The Valley of Hundred Flowers, as one of the two huge forces of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, is located on the Hundred Flowers Mountain a few kilometers away from the imperial capital of Tianlong City.

In the hinterland of Baihua Mountain, there is a large valley surrounded by cliffs and only one path can pass. This valley can be said to be a one-man gate, truly easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is the second generation of the Hundred Flowers Valley, the first generation of disciples and its core location!

On the top of a hill in the valley, the morning clouds and mist shrouded on it, looking like a fairyland!

The sunlight gently shone through the mist and poured on a woman in a white warrior suit on the grass on the top of the mountain.

At this time, her eyes were slightly closed, and her hands formed a strange handprint, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, driving the aura that entered her body, and slowly moving along the meridians.

"Alas! Failed again!"

When the morning mist cleared and the warm sunlight shone directly on her, a helpless murmur slowly spat out from her cherry-like seductive little mouth:

"I was stuck at the peak of the Nine-Star Martial Spirit for more than two months, it seems that I should go out for a walk and go to the Heavenly Dragon Beast Domain to practice!"

As soon as the inaudible murmur fell, she opened her slightly heavy eyelids, revealing a pair of ethereal eyes that were extremely beautiful.

It's just that although these ethereal eyes are beautiful and incomprehensible, they don't have the slightest emotion, and even reveal a trace of coldness.

There is no trace of emotion on the good-looking face, and no matter who looks like it, there is a sense of coldness that rejects people.

"Sister Bingbing, your father is here, let you go and see him!"

Seeing that Leng Bingbing had finished his cultivation and had been waiting here for a long time, the maid hurriedly said in a respectful voice.

"Why is he here?"

Hearing this, the cold willow leaf brows couldn't help frowning, and a little displeasure appeared between the eyebrows, but it was fleeting.

Then she got up slowly, but instead of rushing to see her father, she came to the edge of the cliff and stared at the steep cliff that towered into the sky opposite.

The mountain wind blew, and the power suit on her body was tightly attached to her skin, making her proud figure look more concave and convex, graceful and moving.

Gradually, a serious, indifferent but sunny young man's face appeared in a trance.

"I'm sorry!"

After the low murmur slowly spat out of his mouth, Leng Bingbing felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife, and he felt pain.

Two streaks of mist also quickly converged in her eyes without the slightest emotion, and finally turned into two drops of crystal, flowing down her smooth and white face, dripping on her full breasts.

"Some people say that you are a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests and not daring to come out, others say that you have been caught by the people of the Feng family and secretly imprisoned, and others say that you ...... You're dead!"

"I don't believe what they say. I know you, you are an iron-clad man! I firmly believe that under the arrest of the Feng family and the Hundred Flowers Valley, you are still strong and alive! Today's evasion is just for tomorrow's revenge!"

"Time flies so fast, this moment of hard work, a whole year has passed. A year ago today, I gave you my first kiss, but it was ...... Sorry ......"

Thinking of this, sad tears flowed out of my cold and slightly closed eyes like a beaded curtain with broken threads.

In the end, she was a little out of control, and she sat on the edge of the cliff, crying bitterly, and the sobbing sound of "woo" floated back and forth between the cliffs.

"Sister Bingbing, what's wrong with you?"

The waitress looked flustered, and her hands reached out together and grabbed her cold arms tightly, as if she was worried that she would not be able to think about it and jump directly from the cliff.

"It's nothing, I think of some sad past!"

Realizing that he was a little out of shape, Leng Bing hurriedly stabilized his extremely sad emotions, and his hazy eyes glanced at the vague shadow in front of him.

"You married Yu'er as your wife, and you had an affair with the little elder Xiao Qingya and the princess Feng Yuyan, you must have already hurt me, your first love, deeply...... Forgot about it, right?"

Gently wiped the tears on his face, and after squeezing out an extremely bitter smile on his pretty face full of tear stains, he turned around and left here coldly.

In the spacious and bright hall, a middle-aged man in a luxurious black brocade robe was sitting on a chair with a gloomy face, and the palm on his thigh was beating impatiently.

He is the head of the Leng family in Nanyang City and the cold father Leng Hanjiang.

At this time, Leng Hanjiang was anxious and annoyed, because a heaven-given opportunity that could make the Leng family soar and ascend to the sky in one step was in front of him, and whether he could seize the opportunity or not was all on his daughter Leng Bingbing.

But 100,000 anxiously wrote a letter asking Leng Bingbing to go home, but Leng Bingbing didn't seem to have received the letter, and he hasn't gone back yet.

As a last resort, under the urging of the family elders, Leng Hanjiang hurriedly came to invite his baby daughter back!

"This girl, she is really getting bolder and bigger, and she even dares to go against what I, the patriarch and the elder council have decided together?"

Thinking of this, Leng Hanjiang's face was gloomy like a thick cloud before a storm, and in a fit of anger, he grabbed the teacup on the table.

Just about to slam it on the ground, he suddenly thought that this was the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and it was not a place for him to lose his temper wantonly, so he put the teacup back again.

But in his anger, the strength of his hand was a little stronger, and the teacup slammed heavily on the table, and the tea spilled all over the table, and it also got a little bit on his face and body, which looked a little funny.

Just as Leng Hanjiang took out a handkerchief and was about to wipe the water off his face, Leng Bingbing, accompanied by the maid, slowly walked from outside.

At this time, she changed into a long white dress, and a small red flower in full bloom was embroidered on her left chest. From a distance, it looks like a small flower, but in fact, it is a patchwork of a hundred smaller flowers with different postures, which is the symbol of the core disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley.

"Father, why are you here?"

As soon as he walked into the hall, a cold sound like a fairy sound slowly spit out from his expressionless cold mouth.

It's just that she said this sentence at the air, and her eyes without any emotion always looked straight ahead, and she didn't even look at Leng Hanjiang, as if Leng Hanjiang, who was staring at her with fire, was not her biological father, but a stranger!

"You still have my father in your eyes? I have written so many letters to you, even if you don't go home, why don't you even reply to a letter? I thought you had become a core disciple of Baihua Valley, so you didn't know about our Leng family?"

Looking at his biological daughter who was getting more and more beautiful, but also getting colder and colder, Leng Hanjiang snorted coldly, and the anger in his heart burned very strongly.

Yu Guang glanced at Leng Hanjiang, who had a gloomy face, coldly teased his long hair that was still slightly wet like a waterfall, and said lightly:

"You should know the rules of our Hundred Flowers Valley, the biennial family leave, which is strictly observed by any disciple, and the core disciples are no exception!"

"Aren't you still able to apply for a special vacation?"

Seeing that Leng Bingbing moved out of the rules of the Hundred Flowers Valley, Leng Hanjiang's anger subsided a little, but there was still a lot of resentment in these words.

After all, he has a disobedient daughter, which makes him, the patriarch, very faceless, and also under pressure from the Council of Elders, so this mood will naturally not be much better.

"Master is out on a trip, and without her permission, I can't apply for that one special vacation!"

Slender fingers wrapped around the wet hair, and said coldly and lightly, that demeanor and demeanor, as if Leng Hanjiang did not exist.

"You should know what I'm here for, right?"

glared fiercely at Leng Bing, who was playing with her hair, knowing that she was there to make excuses for not going home, Leng Hanjiang had a gloomy face and asked angrily.

"If you don't say it, how will I know?" Leng Bingbing continued to pretend to be confused.

Looking at Leng Bingbing, who was disapproving, Leng Hanjiang's face became even more gloomy, his palm slapped heavily on the table, and shouted angrily again:

"You don't pretend to be confused with me there! Feng Zhan marries you as a concubine......"

"It's the ninth concubine!"

Leng Bingbing finally turned his head and gave his father Leng Hanjiang a straight look, but it was the whitest part of the beautiful eyes, and a touch of disdain flashed in the suddenly contracted black pupils, but it was fleeting.

In the past, she may not have had the ability to resist, but now she ...... She is fully capable of making her own decisions!

"That's also a famous concubine, marrying him, that's your great blessing!"

Leng Hanjiang couldn't control his emotions anymore, and stood up "Teng", his gloomy face became extremely hideous at this time:

"Let me tell you, he is not only the city lord of Nanyang City now, but also the new prince of the empire, and he has a great hope of becoming the king of the empire, marry him, you are the future princess, do you understand?"

"He's a prince?"

Leng Bingbing was obviously stunned, "What about Feng Yi, Feng Yi is much better than Feng Zhan's talent, and he is Feng Tianlong's biological son......"

"Fengyi officially announced that he would give up his identity as a prince, devote himself to cultivation, and pursue martial arts!"

Leng Hanjiang suddenly interjected, interrupting Leng Bingbing's doubts, and then saw her sitting there in a daze, as if she was shocked by the news, thinking that she was tempted, so she was overjoyed, and said softly:

"Bingbing, Feng Zhan has officially proposed to our family......"

"I won't marry him!"

Leng Bingbing also interrupted Leng Hanjiang's words, and immediately, her mind moved, and the aura in her body slowly flooded out on her delicate palm.

"Huh!"

Looking at the faint and faint green halo on the outermost layer of his palm, Leng Hanjiang's eyes instantly turned into bull's eyes, his mouth opened wide, he breathed rapidly, and the anger on his face instantly turned into horror.

"Father, I already have a beloved, and I will not marry him in this life!"

The categorical fairy sound fell, and the expressionless cold glanced at the frightened father, and snorted coldly:

"You ...... Die early with the idea of 'selling women for glory'!"

As he spoke, Leng Bingbing got up and walked away quickly, ignoring Leng Hanjiang, who was annoyed by her words.

"You, you, don't forget, you are my daughter, a member of our Leng family! For the sake of the family, you must make sacrifices!"

Hearing his father's angry roar, the unequivocal voice slowly spit out into his cold mouth again:

"I'd rather die standing than live on my knees!" If you force me to be in a hurry, I will betray the Leng family......"

The words "betraying the Leng family" were like a rolling thunder, fluttering back and forth in Leng Hanjiang's ears, making his face instantly turn pale from Tie Qing.

After a while, the expressionless cold came to a certain cave in the back mountain, first bowed respectfully, and then arched his hand:

"The disciple has been trapped in the peak of the Nine Star Martial Spirit for more than two months, and if he wants to go out to the Heavenly Dragon Beast Domain to practice, I hereby ask Master for approval!"

After a while, a voice that had experienced vicissitudes of life slowly came out from inside: "Be careful in everything! Don't forget to come back to participate in the Holy Maiden assessment in two years! Cultivate hard, you have great hope!"

"It's Master!"

He replied coldly, and in his eyes without the slightest emotion, he suddenly flashed his passion and desire for the saint.