"Dad, do you really think that my son and I can suppress all enemies, only people are afraid of me, and there is no need for me to be afraid of people?" Murong Ziqi solemnly looked at Murong Guangfu and asked in a condensed voice.

I was very confident in myself. But the Qin clan is only the first few in the south, and it is not the first in the Dragon Country.

For so long, he couldn't take it off.

Murong Ziqi's confidence was greatly damaged because of this.

Murong Guangfu knew that he had to give his son confidence. This is what fathers should do. Although he was also curious about Wu Tian, how could he have such a background and invite Cui Chong, Zheng Tianshi and others, he still said: "Ziqi, you have to know one thing, Jianghu Mountain Gate, five surnames and seven clans, who is respected?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Murong Ziqi just said the word Sword Emperor.

The Sword Emperor is out, and the Ten Thousand Swords surrender.

This sentence is not just talking.

Murong Guangfu nodded, indicating that what his son said was right, and he opened his mouth again: "Ziqi, you have to understand that the Sword Emperor was twenty-five years old when he slaughtered a village, and then, he became the Seven Sages of the Dragon Kingdom, at that time, he was twenty-five years old, and what about you? You are younger than him, you have potential than the Sword Emperor, you think like this, do you still think that Cui Chong, Zheng Tianshi and others are above you?"

Being said like this, Murong Ziqi's eyes were full of self-confidence and arrogance.

Oh, yes

The Master of the Sword Emperor is above the five surnames and seven clans.

And in the future, I will definitely be able to go this far.

What am I afraid of?

What am I worried about?

Murong Ziqi, who had originally decided to leave Yang Cheng, decided to stay.

"Yes, where you fail, you will stand up from there, the Qin Group is bound to win. Murong Guang replied: "Father and son are concentric, and their profits are golden." ”

Murong Ziqi nodded.

Now, Murong Yezi has finished blowing out the candles, made a wish, and began to cut the cake.

Naturally, the little guy asked for the biggest piece. No matter how smart she is, she is still a child, and this is an age with a super sweet tooth.

The little one ate happily, and his mouth was full of cream.

Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan hurriedly took a tissue to wipe it, the little guy seemed to be served by others, and he was very happy.

Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan were wiping, and she was still eating cakes.

"It's going to get fat. Wu Tian said suddenly.

The little one was stunned. After a while, he asked, "What will it look like?" Is it like a jingle cat? It's cute. ”

"No, it's Zhu Bajie. "Wu Tiandao.

The little guy frowned slightly, and asked seriously: "Which one is Zhu Bajie?"

Wu Tian opened it, searched for the picture, and then showed it to the little guy: "It's a version of Zhu Bajie." ”

Director Zhang's Zhu Bajie can be described as vivid, it is really a pig, and I can't see the characteristics of people.

The little guy was frightened and hurriedly put down the cake in his hand.

"Go, go, don't scare the kids. Qin Yuhan was unhappy and said: "Being able to eat is a blessing, losing weight or something, this is something that I only started thinking about when I grew up." ”

"Really?" The little guy immediately looked at Qin Yuhan and said, "Mom, weren't you very fat before, but then you became a big beauty?"

Qin Yuhan hesitated, she had never been fat.

The little guy doesn't eat it, and it gets fat and gets fat easily. But if you lose weight, it's hard.

Murong Yezi and the others all laughed when they saw the little guy's depressed face and didn't know whether to eat the cake or not.

Murong Guang has recovered, and Murong Ziqi has also come. Murong Ziqi looked confident.

At this very moment,

"Jianghu Mountain Gate, Wudang, here!"

"Jianghu Mountain Gate, Imperial Dining Room, here!"

"Xiangjiang martial arts family, Zhao family, here!"

"Foshan martial arts family, Huang family, here!"

"Captain Jin, Chen family, here!"

As soon as these names came out, Murong Zi's face changed again, and none of them were worse than their Murong family.

Murong Guangfu was equally surprised, but then he thought of something, and he was overjoyed, pulled Murong Ziqi, and said in a low voice: "Son, do you know your energy now?"

Murong Zi was puzzled.

"You are a disciple of the Sword Emperor, when you come to Yangcheng, how can there be no people from the Wulin Mountain Gate to come to visit?" Murong Guangfu said: "Wudang and others came to visit, this is an example. They won't come because of Wu Tian, Wu Tian may know Cui Chong and others in business, but how can he have such a deep relationship with Jianghu Shanmen? Therefore, it can only be because of you. ”

Murong Ziqi nodded.

Disciple of the Sword Emperor, this identity is indeed enough to make some martial arts mountain sects awe-inspired.

Murong Ziqi smiled.

Murong Guangfu looked at the surprised crowd and said, "Everyone, don't be like this, these rivers and lakes and mountain gates are just here to visit my son, and you are busy with yours." ”

When Murong Zizi heard this, he suddenly realized.

"I see. ”

"I said, why are the people from the rivers and lakes and mountain gates here. ”

"Touching Captain Jin, he actually came, it seems that he has encountered some kind of tomb, and he needs the help of a master like Brother Ziqi. ”

"It seems so. ”

Murong Zidi couldn't help but approve of it.

Wu Tian smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Murong Ziqi saw Wu Tian's smile, he felt disgusted. He didn't bother to stay with Wu Tian, he walked towards the Wudang people who walked into the gate, the sisters of the Xiangjiang Zhao family, and others.

didn't know at all that these people were here to celebrate Wu Tian's mother's birthday.

Among them, the most anxious is Zhang Xiguan in the imperial dining room, his son, suddenly got a strange disease and became a vegetative person, only Wu Tian can save it!

After many inquiries, Zhang Xiguan found Yang Cheng.

Murong Ziqi came to them and said lightly, "Thank you for giving face to your teacher." ”

Tutor?

Hearing this, the people of Wudang had an idea, the handsome man in front of them thought that he was a disciple of Mr. Wu Tian.

"It is your blessing that you can worship him as a teacher. Zhao Zetian of the Zhao family said enviously.

Murong Ziqi held his head high, stood with his hands in his hands, and smiled: "It is indeed my blessing, the grace of my teacher, I will be grateful for it for the rest of my life, and I will serve him for the rest of my life in the future, one day as a teacher, and a lifetime as a father." He is in my heart like my own father. ”

This sentence made Zhao Zetian and others look weird,

Wu Tian is still so young, and he looks younger than the young man in front of him. But this young man said that he regarded Wu Tian as his father,

How could they not find it weird?

"Do you really think so?" said Mouse Tooth amusedly as he stepped out of the crowd.

"Of course. Murong Zi nodded solemnly, and expressed his mind with a serious face: "If he is willing, I can call my father in person, and it is not a problem." ”

Hearing this, Mousetooth laughed.

The Wudang disciples and others looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing.

Murong Ziqi frowned slightly, he didn't understand what was going on with these people in front of him?

Did he say something wrong?

I thought they were doubting their sincerity.

Murong Zi snorted angrily: "Don't doubt my sincerity, to be honest, in my heart, I have long regarded him as the same existence as my father, if there is half a lie, the sky will thunder." ”

(End of chapter)