was afraid or not, but that he admired his father and yearned for power.

"Haha~~ Okay, as long as Ren'er is willing to endure hardships, Daddy will teach you everything." After Xue Heng was stunned for a moment, he laughed heartily and agreed.

At this moment, Xue Heng, who was holding his baby son, was like holding the most precious treasure in the world, looking at Xiao Xiren, his eyes were full of doting and love, and there was a trace of relief.

"Seven Star Dragon Yuan!" Just when the father and son were immersed in strong family affection, the soft cry of an elder woke everyone up.

Everyone's eyes focused on the sword in Xue Heng's right hand:

Seven Star Dragon Yuan, one of the ten great swords of antiquity, the sword of integrity and nobility.

Even if Xue Heng's Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword was not unsheathed, the elders of the Qingcheng Sect, who knew everything about blades and swords, would judge it at a glance.

Greed, exclusivity, envy, envy, admiration, longing.

Several emotions appeared in the eyes of the six elders respectively, beating Qingya, Xue Heng was anxious about Xiao Xiren's safety, and he didn't use all his strength, and the seven-star Longyuan sword on his body was not unsheathed, but he just used the sword to make the internal force hit Qingya's arm fiercely, Qingya couldn't reach it, was bounced out, and his wrist was dislocated.

Qingya closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and slammed his right wrist with his left hand, only listening to the sound of bones moving, Qingya's dislocated right wrist was taken back.

"This son, this seat is dealing with the affairs of this faction, please don't interfere." Wiping the big drops of sweat on his forehead, Qingya's face was pale, looking at Xue Heng who was dressed in cloth, he didn't take Xue Heng in his eyes at all, what happened to the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword? Poor and sour, can you protect a sword like the Seven Star Dragon Yuan?!

The Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword will soon become the treasure of the Qingcheng faction.

"Heh," Xue Heng sneered disdainfully, "What a faction leader, you're going to kill my son, do you want me to stand by?" Xue Heng didn't answer the rhetorical question, he was not angry and arrogant, and he had the air of a king.

"That's also because this son of a scumbag has violated the door rules of the Qingcheng faction, and this seat will act according to the door rules, just and strictly." The head of Qingya has an arrogant face, the divine doctor Xiao Chu can't afford to offend, he can't afford to offend Ruyu Gongzi, he can't afford to offend Mo Xichen, the first minister in the world, and he can't afford to offend him, as for the disfigured woman, he disdains to offend.

But the cloth clothes in front of him also dare to provoke the majesty of the head of the Qingcheng faction, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless, no way, these are all door rules.

"My son is not a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, Qingzhang, your reason is too shabby." Nan Lingyun's faint and beautiful voice sounded, standing beside Xue Heng, the husband and wife, standing side by side.

An ink robe is cold, handsome, holding a sword in his right hand and a miniature version of himself in his left hand, but children are much cuter than adults.

The best in the world!

Looking at Nan Lingyun's beauty, the six elders led by Qingya couldn't help but look at Nan Lingyun a few more times.

"It's enough to deal with a child who disobeys this seat." Qingya's face was grim, and he was not at all the kind appearance that greeted Xiao Chu yesterday.

"This son will give you another chance to apologize to Ren'er, otherwise-" Xue Heng's body was cold and wanton, and a king's breath came from the sky.

Before Xue Heng finished speaking, Qingya didn't know whether he was alive or dead, "The respect of this faction, apologize to a naughty boy?" This son, are you the prince of the capital as your son? ”

"Okay, very good, all over the world, you are the first and the last to dare to speak to this king like this."