In that market center in Pink Town, there was no longer anyone fighting.

Tranquility returns, the waves are calm and the wind is calm.

Ling Zhen put away the sword cultivation form, and the fire spirit returned to his senses, and he jumped to the surface of the forest again.

As soon as he stood down, Ji Du and Luo Hu, the two god generals, knelt down on one knee in front of the young Rao, and the meat god was very respectful to Luo Hu, he was full of confident expressions, and said loudly: "Young master, the enemy is dead, and the task has been successfully completed!" ”

Ling Zhen quickly pursed his lips, beckoned impatiently, and said, "I saw it, I saw it, I'm not blind." Okay, good job, let's go back to the ruins of wine and meat, remember to come out next time I call you, don't be so procrastinating, you know? Get out of here. ”

"Yes, young master!"

The two great gods who protected the wine and meat without merit shouted in unison, and immediately, both of them escaped into the Zheng of the wine and meat bracelet on Ling Xiaoxiao's wrist

You can start drinking and eating meat all day long, and have a happy time without restraint.

After the god general disappeared, Ling Zhen, whose robe had been torn out of many openings, breathed steadily, and walked slowly to Shang Zhengqi's corpse.

Bent down, from the body of the headless corpse, he quickly peeled off the green shirt "Blue Emperor", shook it vigorously a few times, and whispered to himself: "It's easy to do with this." ”

Then he put this Qingdi robe into the finger ring and kept it properly.

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned his head, and looked at the heroic woman who was still standing in place, not moving much—Dongfang Nalan in an edelweiss jacket.

"Hey, Oriental girl, what's the matter? Silly? ”

After Ling Zhen got the green shirt robe, he didn't approach, just separated from a distance, and greeted with a smile, "It's nothing for you here, let's go, go back to your own home, and find your own mother to go to school."

Dongfang Nalan didn't seem to have recovered from the battle just now, and he was still silent, standing in place with some dementia.

Ling Zhen was helpless, so he stepped closer, came to the body of the woman in the snow jacket, smiled slightly, and asked in a gentle and flat tone: "Oriental girl, I guess, you don't have the idea of fighting with me anymore, right?" ”

Dongfang Nalan looked at Ling Zhen intently with extremely complicated eyes, and there was anger and dissatisfaction in his eyes, as well as jealousy and envy, and even a trace of appreciation, to name a few, which could be described as wonderful.

It's just that she has no room to refute Ling Zhen's words.

I really don't have the idea of fighting anymore!

In the battle of Shicai, Ling Zhen controlled the fiery knight law and fought with the green shirt sword cultivator, Dongfang Nalan watched the battle from the sidelines, and he was really stunned.

I can't figure out why this young man in a green robe who is the same age as himself is so powerful and powerful? Why can't I live or die to this extent?

"Oh, yes! How did you live? Are you dumb or what's wrong? ”

Just when Ling Zhen was really curious, and waved his right hand in front of the Dongfang girl's eyes, trying to get her to speak, Dongfang Nalan, who was covered in snow-white, suddenly became excited and shouted behind Ling Zhen: "Dad! ”

"Haha, just call me 'Gan Die', you don't need to call your dad so directly."

Ling Zhen subconsciously begged for a bargain, and instantly realized that something was not right, and there must be someone behind him, so he hurriedly turned around and looked behind.

In that direction, I saw two extremely tall men, walking slowly towards this side.

One middle-aged, one young.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a snow-colored robe, with a majestic demeanor and a majestic demeanor, he was a rare man that Ling Zhen had seen who was not inferior to his father Ling Pu in terms of instruments.

Even if the gods descend on the mortal earth, I am afraid that it will only be so!

And the young man who accompanied him, looking at about thirty years old, dressed in white and snow, beardless, beautiful, and shocking, with handsome facial features like a character coming out of a fairy painting.

Ling Zhen's clothes are tattered at the moment, his appearance is more embarrassed, looking at the person who came is too handsome, betting that it is rare in the world, subconsciously secretly comparing with it, he actually feels that he is not as good as the other party, and he is ashamed of himself.

The earth has the biggest face, and the young master of Shenshan Villa has always had a good face.

Today this is an exception.

Although it was difficult to admit it in person, Ling Zhen still really believed that this white-clothed young man with a very handsome face and a very immortal style was the pinnacle of the beautiful men he had seen in his life.

It's still the kind that can't be high!

Whether it is the facial features or the overall temperament, whether it is a rough look or a closer look, in all aspects, it must surpass himself at this time, and it is a lot stronger.

The two people in white robes and white clothes had already approached, and Dongfang Nalan, who was wearing a snow-colored velvet jacket, also ran over quickly.

After arriving in front of the white-robed middle-aged Rao, the woman who was handsome but still half a head shorter than her lowered lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "Dad, you're here." ”

The middle-aged Ru, who was majestic, nodded, her voice was muddy and powerful, and she said in a deep voice: "Nalan, if you run around again in the future, Dad won't take you with you next time he goes out." ”

At this time, Ling Zhen already understood very clearly what kind of person this snow-robed man in front of him was.

One of the top ten masters of the Hanlanzhou Terran Race, the master of the Stone Breaking Mountain - Dongfang Xiuwu!

This person has pursued martial arts all his life, and with the word "martial arts" that is extremely pure, he has entered the eighth-order avenue realm.

has an immortal and immortal, especially regenerative "torture physique", but because of the early years of the martial arts competition lost half of the punch, and willingly surrendered the title of "martial god" to the Jinxiu Dynasty Shenyuan Domain King Ling Pu, not greedy for half of the fame.

A snow-capped mountain stone shattered, condensed nearly half of the continent martial arts, spirituality is abundant, the number of qi is incomparable, all those who practice on the top of the mountain, the speed of cultivation growth will advance by leaps and bounds.

And Dongfang Xiuwu, as the master of the mountain, will never excessively hinder the monks who come up to the mountain to absorb the spiritual energy.

As long as the circumstances are not too excessive, and the impact is not so bad, take some luck down the mountain, it will be completely fine, and you will not be held responsible.

It can really be described as an extremely generous and unstingy No. 1 "martial arts rich man"!

This is also the specific reason for the widely circulated saying, "Go down to the East and go out of the Martial Arts".

There was once a man who was good at contemplating the spirit, and there was a rather exaggerated statement, but it was almost accepted by the monks.

That is, if Han Lanzhou loses the Stone Breaking Mountain and dies the Dongfang Martial Cultivator, then the martial arts qi of the entire human race, conservatively estimated, will be at least three to four percent!

The name of Dongfang Xiuwu, for Ling Zhenlai, the son of the Terran Martial God Ling Pu, has already reached the level of thunder, I don't know how many times I have heard it repeatedly, even if I have Alzheimer's disease, most of them will remember it.

However, today it was the first time I saw the true face of a real person, Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of the Divine Mountain Villa, but he was still impressed by the domineering aura of the Eastern Mountain Lord.

In the past, I just heard about it, and I was already fascinated by it.

When we met today, I was sure that I didn't worship the wrong person!

Such majestic and extraordinary top heroes, looking at the vast blue continent, are all counted on their fingers.

The name is well deserved, and it is really worthy of being able to be mentioned by his father over and over again, and he often talks about the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the legendary power!

Ling Zhen, a young man with enthusiasm in his chest, didn't care about the tattered robe on his body at the moment, and took the initiative to walk quickly to the front.

Then Ling Zhen was in front of the white-robed middle-aged man who was taller than himself, bowed his fists very respectfully, made a big salute, and said bluntly: "The junior has seen Uncle Dongfang!" I have admired the name for a long time, and today I finally see it, and I have no regrets in my heart. ”

The middle-aged man, who was covered in white and had a very majestic appearance, was slightly puzzled, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "...... are you?"

Dongfang Nalan, the snow-jacketed woman standing beside her, helped Ling Zhen report to the house, "Dad, his name is Ling Zhen, and he is the son of Ling Pu of the Divine Mountain Villa." ”

Dongfang Xiuwu, the father of Dongfang Nalan, was taken aback when he heard this, and his emotions suddenly became excited, he hugged the shoulders of his junior Ling Zhen, and asked excitedly: "Are you really the son of the owner of that Ling Village?!" ”

Ling Zhen naturally nodded yes.

Dongfang Xiuwu let go of his arms, and with a shallow smile on his face, he was no longer the expression of not being angry and arrogant, but seemed very approachable.

He looked at Ling Zhen's body carefully, and saw that the latter was a little embarrassed.

After all, Ling Zhen knew that he had experienced the battle between Shicai and Qingtan Swordsman, and his current posture could not be called a handsome word.

This damaged and disheveled battle robe really looked embarrassed, and even somewhat embarrassed the face of the Ling family.

"Why is the virtuous nephew dressed a little ......?"

Before Ling Zhen could speak, Dongfang Xiuwu, the master of Shi Po Shocking Mountain, couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

Ling Zhen smiled embarrassedly, and then told everything that had happened since he entered this Red Pink Town from beginning to end.

Among them, he had a conflict with Dongfang Nalan, how he was assassinated by Shang Zhengqi, causing his robe to be cut by sword qi, and so on, without reservation, he told himself about the uncle Dongfang who had always respected him.

Hearing this, Dongfang Xiuwu's face was a little serious, he coughed deeply, tightened his brows, turned his head, and looked at his daughter.

The latter was silent for a moment, obviously frightened by his father's sternness, stiff, not daring to say a word, not even daring to come out.

Shi Po Shocking Mountain Lord was soft-hearted, let go of his own daughter, sighed slightly, and then turned to Ling Zhen and said: "This girl of mine, she has been pampered since she was a child, and she and her mother have spoiled me, she is too domineering and willful, and she can do whatever she wants!" It's clear that it's nothing, but I always fantasize about what kind of charlatan woman I am, alas. I'm a father, it's not ...... to compensate my daughter to my nephew."

"Hey, uncle, don't do that!"

Ling Zhen hurriedly bent over and straightened Dongfang, who bowed to him, unwilling to accept such unruly etiquette from his predecessors.

Seeing that her noble father apologized for herself, Dongfang Nalan, as a daughter, buried her head deeply, and no longer raised it at all, feeling ashamed and uncomfortable.

Ling Zhen glanced at the woman in the snow jacket with a kind appearance, her chest was quite comfortable, she smiled innocently, waved her hand generously, and said with a smile: "Since everything has passed, and everything is open, then there is no need to say anything, they are all family." ”

Dongfang Xiu gave a thumbs up to his junior from the bottom of his heart, and praised: "The virtuous nephew is really broad-minded, and he deserves to be the beloved son of the owner of Shenshan Villa!" ”

Ling Zhen used such praise words, laughed for a while, and asked curiously, "I wonder why Uncle Dongfang came to Red Pink Town?" Thousands of miles away, so what? ”

Dongfang Xiuwei smiled freely, turned his head and looked at the young man in white standing beside him, the old mountain lord was kind and pleasant, and explained to Ling Zhen: "About half a year ago, I communicated with the owner of Ling Zhuang, and talked about some dates and plans, the purpose of my trip down the mountain is to go to the Divine Mountain Villa to visit Ling Zun, if I can, I hope to be in the mountain villa...... Let's have a 'competition between the two generations'. ”

After hearing this, Ling Zhen, the son of Shenyuan Shizi, immediately raised his eyebrows, a little unexpectedly, and immediately shouted: "Ah? ”