Long Xuan frowned, and saw that Huang Shan's originally kind expression suddenly became hideous.

At the same time, sixteen figures jumped out from the hidden places around them, surrounding Long Xuan.

The leader is Huang Fei Zhenghe and the four beauties.

As soon as the sixteen people landed, they were divided into two layers, the inner and the outside, and each of them took a black dagger in their hands and plunged it into the ground.

"Small enchantment?" Long Xuan frowned.

"Specially prepared for you. Huang Feizheng sneered, "After all, it is a peak martial god, so you still have to respect it." ”

Long Xuan asked, "What does the Acting Patriarch mean?"

"It's not interesting, leave your life here. ”

Long Xuan clasped his hands to his chest: "I'm very strange, since I returned to the station, you have been going until I die, what is it for?"

Huang Fei said: "If you die, you will know why." on!"

Sixteen people took a step forward, while Huang Shan stood behind Huang Fei, just staring at Long Xuan.

Long Xuan glanced at the Nirvana people around him, except for Huang Feizheng, an eighth-level martial god, that is, four third-level martial gods who were like beauties, and the rest were just peak martial kings.

"Do you think that just by relying on you people, you can kill me?" Long Xuan shook his head and said, "Huang Feizheng, the turmoil in the hot summer is imminent, and I don't want the two martial artists to suffer any damage at this time." ”

Huang Fei said: "Whether it is damaged or not, it still depends on you." As long as you lead yourself to kill, everyone here will immediately go to the northern battlefield. ”

Long Xuan laughed at Huang Feizheng's shameless words, she glanced at Huang Shan behind Huang Feizheng and said, "Worm, you asked me to send you today, just for this game, right?"

Huang Shan said with a cold face: "That's right. ”

"So, your so-called liking and confession are just acting, right?"

Huang Shan sneered: "The dragon and phoenix families can't marry, I still know this rule." ”

Long Xuan bowed slightly and said, "Then I'll rest assured." ”

Before Huang Shan and Huang Fei could react, Long Xuan suddenly said, "My lord, let's do it!"

My lord?

Could there be anyone else?

Huang Feizheng was shocked in his heart, and then, there was a trance in his mind, and countless memory fragments rushed towards him like a tide.

"My little Biqiong, you are all the hope of the Nirvana clan!"

The little doll in his arms who was smiling happily was sucking his thumb and looking at himself with a pair of big eyes.

In his mouth, he said: "Lord, Lord~"

"Alas!"

Huang Fei replied with satisfaction.

After the birth of her own granddaughter, she was stimulated to be born with a tenth-percent pure Qingluan bloodline, and as long as she grows up normally, she can enter the Great Venerable Realm before the age of thirty.

When she started talking, the first words she learned were not Mom and Dad, but Grandpa.

What could be happier than that?

She is the pearl of the entire Nirvana clan.

The cute child in front of her gradually blurred, replaced by what she looked like when she was three years old.

The jade-like porcelain doll is sweating profusely, and the fist is swinging open, and three years old is the age when the two families officially begin to learn martial arts.

Huang Biqiong's progress in learning martial arts is too amazing.

Other three-year-old children can only start by polishing their muscles and bones, but she can meditate cross-legged, and in one morning, the true qi is generated from the sea of qi, and she swims away for a week, opening the door to the martial arts.

In the afternoon, a set of Nirvana clan's boxing techniques were well played.

Behind her, Long Xuan, who is three months younger than her, is also trying to learn from her sister, but she is still soft-boned, and she doesn't have the posture of Huang Biqiong at all.

"Sister is so amazing!" Long Xuan fell, looking at Huang Biqiong's snorting and practicing boxing, she clapped her hands regardless of the pain.

Huang Shan, who still looked like a teenager, looked at Huang Biqiong who was practicing boxing with a doting face, holding a white towel and a bottle of water in his hand.

The picture shook again.

Huang Biqiong is seven years old.

Before her seventh birthday, she had just broken through the realm of Wuhou.

Seven-year-old Wuhou is too shocking.

Except for the dragon and phoenix families and the high-level of Yanxia, the existence of Huang Biqiong is tightly sealed.

The world never knew that there was once a seven-year-old martial marquis.

On her seventh birthday, in order to celebrate her birthday, the Nirvana clan set up a grand birthday party in the station.

In addition to the two families, only more than 20 people from the high-level party of Yanxia visited.

At the banquet, Huang Biqiong was the most shining protagonist.

Seven-year-old Wuhou, with a delicate and moving beauty embryo, and a conversation that does not match her age, both the clansmen of the Dragon and Phoenix families and the high-level leaders of Yanxia naturally focused their attention on her.

And the grandfather sitting next to Huang Biqiong, Huang Feizheng was also indispensable to be congratulated and toasted.

It was the happiest day of Huang Feizheng's life, and it was also ...... His most painful days.

After cutting the birthday cake and eating a few bites, Huang Biqiong went back to her room.

The rest of the staggered is Huang Feizheng's mission.

When the guests gradually dispersed and the whole station returned to peace, Huang Fei was going to Huang Biqiong's room according to his usual habits and told her the story of the Duan family's past to lull her to sleep.

Next, there is a picture that he will never forget in his life.

"Biqiong!"

Huang Fei was roaring, his eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and the picture in front of him that made him tremble shattered inch by inch.

After the shattered picture faded, in front of him, he saw the Nirvana clan in a place, and they were already in a daze, like four beautiful women.

Huang Shan behind him closed his eyes, his face was calm, and his expression did not change much.

In front of him, Long Xuan was holding his hands in front of his chest, watching him and Huang Shan.

Immediately, her figure moved, flashing to the side of the four beautiful women, and before Huang Fei could make a move, her palms fell to the back of the necks of the four.

There were four crisp sounds, and the four of them, who were like beautiful women, fell softly to the ground.

Huang Feizheng had not yet calmed down from the hallucination, and when he saw his four sons fall in front of him, he was immediately angry, and roared: "Okay, you are a dragon hidden family, seventeen years ago, you plotted against my granddaughter, and now you want to kill my son, I am inseparable from you!"

The power of the bloodline and true qi in his body were instantly mobilized to the extreme, and Huang Fei was turning into a fire phoenix, and countless fire feathers were shot out from his body, enveloping Long Xuan overwhelmingly.

With the addition of the eighth-level martial god and the bonus of the power of the bloodline, Huang Feizheng's combat power can almost be equal to that of the peak martial god.

The speed of the fire feather was extremely fast, and even with the current Long Xuan, he needed to concentrate and dodge and resist with all his strength.

Fortunately, with Ling Xi's help, the moment the fire feather shot in, he calculated the best dodge route.

Long Xuan was like a slippery loach, dodging through the gaps in the fire feathers, and shooting down a few fire feathers from time to time.

In the midst of this furious attack, she barely managed to come out unscathed.

It's just that she cares more, what Huang Feizheng said: "Seventeen years, you plotted against my granddaughter." ”