Suddenly, the girl who had been staring at her stood up from her seat with a cold expression.

There was a touch of inviolable arrogance in her eyes.

His brows furrowed, and he glanced at Chen Sao with some disdain.

"I am!"

Chen Sao frowned, this woman spoke with a trace of disdain, coupled with the arrogant demeanor she deliberately put on when she spoke, which made him frown for a while.

But he hasn't changed in the slightest, now he is no longer the original Chen Santiao, he has been reincarnated on this continent after nine lifetimes, what kind of people have never seen.

This female doll is just an ant in his eyes.

If just such a woman can move him, wouldn't he have lived for nine lives in vain?

"Bingwu Empire, Nangong Family, Nangong Fenghua!" the girl responded indifferently.

Nangong Fenghua?

Chen Santiao kept searching for this memory in his mind.

In his memory, there is no such person's name.

Nangong Fenghua?

People look very beautiful, but in Chen Santiao's heart, she is just a rude vase.

The people of the Xiao family naturally knew what the Nangong family meant.

It was one of the four major families of the entire Ice Martial Empire, and the head of the family, Nangong Servant, was already a fifth-grade powerhouse of the Martial Sect, and he was also a powerhouse looking at the entire Netherworld.

Chen Santiao sighed, he didn't feel any difference.

A smile flashed in his eyes: "So what? I, Chen Santiao doesn't recognize you!"

"You ......" The girl was choked by Chen Sanjo's words, and her face was cold.

"Sanjo, come back!"

Xiao Yuqing said softly, she walked to Chen Sanao's side and stood beside Chen Sanao.

"You are Chen Santiao's mother?"

A cold voice came, attracting everyone present.

At this moment, I saw a figure that had slowly stood up, and invisibly, there was a faint momentum on this person's body.

"Yes!"

Facing this woman with a somewhat cold complexion, Xiao Yuqing's brows furrowed, and even the hand holding Chen Santiao oozed fine sweat.

The chief female tutor of the Ice Martial Empire and Liuli Academy, Xu Bingqian.

Her strength speaks for itself.

"I didn't want to say more, but, if your son dares to come and harass my students, I don't mind letting him disappear into the Ice Empire. ”

"I won't mind, there will be no Xiao family in the snow old city in the future!"

This woman's name is Xu Bingqian, and her words are very cold, and there is a strong coercion in her words.

After listening to Xu Bingqian's words, the entire conference hall was instantly silent, like a gust of cold wind blowing behind him, making the faces of the Xiao family ugly.

At this time, Xiao Xiuyuan, who had never been waiting to see Chen Sanjo's mother and son, showed a look of good show on his face.

"Your Excellency, what you said is a bit excessive, right?"

Xiao Shangwu stood up first, stood in front of Chen Sanjo's mother and son, and confronted Xu Bingqian.

Chen Santiao, after all, is also a descendant of the Xiao family, and the Xiao family's power in the old city of Snow is not weak, but Xu Bingqian directly said that she wanted Chen Santiao to disappear and let the Xiao family disappear.

This is already equivalent to that she didn't take the entire Xiao family into account at all.

"Oh, do you think I'm joking?"

Xu Bingqian's cold light flashed, and when she raised her hand, a palm slapped towards Xiao Shangwu like thunder.

"Bang!"

It was just an understatement of the palm, but it forced Xiao Shangwu, who was already a great martial artist to cultivate the fourth grade, back more than a dozen steps, his face became pale, his chest was surging with blood, and a mouthful of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.

"Fourth brother!"

"Uncle!"

Chen Sanjo's mother and son hurriedly went over and supported Xiao Shangwu.

"Uncle, you shouldn't have come forward!"

Chen Santiao's eyes had a cold glint in his eyes, and he glared at Xu Bingqian angrily, and there was a trace of blood in his pupils.

"Waste is waste, wild seeds are wild seeds, and we must have the consciousness of waste!"

Xu Bingqian sneered and looked at Chen Sao in front of her, opened her lips lightly, and spit out a word without moving.

And her confidence comes from her own strength, the ice attribute of the third-grade great martial artist, two grades higher than Xiao Shangwu.

"Waste?"

Chen Sanjo's fists were clenched, his lips were clenched, his heart trembled slightly, and his whole body was trembling.

couldn't help but sigh for a while, he had suffered a lot of cynicism in the Xiao family over the years, but he always had a bottom line in his heart, that is, his mother and uncle must not be bullied.

At this moment, seeing his mother and uncle being insulted, there was a pride in his chest, and he rose from his chest.

Chen Sao took a step, clenched his fists, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he looked directly at Xu Bingqian and said:

"Shame for the day.

I, Chen Santiao, made a note of it!

In a year's time, I will come to Liuli Academy to find you in person!"

The fifteen-year-old boy, under Xu Bingqian's aggressive situation, finally forbears it, becomes angry, and speaks a word, which makes everyone in the council hall stunned on the spot.

However, at this moment, the faces of Xiao Zhan and the four elders were cold.

They didn't expect that this usually obedient teenager who never made a move under the sneers of the Xiao family was scolded by the people in the family as a waste and a wild seed.

Today, he was the first person to stand up after the humiliation of the Xiao family.

One year, from a third-grade martial artist to a fifth-grade martial artist.

That in itself sounds shocking.

Why did he make such a vow?

Is it just grandstanding in front of everyone?

What's more, Xu Bingqian is a well-known demon genius, and she may have stepped into the realm of martial arts a year later.

"Oh, really, do you think you can defeat me? A third-rank martial artist is actually making a big fuss in front of me?"

Xu Bingqian raised a sly smile slightly, her chin was slightly cocked, and she looked disdainful, this was a provocation to the young man.

Today's Chen Santiao is an ant-like existence in her eyes, she is fifteen years old this year, past the best age for cultivation, and wanting to surpass her is simply a joke.

The point is that he must also enter the Liuli Academy.

"At that time, I'm afraid it will be a problem for you to even enter Liuli Academy, right?" Xu Bingqian said with a smile.

Chen Santiao was unmoved, how could he not know what Xu Bingqian meant, it was nothing more than deception, using some means, and then he could logically turn Chen Santiao out of Liuli Academy.

"Wherever I am, I'll beat you with my own hands!"

Chen Santiao's immature face sank, and there was a trace of coldness in his immature words.

Then, his eyes were fixed on Nangong Fenghua, who was looking at Chen Sao arrogantly, full of disdain in her eyes.

"Mother, let's go!"

Chen Sao turned around, hugged Xiao Yuqing, and was about to walk towards the door.

"Stop!"

At this time, the old man who had not spoken in his seat suddenly stood up and said, "Today, we are here for your marriage contract with Nangong Fenghua!"

Chen Santiao's expression was slightly stunned.

Engagement?

Xiao Yuqing's face was also stunned, and the people of the Xiao family were stunned.

You all know what's going on!

Chen Santiao frowned, and he was very funny in his heart.

"Marriage contract?" he turned and looked at the old man standing there, suspicious.

"That's right, since you've all spoken, shouldn't you sign the marriage contract today?" the old man took out the divorce contract that had been prepared long ago.

Chen Santiao looked slightly stunned, he didn't expect them to be so well prepared.

He glanced at Nangong Fenghua, he wanted to have nothing to do with such a person, but the arrogance of the young man, as well as the rudeness of Xu Bingqian and Nangong Fenghua just now, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on, but if you need to get out of the marriage, you go to the person who made the contract. Chen San's eyebrows sank.

He continued:

"Also, a one-year appointment, I, Chen Santiao, will never let you be stable, whether you are the Nangong family or the Chen family!"

Chen Santiao grabbed Xiao Yuqing's wrist and walked out of the door of the conference hall, his back was stretched by the light in the room, for some reason, at this moment, no one in the hall laughed.

Laugh at his inadequacy.

Instead, they all watched the departure of Chen Sanjo's mother and son, and even the four elders who had always been dissatisfied now had a solemn face.

Perhaps, what today's young people are thinking in their hearts is exactly what they think more, this is the last thing that the Xiao family should lose - blood!

Xiao Zhan also stood up at this moment, looked at the few people sitting down, and said with an extremely cold expression:

"A few, I'm sorry to send it away!"

Xu Bingqian and Nangong Fenghua wanted to make a move, but they were blocked by the old man and kept shaking their heads.

Xu Bingqian and Nangong Fenghua didn't know what realm Xiao Zhan was sitting on, but he knew.

That's the Seven Grades of the Great Martial Artist.

Now he is only the sixth rank of the Great Martial Master, only one level higher than Xu Bingqian!

The three of them walked away in a huff.

Out of the gate of the Xiao family.

Xu Bingqian frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, why don't you let me make a move?"

The old man's name is Mei Yun.

Mei Yun said with a cold expression: "The three of us may not be Xiao Zhan's opponent when we join forces. ”

When Xu Bingqian heard this, her expression froze, and she said coldly: "After I go back, I will let his entire Xiao family be buried for him!"

"Mentor Chen, his name is Chen Sanjo, right? I think if he has always been a waste, then that's it, if he can really cultivate, I think he will be an extremely terrifying person in the future!"

Nangong Fenghua's expression was cold.

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Chen Sao and Xiao Yuqing returned to a grass house.

Xiao Yuqing looked at Chen Santiao with some strangeness in her eyes, and always felt that today's Chen Santiao had changed.

"Mother, I'm sorry!"

Looking at Xiao Yuqing, who was full of worry, Chen Santiao's eyes instantly moistened.

"In a year, Sanjo will definitely wash away today's humiliation for you and yourself!"

Chen Sao clenched his fists, his face was cold, and his eyes were extremely resolute.

"Hey!"

Xiao Yuqing sighed lightly, looked at the stubborn Chen Santiao, her brows tightened, and said:

"Sanjo, you really look like him, I'm sure you ......"