After all, Xuanyuan is the top family and well-informed. She has also heard that, in those days, the eldest son and second son of Wang Xuxiao, who was a different surname, traveled for three years before returning to Beiliang to escape from marrying into the emperor's house.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng still remains unforgettable. The older generation of Huishan talked about the arrogance of the Iron Cavalry in Beiliang, Zhalonghu Mountain.

At that time, it was not because of the righteousness of our family, but because of the iron hooves that flattened the dragon and tiger, their lips and teeth that were cold.

Xuanyuan had no good ending, so he had to bite the bullet and stand in the same camp with the Taoist priests of Longhushan.

Nowadays, these are no longer important.

What’s important is that she has known all the details of the battle in the reed marsh in Xiangfan.

Without it, as the head of the Jiangdong branch of the world's first building and the first place in the world, she still has authority to check this information.

Nowadays, everyone in the world knows that the first floor of the world and Beiliang are in a cooperative relationship.

The Prince of Beiliang arrived in person. Does this mean that the high-rise building in the world had received her letter of help from her?

Three storms appeared in Jiangnan Road, which helped the Prince of Beiliang.

With all this, the organization's people have also arrived near Jiangdong, which is very likely!

As long as the organization is willing to take action, she will be saved.

You don’t have to accompany that immortal dual cultivation!

In terms of the world, the great master of the celestial realm is the heaven and the god, and cannot be offended.

The master stands tall, who dares to provoke him easily?

But for the world's first floor, in recent days, there have been fewer experts in the celestial phenomena that have been killed?

Even the third in the world, he is now taken away by the organization, his whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown.

Now, I finally waited for a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of dawn.

So, she was ecstatic!

But why has the organization never contacted itself?

Have any concerns?

Or, is it just her wishful thinking?

The first floor won't come to save her at all?

After all, I, the rudder of the Louwailou, was just temporary.

After all, people in the Louwai Tower are not as high as those in the Louwai Tower.

It is not as important and trustworthy as the people in the building.

The helm leader in the capital was killed by others, so the organization retaliated violently, causing Kyoto to flow into a river.

That is the person in the building.

She is both a branch rudder leader, but she cannot compare with her.

As soon as the boat stopped to dock, Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked out of the cabin in a daze.

A lonely boat shot in.

The old Confucian scholar with frosty hair flew across the river and fell to the bow of the boat.

The lonely boat is full of spiritual energy and slowly leans on the riverside.

Seeing the only old man in the family who felt sorry for him, Xuanyuan Qingfeng burst into tears.

An ancient sword was hanging on his waist, and the old man said kindly:

"Who dares to bully my granddaughter? Which boy is it? Grandpa will teach you a lesson."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng lowered his head and said nothing.

The old man smiled and said, "It's not that Prince Beiliang who arrived in Jianzhou, right? This is a problem."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked up, looking shocked.

The old man who returned from a sword contest at the Dongyue Sword Pool was Xuanyuan's weapon. It is rumored that he could control a sword and take his head ten feet away.

His swordsmanship stands out in the southeast.

Even the Dongyue Sword Pond, which is only inferior to the Wu family’s sword tomb, must be regarded as the number one major concern.

The old man said proudly: "So what about the prince of Beiliang? He can bully my granddaughter? I want to see if the one-armed Li Chungang can open the Tianmen with his sword!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng and his grandfather Xuanyuan Guoqi stood on the Wangjiangtai in the Wending Pavilion and stood on the railing.

The Junding Pavilion is built on the cliff, while the Wangjiang Platform suddenly appears, with the mountain wind blowing, and the high places are extremely cold.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng closed the collar of the fur.

The old man with frosted hair smiled and said, "It's cold? You lazy girl, like your father, are unwilling to contribute to martial arts. Practicing martial arts may not necessarily be a fight, killing, strengthening your body is the foundation."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's cheeks were blown red by the strong wind swaying from the river to the walls of Guniugang. He shrank his neck and said coquettishly:

“It’s not too late to learn now.”

An ancient sword hanging on his waist is named Baopu, and Xuanyuan's national weapon smiles without saying a word.

The old man is the only seed of Xuanyuan in Huishan. After his ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan was defeated again and again, he went to seclusion to practice, and the Xuanyuan national weapon supported the beam.

When he was young, he was silent and missed the opportunity to confront Li Chungang, the sword god who could be called Li invincible at the time.

In the past twenty years, he became famous and had the first battle to go down the mountain. He chose the hardest Wu family sword tomb as a sword-shaving stone.

Forced the Wu family's King Su sword to be unsheathed, and Xuanyuan's weapon is still honored even though it is defeated.

He was praised by the martial arts world for his late success.

All my friends have been with Lao Cang over the years. Not long ago, I went to the Dongyue Sword Pool and defeated six sword puppets with one sword, following Deng Tai'a's reputation.

There are rumors in the world that Xuanyuan Kingdom will replace Wang Mingyin and become the eleventh in the world. I don’t know whether it is true or false.

Xuanyuan Guoqi whispered: "I heard that Li Chungang is next to the prince of Beiliang."

The old man flicked his fingers and the ancient sword inside the sheath trembled, which actually overshadowed the howling mountain wind, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng was no different.

The old man sneered: "Li Chungang used to be a sword fairy spirit, and when he became a lackey in Beiliang, it was really disappointing!

I thought that when Jianchi returned, I went to find this sword master to compete. Although it was easy to deal with, I wonder if Li Chungang deserved to be unsheathed with this Pupu sword!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled and said, "The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Isn't that old man the eighth?"

Xuanyuan Guoqi smiled indifferently and said, "Girl, don't use the trick of provoking generals. Do you know that the sword realm has been regressing and you want to be brave and diligent, especially the master of Li Chungang, the difficulty is not worse than that of overcoming the tribulation and ascension?

As long as it is not the first level of the Sword Immortal, your grandfather can fight.

If this eighth is the eighth one, it would be okay. If it was just thinking about Li Chungang’s unparalleled heroic figure back then and only gave him a name, I might as well expose the fig leaf.

It is better to be defeated by the Baopu sword without a Trojan horse and a cow and an arm than to be used as a stepping stone by those young young people."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand and said, "Girl, go first, don't get blown out the cold. Your father, who is so obsessed with studying, will be nagging me for a while."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face was dull and he left the Wending Pavilion.

After reading books and dementia, how can the Xuanyuan family, which is crowded with martial arts, gain a foothold?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked in the pavilion, with bookshelf erected on both sides, and a slender hand slowly smeared the secret of the pronunciation of the first word, her eyes were dull.

These ancient books that you touched with your fingers are all the martial arts secrets you have always dreamed of. She has read most of them and kept them in her mind.

Because she knew that once she got married, even if she wanted to marry a son-in-law, she would no longer be allowed to enter the Yongding Pavilion.

Therefore, she has worked hard to memorize the secret book content over the years, one by one, one by one.

I hope to find a man who can rely on in the future to prosper the eldest son's house, which was consumed by the scholar's father, and restore the atmosphere that the bulk should have.

After walking out of the Wending Pavilion, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked determined.

An old woman who took care of Xuanyuan Qingfeng grew up running hurriedly and whispered:

"Miss, Yuan Tingshan is back.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng calmed down, said oh, there was no further information, and he had no intention of asking.

The old woman's face was anxious, her voice lowered a lot, and she said, "The person is dead, and the body is sent back."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood there in a daze, and was distracted.

The old woman said pitifully: "Miss, Yuan Tingshan will die if he dies. I'll find another young man to cultivate it carefully."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's lips were blue and white, and he murmured: "There is no chance."

She suddenly turned around, walked through countless bookshelf at the attic, came to Wangjiangtai, and knelt behind Xuanyuan Guoqi with a pounce.

The old man who was perfect in Qi Gongfu was just silent and did not ask.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng put his hands and knees on the cold and bone-black green jade ground and said in a deep voice:

"Please save Qingfeng's life!

After a while of silence, Xuanyuan's national weapon said lightly:

"If you want to be humiliating, you must first have the ability to humiliate yourself."
To be continued...