Nan Qiao looked at Xiao Rufeng with a smile, although the little guy in this plane, although it was a little troublesome, but the blackening value dropped a lot of worry.

Xiao Rufeng opened his eyes, saw the red again, and couldn't stop smiling on his face.

Originally...... Not a dream.

Originally...... She's right there.

He didn't care why she appeared, he just knew that he liked her!

Strode forward and hugged her into his arms.

Buried in her unique breath, "Little girl, you have grown up." ”

"Hmm."

Nan Qiao reacted lightly, isn't this asking nonsense?

"It's time to get married."

Xiao Rufeng let go of Nan Qiao, his eyes burning.

His little girl is so beautiful in a red dress, I don't know what kind of amazing look she will look like when she changes into a red wedding dress.

Nan Qiao: ...... Do you always feel that this conversation is familiar?

With a tight little face, what to marry, she didn't complete the task!

In the first seven years, every time she went out for a year and a half, she searched for Qin Batian, the former alliance leader of Lao Shizi, who knew that every time she would gain nothing.

Everywhere you go, you can meet a few strange people, crying and shouting to take her as an apprentice, and over time, there are as many as seven people.

Even if I found out her identity later, I didn't care.

In the past three years, Xiao Rufeng has been in retreat and practice, and she chose to stay in the Demon Sect and not go out much.

"Little girl, don't you want to?"

Xiao Rufeng saw that Nan Qiao didn't answer for a long time, so he couldn't help but speak again.

"Master, who do you want me to marry?" Nan Qiao chuckled, "Externally, I am a notorious demon girl, and internally, apart from you, the sect leader, who is worthy of me?" ”

"Then marry me."

Xiao Rufeng was full of energy, he finally waited for the little girl to grow up, how could this fat water not flow to outsiders!

"Master, but seriously?"

Nan Qiao chuckled, the little guy is talking nonsense again, the blood feud and family hatred have not been avenged, how can he think about the private affairs of his children?

"Naturally!"

Xiao Rufeng held Nan Qiao's hand tightly, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, "Are you willing?" ”

"I don't have to say that, you have to let my aunt nod."

Nan Qiao threw the question to Wu Qing, she was idle anyway.

The ancients said that it is not easy to get Alzheimer's disease if you use your brain more.

System:...... Where did the host hear what these ancients said?

"Auntie?"

Xiao Rufeng is unhappy, why does he have an aunt when he closes up?

The next time he goes into retreat, will he have to have another uncle?

Then what year and month does he have to wait until he can marry the little girl?

When I think about it, I don't want to go into retreat!

"Yes, auntie."

Nan Qiao stood up and patted the non-existent ash on his body, "Since the sect leader has been out of the customs, then I just want to say goodbye to you, and in a few days I will prepare to set off to participate in the martial arts conference held in the Central Plains." ”

"What's the point of a mere martial arts conference?" Xiao Rufeng pouted, "The entire Demon Sect is yours!" ”

Nan Qiao smiled evilly, "Naturally, he defeated Xiao Tian in the past and became the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance to open up the territory of our Demon Sect." ”

Xiao Rufeng's expression froze, "You just said, who is the current leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?" ”

"Xiao Tian, what's wrong?"

"Ding! The blackening value has increased by 15%, and the current blackening value is 35%. ”

Nan Qiao: ???

This...... Why did it go up again?

- What is the relationship between Xiao Tian and the little guy?

[Host, you forgot, Xiao Tian is the murderer who killed the male protagonist's father! ] 】

Nan Qiao reacted at this time, no wonder she always felt familiar when she heard this name at first, it turned out that there was still this stubble in it.

"Girl, how about I go with you?"

Xiao Rufeng learned from Nan Qiao to hook his lips and smile, his eyes flashing with an incomprehensible emotion.