"Bloody Roman." Han Qi's body trembled suddenly, and the two old men beside her changed their expressions and protected Han Qi's sides.

"Offending the Holy One, I deserve death." Han Dingtian knelt on the ground on his knees, lowered his head and looked like he was waiting for death.

The reputation of the Blood Rohmin is too great, it is simply a slightly small-scale Soul Palace, and if you provoke the Soul Palace, life will be worse than death, and if you provoke the Blood Romen, the pigs and dogs will be wiped out!

"Hmph, it's good to be self-defeating." Houston closed his eyes and said coldly.

Hearing this, Han Qi's pretty face turned white, the cultivation of the two clan elders is the mainstay of the family, if the cultivation is abolished, even she will inevitably be punished by the family.

"Miss, it doesn't have to be like this." The fierce color in Han Dingsheng's eyes flashed, and a palm slashed on his right arm, and his right arm was broken in response.

"It doesn't matter if I wait for my self-cultivation, Miss must have a good relationship with the young man next to Houston, if you climb the Blood Lord, it will not be in vain for the two of us in the future, maybe you can leave your name in the family tomb." Han Dingtian said to Han Qi with a miserable face, Han Qi's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and he could only cover his mouth and nod.

"A broken arm?" Houston opened his eyes and looked away.

Seeing that Houston was so unforgiving, Han Dingsheng gritted his teeth, glanced at Han Dingtian, and slapped a palm on his dantian, and then the breath of the two of them was quickly weakened, and the originally straight waist gradually became rickety, and his appearance became three points older, looking like a rotten wood with a short life.

Han Dingsheng bowed to Houston and Han Qi, but he didn't use any strength and only felt that his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground in a whirlwind, and he couldn't get up again.

Seeing that his brother for many years was silent like this, Han Dingtian's eyes showed a look of pain, and two tears flowed out of sorrow.

In the inner hall of the Dragon Gate, Zhang Tian held in his hand a coarse ceramic bowl that was common on the street, and the bowl contained snow-white long strips of flour solids.

After taking a sip of the cool skin, he looked at the light curtain in front of him with great interest.

In fact, everything that happened on the white jade door could not be hidden from him, but it was presented through the light curtain in this way, but it was a different sense of experience like watching TV.

"Bloody Romon, this Houston isn't a good person." Seeing that just the three words of Blood Luomen frightened Han Qi and the others into paleness, Zhang Tian smiled, This is the so-called wicked people have their own wicked grinding.

Xiao Xin's whole body floated in the air, and a pair of incomparably small wings of fighting spirit were stirring behind her.

"If only you were my heir." Zhang Tian shook his head helplessly, although the Doudi bloodline could be given, the effect was not very significant.

After all, one is only partially owned, and even if it is exchanged for blood, it is like rootless duckweed.

If Xiao Xin is his blood, then he will inherit all his bloodline by nature, and it is still unknown that he will be born as a fighting saint.

Although Xiao Xin has an incomparably powerful power in her body, she can't use it.

The wings of vindictive spirit were only condensed because Xiao Xin felt that the wings were "very interesting".

"Ahh was bumped by Xiao Xin flying around, and the cool skin in his hand almost came out of his hand, and he rubbed Xiao Xin's mushroom head angrily and knocked it gently.

"Why did you fly to my side, Daddy hasn't eaten yet." This cool skin is a special supply for the people of Longmen, carefully made, Zhang Tian is a good mouthful.

"I want it too." Xiao Xin grinned, and after speaking, he stretched out his hands and wanted to grab it, there was a power between his hands that was incomparable to Douzun, and he could easily pinch a Venerable.

"Stinky girl, I want to kill my father." After dodging away, Xiao Xin smashed his fist on the ground, and suddenly the entire hall trembled, looking at the big pit in place, Zhang Tian's brows twitched slightly.

Xiao Xin also seemed to know that she had made a mistake, pulling the corners of her clothes with both hands, shaking her head and remembering what to eat at night.

"You, you." Looking at her appearance, they all said that they knew that the son was Mo Ruo's father, Zhang Tian immediately knew that the little girl was thinking about dinner, and shook his head helplessly: "I'll give you a task to go out and accompany Senior Brother Xiao Yan to travel to the mainland." ”

The little witch has grown up and is not as cute as before.

When seven-year-old Xiao Xin heard this, she immediately crossed her waist angrily, and pointed at Zhang Tian with a finger, looking distressed.

"Dog, you've changed."

Zhang Tian's face was cold, and in the evening of the same day, Xiao Xin went down the mountain with a small package in tears.

Looking at Xiao Xin, who was crying under the care of many disciples of Longmen, he let go of himself as soon as he got off the mountain gate, if it weren't for the many magical and fun treasures in the package, it is estimated that Xiao Xin threw the package into the sky at that time.

"Dead girl." Seeing this scene, Zhang Tian laughed and scolded, and couldn't help but smack his tongue for the same acting skills of this actress.

Although Xiao Xin is only seven years old, as the youngest daughter who is most loved by Zhang Tian, she often injects her Doudi bloodline into Xiao Xin's bloodline, and over the years, it can be said that Xiao Xin is already the closest person to his bloodline in the world, although she has not completely inherited it, but it is not much different.

"Who knows what terrible power this little girl's little body contains."

"That's right." Zhang Tian's voice sounded in Xiao Xin's mind, making Xiao Xin, who had just stepped on a yellow wildflower, pause, and then jumped up and down the road as if nothing happened.

It really seems that it's just a little girl who is a little tangled because she stepped on a wild flower.

"Stop pretending, I know you can hear me." Zhang Tian rolled his eyes, with his transcendence of the realm of the Dou Emperor, there was still a place on the Dou Qi Continent where he couldn't transmit his voice? Inexistent.

"Oh, the old man was discovered by you, what do you have to say quickly, I still have to go to Danta to play." Xiao Xin showed an impatient look and waved her hand.

"Don't bother you Grandpa Yaochen......" When it came to the words, Zhang Tian didn't say anything, as if he sensed that something was wrong.

"A word to you Senior Brother Xiao Yan, if he doesn't break through Douzun within three years, he won't have to go back to Longmen, and ..... Tell him to take it easy, and I won't care if he dies. ”

Listening to her father's slightly lacking words, Xiao Xin laughed happily.

"Does it really matter?"

Listening to his daughter's ridiculous words, Zhang Tian's old face was also a little unbearable, and he coughed lightly, and the entire Julong Mountain was full of lightning and thunder.

“...... If you want to make a move, you also feel sorry for my daughter. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Xin's eyes smiled into two small crescents.

"Hmm.... I'll let you go this time, old man. ”

Zhang Yuxin!

The black line on Zhang Tian's forehead jumped, this dead girl is becoming more and more presumptuous, and her father is not screaming now.

After the transmission ended, Zhang Tian no longer paid attention to Xiao Xin's situation, but put his eyes back on the light curtain.

。。。。。

Hundreds of boys and girls dressed in Longmen disciple costumes surrounded a different little girl down the mountain, and the momentum naturally attracted the attention of Houston, Han Qi and others.

Looking at the back of the little girl gradually moving away, and the Longmen disciples standing all over the white jade steps, the young men and their elders who came to apprentice on the bluestone steps suddenly began to discuss.

"There wasn't much of anyone just now, but now it's all full all of a sudden."

"Who's that little girl?"

Han Qi was also occupied by a trace of doubt, looking at the fluttering clouds and white mist under the white jade steps, and secretly thought to himself.

This girl's status seems to be very high, there were not a few Dragon Gate disciples on the white jade steps just now, and as soon as she appeared, she was immediately full of people.

Candle Mo also shook his head helplessly, thinking in his heart.

"Why did that lord put this little witch down from the mountain gate, wouldn't the powerhouses on the continent suffer?"

Thinking that he was too void of the ancient dragon's body, he was still picked up by this little witch and thrown around like a loach, and he had no power to resist at all.

He just shivered all over his body.