Seeing that the clansmen were all looking at him, and even the elders who were holding the meeting came running, Yan Yu Songxuan's eyes widened:

"What are you looking at me, why don't you go back and do your own business?"

The clansmen of the Yan Yu family really don't understand: there is such a big thing in the family, the coercion just now is almost shocking, and the welcoming courtyard is also completely destroyed, but why does the patriarch not give the slightest explanation, and still drive people away?

The patriarchs all opened their mouths to drive people away, and the clansmen had no choice but to go back to their homes full of suspicion, and they went to practice and get busy.

But those elders were not so easy to fool, one by one they were old-fashioned, and their eyes were as round as light bulbs, as if the patriarch was going to protest collectively without giving them a reasonable explanation.

As soon as he saw these old antiques, Yan Yu Songxuan became angry, although these old guys were his elders, but none of them were reliable.

After this incident of his granddaughter Feihong's resistance to marriage, he even wanted to abolish this Bird Elders, what is the use of asking this group of old turtles?

When I had an idea in my heart, I was not polite at all: "You are sick, why are you looking at the patriarch? Get out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yu Songxuan hurriedly turned around and strode out of the welcoming courtyard that had become a ruin.

Those elders are all old, girly, and their movements are very slow, they have never been so untreated by the clansmen, they can't put their faces down, and they really want to find someone to theorize.

But the eldest baby of the human family preemptively smeared oil on the soles of his feet - slipped, and he was still a fart, so he had to be angry in his heart. Extremely aggrieved, he went back to his hometown and sulked.

Hahaha......

The old fellows had just walked away. Wu Potian hiding in space. Sensing the changes in the situation outside the space at all times, he opened his mouth and laughed when he saw the deflated appearance of this group of hateful elders......

Ya, Yan Yu Songxuan, this old antique, has finally opened his mind?

He thought to himself: "Hmph, these old immortals should be beaten and beaten hard! I don't want to bear a heavy burden, and I like to sell the old with the old.

A wolf is a wolf, and what sheep are there?

When he thought that these old guys were going to force his wife to marry someone else, Wu Potian was angry, really, what kind of birdmen are these?

Seeing that all the people were gone, Aunt Qing urged Yan Yu Feihong and said, "Feihong, let's go, all the clansmen are gone, and there are only the two of us left here." So, what are you waiting for?"

"No, Aunt Qing. I could sense his breath, he should have been here just now, but where has he been now?"

Aunt Qing smiled angrily and asked, "Little girl, who is he, could it be that you are so depressed and feverish these days?"

She asked with a smile, and touched Yan Yu Feihong's smooth forehead with concern, and said suspiciously: "I don't have a fever, why are I still hallucinating?"

Yan Yu Feihong Xiafei cheeks and a little twisted coquettishly: "Aunt Qing, you obviously know who he is, but you want to laugh at me, you are really not ashamed!"

"Hmph, that kid, unless he doesn't come, I'm going to break his dog leg when Aunt Qing comes, what kind ......of man does he look like?

Just when the master and the servant were talking passionately and their eyebrows were dancing, Wu Potian quietly came to their side with a smile.

It's just that his aura was too hidden, until he stood in front of them, and the master and servant didn't notice it.

It wasn't until Wu Potian deliberately coughed lightly that the two saw him.

Seeing that he really appeared here, Yan Yu Feihong and Aunt Qing were both stunned in surprise, the two cherry mouths opened widely, and their beautiful eyes were round, and they suspected that they were really hallucinating.

Wu Potian, who was smiling at Mimi, saw that they were both sluggish, and immediately shook his hand at them, deliberately squeezing his eyebrows and saying, "Hey, pretty sister, my Wu Potian is finally back!"

After being woken up from the surprise by this bad guy, Yan Yu Feihong immediately opened her phoenix eyes, rushed up angrily, raised her wrist, pinched her pink fist and beat the drum in front of Wu Potian's chest......

After fighting, Wu Potian stopped doing it, picked her up and turned in a circle, Yan Yu Feihong's face was bright red with shame, and shouted: "Villain, let me down quickly, Aunt Qing is still watching from the side!"

Wu Potian, a villain, has always been a completely bad guy, after hearing Yan Yu Feihong's funny words, he immediately laughed and said: "Aunt Qing, if you like to watch it, just watch it, if you don't like it, just close your eyes, hahaha......"

Aunt Qing, who was still overjoyed by the meeting of the two, immediately turned her head aside after hearing these two words.

She thought to herself, "Hmph, these two little guys, it's so unseemly, do you have such a hug in front of people?"

Wu Potian hugged her for more than a dozen turns, and quickly tapped her lips a few times, making Yan Yu Feihong, who was already ashamed of her pink face, even more embarrassed, and immediately and decisively pushed this color blank away.

As soon as her delicate body was out of Wu Potian's control, she quickly ran to Aunt Qing's side, as if she didn't feel safe if she didn't do so.

Her coquettish behavior couldn't help but make Wu Potian laugh, and after laughing for a long time, she waved her hand, circled the two with Zhenyuan, and stepped forward, and the next moment, the three of them appeared in the lobby of the family elders' house.

And the Yan Yu family's elders' house was still full of people before, and it was crowded, dozens of elders and sect masters of various sects of the family all gathered here to discuss marriage, because Wu Potian made such a fuss, but now it is empty, and only Yan Yu Songxuan is standing alone in the lobby.

As soon as the three of them stood still, Yan Yu Songxuan laughed and said, "Haha, Wu boy, aren't you hiding, and you dare to come out?"

"Hide, hide what?"

Wu Potian gave this old stubborn a fierce look, and then he despised him and said: "Benjun is to solve the trouble for your family, you think everyone is as evil as you, hum!"

"Hey, hey. You're a boiled duck -- the mouth is hard! The patriarch is too lazy to talk to you. Tell me about it. Will the Huangfu family fulfill its promise today?" Yan Yu Songxuan asked a little worriedly.

Wu Potian sneered pitifully: "It's okay if you don't fulfill it, then wait to take it out together and dedicate it to your family, hehehe, I wish they wouldn't admit it, hum!"

"Wait, Wu Potian, what did you just say, Ben Jun, you have cultivated to the Martial Monarch level?" Yan Yu Feihong, who was standing on the side, didn't know what was going on. He asked curiously.

Not only her, but Aunt Qing also had a puzzled face, and her beautiful eyes were full of question marks.

"Hehe, this guy is a freak, not only did he cultivate to the Martial Emperor level, but just now, he also killed two Martial Emperor-level mid-grade masters. Yan Yu Songxuan immediately opened his mouth and helped Wu Potian blow a few words.

It's no wonder that Yan Yu Feihong and Aunt Qing were surprised, because not long ago, maybe it was more than a year or two years. At that time, Wu Potian was still at the peak of the martial arts level.

However, in a year or two. Even if you blow your air, you can't blow it so fast, Martial Monarch level, that's a realm where it is difficult for one person to cultivate ten thousand Martial Kings.

The realm of the Martial King level is all admired by the mountains, let alone the Martial King level?

And the 10,000 grandmaster-level masters, if they want to cultivate to the martial king level, they only hovered between one or two, and the others all died of old age in the grandmaster realm.

Under normal circumstances, if a martial cultivator wants to cultivate to the martial monarch level, it will take at least three hundred years, which is still no realm limit, and if he cultivates to the martial king level, the Divine Feather Flying Heaven Thunder Yama King is relatively fast, and he only cultivated at the age of one hundred and fifty.

But now, Wu Potian has gone from the martial artist level to the martial monarch level, and it only took more than two years to cultivate, how can this not surprise people?

Aunt Qing and Yan Yu Feihong circled around Wu Potian, spinning round and round, as if identifying whether he was a super monster or not.

Seeing that Yan Yu Songxuan was secretly amused on the side.

And Wu Potian was even more of a black line, he blinked his eyes and asked strangely, "Feihong, Aunt Qing, what are you doing?"

"Study you, what kind of monster have you become?" Aunt Qing and Yan Yu Feihong replied in unison.

Their answer almost made Wu Potian tilt his nose, and he secretly said in his heart: "This woman, I really don't know what it is made of! Isn't it just that she has cultivated to the level of a martial artist, what's so strange about this?"

But the two women circled around Wu Potian dozens of times, and they were dizzy, and they didn't understand whether he was a monster or not......

Putting aside these farces, in the remaining two days, Wu Potian officially proposed to Yan Yu Feihong, of course, it was very easy to get the approval of the entire Yan Yu family, and Yan Yu Feihong himself was naturally willing.

So, with a flick of Wu Potian's right hand, more than fifty jade bottles and twenty brocade boxes flew to the incense case in the ancestral hall of the clan.

Only then did he speak: "I came in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring much dowry, so I will use these fifty jade bottles and twenty brocade boxes as dowry."

Among these fifty jade bottles, there are a total of five kinds of pills, each with 500 pills, which are Zhuji Dan, Pei Yuan Dan, Bu Yuan Yiqi Pill, Healing and Poison Removal Pill and Washing the Pulp and Yijin Pill, each of which has its own miraculous effect.

The 20 brocade boxes are some Chinese herbs such as mountain ginseng, purple mushroom, and yellow essence that I usually pick when I pass by, and the years generally range from thousands to hundreds of years, and the effect is still very good.

These should be my dowry gifts to Feihong, patriarch, you see, that's all for you?"

"Okay, why not, this is all good things, not only did you give so many dowries, but you also solved the biggest problem for my family and won half of the mining rights of Mithril, which is a great thing!"

In fact, those elders of the Yan Yu family, when they saw such a large pile of pills and herbs, their eyes had already glowed red, they had lived for hundreds of years, and they rarely saw so many precious pills......

Seeing the demeanor of those elders, Yan Yu Feihong had an indescribable disgust, this time she almost let these old immortals ruin their lifelong happiness.

If it weren't for the strong opposition of herself and her grandfather, she would have been in dire straits now.

After taking care of all the affairs, Wu Potian took Yan Yu Feihong and Aunt Qing together to summon his mount, and the three of them rode the tenth-level Aoki Locust Snake together and flew directly towards the distant Longxiang City.

However, as soon as they arrived at the Longxiang Martial Arts Academy, they arranged the residence of Yan Yu Feihong and Aunt Qing, and as soon as Wu Potian entered his dormitory, he saw Situ Yinghua crying on his face, and he was sighing in the dormitory...... (To be continued.) )

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