Above the restaurant, Jun Qinghan's body shook suddenly, looking at the empty sky, and felt a little shocked in his heart, "Father?!"

After the black-robed young man passed, he then showed a smile, Jun Zangtian was able to escape from the Heaven Cutting Tower, it was the best for him, although the two had never met, but the relationship between father and son in blood could not be erased, and Jun Qing was cold and dark, there was still a trace of good impression of the son of Zangtian on this continent, "Thank you to the Holy Snow Envoy." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jun Qinghan said to the void with a fist.

There was no response in the void, but the Great Elder Luo Feng showed a slight smile and said: "Unexpectedly, more than twenty years ago, the Son of Heaven escaped from the Heaven Cutting Tower, and now the Son of Heaven has also escaped, how did they do it, how many White Flag peak powerhouses have been trapped and killed in the Heaven Cutting Tower, and they actually escaped, it's really incomprehensible."

"Dare to ask the Holy Snow Envoy senior, I don't know where my father is going now?"

Jun Qinghan raised his head and asked.

"Go straight to the south, that is the direction of the Hidden Clan, and at the same time the direction where the Reverse World Tomb is located, I don't know where he is going", Jun Qinghan's ears suddenly sounded a cold voice, "Moreover, an hour after Jun Zang Tian came out of the tower, he was intercepted and killed by the Heavenly Clan, and now he has left safely."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Jun Qinghan couldn't help but show a little gloom between his eyebrows, "Heavenly Clan, it's Heavenly Clan again!"

"There is no need to worry about Qinghan", Luo Feng thought that Jun Qinghan was worried about Jun Zangtian's safety, and said, "Back then, the Seven Halls of the Heavenly Clan had not succeeded in besieging the two Sons of Heaven, presumably it is even more difficult for the Celestial Clan to balance the Zangtian Son today, and a person can bear more than twenty years of loneliness alone, and his Xuan Gong may have already reached another realm."

Jun Qinghan pursed his lips and smiled, he is not worried about Jun Zangtian's safety for the time being, as long as the disappearance of the Zangtian Son from the mainland is rumored, Wanjun Pavilion will inevitably reappear Qinglian, he is not fighting alone.

"Great Elder, let's hurry up to the Snow Clan, I guess I should also make a trip to Wanjun Pavilion", Jun Qinghan said with a sip of wine.

Speaking of this, Luo Feng's face darkened again, and said, "Stinky boy, you give me a little honesty, if you don't make things clear, don't think about going back to Wanjun Pavilion!"

"I don't know, what happened to Ning'er?"

Jun Qinghan looked at Luo Feng and asked heavily, and his heart couldn't help but feel anxious for a while, and with Jun Qinghan's question, Luo Feng's face became a little ugly, and he said coldly and hoarsely:

"Ning'er is pregnant!"

Jun Qinghan's eyes widened, and he fell asleep and stuck in his throat, almost choking Jun Qinghan. Without waiting for Jun Qinghan to reply, Luo Feng continued:

"It's been a few years, and we've only noticed it recently!"

Hearing this, Jun Qinghan's brows tightened together, carefully considering Luo Feng's words, and suddenly, the black-robed young man laughed, full of a sense of pleasure, "I didn't expect that my Jun Qinghan will also have a future, and I will also be a father!"

"Sit down for me!"

When Jun laughed lightly, Luo Feng's face turned completely cold, and he shouted angrily, "Sit down for me!"

The hoarse voice sounded in Jun Qinghan's ears like thunder, shaking Jun Qinghan's body for a moment, and he immediately made it down, and his originally happy mood became inexplicably depressed with Luo Feng's angry shouting.

"Do you know that if a Snow Clan woman is pregnant, if she doesn't have a Snow God Soul, she is sacrificing her life!"

Luo Feng stared at Jun Qinghan with a low voice, and roared in a low voice, "Without the Snow Spirit, the Snow Clan's woman is not pregnant for nine months, but for nine years, eighteen years, and twenty-seven years...... Eighty-one years ......" there was a tremor and a trace of sadness in Luo Feng's voice, "and during pregnancy, Xuan Gong will not grow in the slightest, and his essence and blood will also be consumed in order to conceive the fetus in his womb, and the pain in this is far from what you can imagine."

Luo Feng stared at Jun Qinghan's eyes, revealing a trace of killing intent, "And all this is because Ning'er gave you the Snow God Soul!"

Jun Qinghan's heart shook wildly, like being struck by lightning, he froze in place, and his heart was tearing in pain, "In this way, waiting for the birth of the fetus is Ning'er......"

Luo Feng waved his sleeve robe and said, "Exactly!"

When everything was said, Luo Feng's face was still cold, as the great elder of the Snow Clan, he assisted the three generations of clan masters, he watched Luo Ning'er grow up since he was a child, and he had already regarded her as his own granddaughter from the bottom of his heart, when he found out that Luo Ning'er was pregnant, he was furious, and vowed to crush the man's bones and ashes, but seeing this Luo Ning'er losing weight day by day, his heart was like a knife.

After several interrogations, Luo Ning'er never said Jun Qinghan's name, and finally from Luo Wuxian's attack, she knew that there was still such a thing as Jun Qinghan.

On the same day, Luo Feng angrily took the Holy Snow Envoy and went straight to the Yu Clan, since he saw Jun Qinghan and thought of it for a while, the anger in his heart was relieved a little.

"Is there any remedy", Jun Qinghan looked at Luo Feng's dark face here, and asked cautiously, "I know in my heart that Luo Feng didn't come to kill himself."

"Remedy?" Luo Feng looked at Jun Qinghan coldly, "I only know about remedies now, why didn't I know at the beginning, you didn't say anything about the scourge of Ning'er, and let him suffer so much, old man...... The old man really wants to chop you with a knife!"

Above the restaurant, Jun Qinghan looked well-behaved, regardless of the atmosphere, he took a breath, lowered his eyebrows and endured Luo Feng's anger, after a long time, Luo Feng poured a large pot of tea, and said angrily, "Follow me to the Snow Clan first, and other things will be talked about when we arrive."

As he spoke, the two of them waved their robes, rushed out of the restaurant, and headed straight towards the Snow Clan......

However, after half a day, the two of them came to the territory of the Snow Clan, and on the way, Jun Qinghan didn't dare to say a word, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was greeted by Luo Feng's chattering and scolding.

"Meet the Great Elder!"

After crossing the Snow Clan's boundary monument, a middle-aged man appeared in front of the two, with frost-white hair and a resolute face.

"Hurry up and invite the clan master to the Snow Clan Hall, just say that Jun Qinghan has arrived", Luo Feng said indifferently.

A trace of surprise swept across the middle-aged man's face, "Jun Qinghan, the young man on the continent who is in an uproar, what is he doing in my Snow Clan?" The man's strange expression was exchanged for Jun Qinghan's embarrassed smile.

After the middle-aged man left, Jun Qinghan looked at Luo Feng and said:

"Elder, why don't you take me to see Ning Er first!"

Luo Feng waved his sleeve robe and looked at Jun Qinghan coldly, and said coldly, "Now that I know I'm in a hurry, stinky boy give me honesty!"

Saying that, Luo Feng took Jun Qinghan towards the hinterland of the Snow Clan, but in a moment, he directly passed through the three-layer array of the Snow Clan and went straight to the Snow Clan's main hall.

Along the way, passing through the square of the Snow Clan, all the disciples of the Snow Clan looked at the black-robed young man beside the Great Elder, and they all showed a trace of doubt, who was this young man, who dared to walk side by side with the Great Elder.

"Brother Luo Han, who is this person, who is so bold in my Snow Clan!"

The disciples of the Snow Clan gathered in the Martial Arts Cultivation Square, staring at Jun Qinghan and saying suspiciously.

"Heh, who can it be, it's just that the talent is better", the young man called Luo Han said silently, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, "There are indeed many proud sons of heaven who can be favored by the Great Elder, but there are no people who can walk side by side with the Great Elder!"

"Then there is nothing unusual, the great elder takes a fancy to the arrogant son, but there is no one who can compare to Senior Brother Luo Han", someone on the martial arts training ground suddenly said with a smile, "In their hearts, the young generation of the Snow Clan, except for the young master Luo Wuhate, Luo Han is the strongest, and the young master rarely has contact with people, and everyone is naturally closer to Luo Han!"

"No, it is said that the Great Elder left the clan this time to meet the eldest lady's lover!"

Among the disciples of the Snow Clan, someone suddenly whispered, "It seems to be called Jun or something, and I don't know the specifics, after all, with our current ability, we are not qualified to leave the clan."

Hearing the voice that suddenly remembered in the void, Luo Han's complexion changed, and then his expression returned to his previous gentleness, but when he looked at Jun Qinghan, there was a trace of gloomy cold in his eyes.

In the distance, Jun Qinghan felt something, his brows were slightly furrowed and he looked at Luo Han not far away, as if he understood something, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but skim a contemptuous smile, but a trace of murderous intent rose uncontrollably in his heart.

"You're welcome in the Snow Clan!"

Beside him, Luo Feng's face did not change in the slightest, and he looked extremely flat.

"It seems that among the Snow Clan, there is no monolith", Jun Qinghan shook his head as he walked.

The woman is wearing a slightly loose pleated skirt, the lower abdomen is slightly raised, and the snow-white crystal hair is pulled up by a plum hairpin; the woman sits on the windowsill, her hands on her cheeks, looking at the scenery outside the window, falling into contemplation, and on her beautiful face, a trace of longing and resentment flows from time to time.

"Grandpa has been out for half a month, and he hasn't come back", the woman sighed leisurely, her emotions seemed to drop slightly, lying at the window every day, as if waiting for something.

"Sister Ning'er...... Sister Ning'er......"

Outside the boudoir, there was a sudden sound of a woman's beautiful call, which was particularly pleasant, and then the door of the boudoir was opened, and a woman suddenly appeared, looking at the woman by the windowsill with a smile, "Our little Ning'er, what are you thinking, but you're thinking about the old guy from Grandpa Luo Feng", the woman approached, took Luo Ning'er's hand, and said with a light smile.

"Sister Yun'er, you're laughing at Ning'er again!"

Luo Ning'er turned her head, looked at the woman next to her with a hint of blush on her face, and her small mouth pursed slightly, "Sister Yun'er, why do you have time to come to me?"

"Why, I can't come", the woman called Yun'er deliberately kept a straight face, and sighed, "Originally, I also brought a good news, it seems that our Miss Ning'er is not needed, okay, I'm leaving."

"Sister Yun'er......"

Luo Ning'er stood up suddenly, stomped her feet, and said coquettishly.

"What a little girl", Yun's daughter smiled lightly and said, "The Great Elder has returned to the Snow Clan", saying that Yun'er approached Luo Ning'er and whispered in her ear:

"Moreover, there is also our Miss Luo Ning'er's ...... Husband!"