When Jun Xingshi saw the beautiful girl on the top of Lingqi Cliff, he also saw the young man beside the girl.
When Jun Xingshi saw Lin Huang, his brows furrowed slightly.
Then slowly relax.
However, Pei Xiufu clearly caught the look of shock that still remained in Jun Xingshi's eyes after he smoothed over his surprised face.
It seemed that the young man on the top of the mountain below caused Jun Xingshi's mood to fluctuate greatly.
Afterwards, Jun Xingshi slowly waved his arms, and while he was waving his arms, a terrifying coercion suddenly gathered in the void, pressing towards Lin Huanggai without any reason...
throat.
Lin Huang suddenly groaned and felt like there was a Mount Tai above his head, making him somewhat out of breath.
"Brother Lin Huang!"
"It's okay!"
At the top of Lingqi Cliff, Jun Qingcheng spoke, followed by Lin Huang.
Lin Huang raised his head and looked up at the clouds. He stood on the Taixu Kui Dragon and was wearing pitch-black armor. He looked as tall as a middle-aged man at the peak of the world. He straightened his spine slightly and gritted his teeth, forcefully carrying the terrifying pressure of a generation of holy kings.
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In the clouds, Jun Xingshi raised his eyebrows and sneered.
Then he stepped forward.
On the top of the mountain, Lin Huang groaned again, the muscles in his legs began to tremble, his face tensed, and cold sweat overflowed on his forehead. And around Lin Huang, the air also became a little thin due to Jun Xingshi's powerful pressure.
The sound of silk bursting.
Lin Huang gritted his teeth and stared at Jun Xingshi.
He looked stubborn.
Jun Xingshi frowned, and then he stepped out again.
Suddenly, the void around Lin Huang began to show obvious distortions. A strong pressure swept down, causing Lin Huang's body to bulge, and blood began to seep out of his seven orifices...
Jun Qingcheng's expression changed, and she tiptoed towards Jun Xingshi, but before she could walk out, she was grabbed by Lin Huang.
Lin Huang stubbornly shook his head, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, stood upright, and looked directly at Jun Xingshi.
At this moment, everyone in the Qingtian Martial Mansion also discovered the clues.
They looked at the young man in white on the top of Lingqi Cliff, either with confusion, sudden realization, or secret joy...
In the Qingtian Martial Palace, Lin Huang is not very famous. Although he once blocked the entrance of the Martial Palace, killed people from the nine sects, and caused trouble in the Qingtian Martial Palace, he showed up too little after all... Most of the disciples of the Martial Palace only know that he has
Lin Huang is such a person, but he doesn't understand him clearly.
They don't know Lin Huang well, but they know Jun Qingcheng better.
After all, he was the youngest prodigy in the Qingtian Martial Palace, and he also had an extremely enviable appearance.
Many martial arts disciples knew about the relationship between the two.
But I'm afraid there are even more jealous people in the majority.
If Lin Huang hadn't been so famous, or just because of his inconspicuous appearance in the Wu Mansion, he might have been able to fill up that hut in the back mountain with the letters of challenge he received every day.
As for the situation at this moment... many people naturally reacted.
There are rumors that Junior Sister Jun Qingcheng comes from the Xingtian Temple... Once this rumor is believed, then it will become more widely known that Jun Qingcheng has not deliberately hidden her identity. In addition to being the little princess of the Xingtian Temple, there are also
Who could it be.
At this moment, the majestic man in the clouds is her father.
Father-in-law and son-in-law have always been natural enemies!
Now that Lin Huang is not forced to kneel on the spiritual cliff, it is probably a huge gift from Jun Xingshi. After all, in the eyes of most martial arts disciples, the Xingtian Temple is such a huge thing, even though Lin Huang already has
The name of Tianjiao, in the eyes of Xingtian Temple, is still nothing more than an existence that can be wiped out with a snap of a finger.
Above the clouds, Pei Xiufu looked at the forest wasteland below and frowned.
But Pei Xiufu was also helpless.
If someone bullies a disciple of his Qingtian Martial House, even if he relies on his old destiny, he will still have to fight the powerful enemy for two rounds.
However, kings and punishments are different in the world.
Since ancient times, this kind of meeting ceremony between father-in-law and son-in-law has been extremely common. What's more, what is Jun Qingcheng's status and background, and what is Lin Huang's status and background. Although the view of family status is despicable, it still has its own merits.
The reason for existence.
Next to Pei Xiufu, Jun Xingshi looked at the stubborn young man below, his eyes slightly focused.
Then, he slowly retreated.
At the top of Lingqi Cliff, the pressure around Lin Huang gradually dissipated, and Lin Huang couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
However……
Before Jun Xingshi could retreat, he stepped forward fiercely again.
Suddenly, the terrifying pressure rolled down like the vast ocean, instantly pressing Lin Huang's figure to bend, his muscles and bones crackling, and he was about to fall down like a puddle of mud.
Yin.
On the spiritual cliff, when Lin Huang's body could not withstand the pressure that had turned into a real attack, Lin Huang finally drew out a knife and stood in front of Lin Huang.
The blade of the blade is straight and pointed upward.
When the Knife appeared, his bent body straightened up slightly. Lin Huang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jun Xingshi again with bright eyes!
The king is punished and the world is silent.
Finally, his steps retreated, and the terrifying pressure surrounding Lin Huang disappeared in an instant.
Then Jun Xingshi stepped forward and landed next to Jun Qingcheng. He ignored Lin Huang like a stranger and said, "It's been a long time since I came out. You can go home now!"
"Father……"
Jun Qingcheng frowned slightly and glanced at Lin Huang involuntarily.
Jun Xingshi seemed to have not seen Lin Huang, and said to Jun Qingcheng: "Most of the descendants of the aristocratic clans have begun to attack the realm of the Martial Emperor, or have already broken through the Martial Emperor, so... you should return to your clan. Moreover, you
Mother showed signs of recovery half a month ago!"
"Mother is waking up?!"
Jun Qingcheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Jun Xingshi, her face full of surprise.
Jun Xingshi nodded, "How can my father still lie to you? Nowadays, sky patrols, law enforcement, and judgments are all out of the Xingtian Temple. Do you think it's just for my father to show his prestige? In troubled times, returning to the clan is not an easy task. You are outside, and you can't do it."
More dangerous!"
Jun Qingcheng's face condensed slightly, and she slowly lowered her head, "But...but..."
While Jun Qingcheng was speaking, she glanced at Lin Huang.
"Nothing to worry about!"
Jun Xingshi frowned, looking a little domineering, "Go and clean up, I'll have a chat with him!"
When Jun Xingshi spoke, his eyes had already fallen on Lin Huang.
This was the first time he got close enough to observe the forest wilderness.
Seeing Jun Xingshi's indifferent expression and Lin Huangshi's slightly serious expression, Jun Qingcheng's delicate brows were tightly knitted together, and he didn't dare to leave this place at all, for fear that the next moment he would not be able to express his emotions or anger clearly.
His father started the killing spree.
"Go ahead, it's okay!"
Lin Huang turned his head, touched Jun Qingcheng's head, and smiled gently.
Jun Xingshi looked at the intimate figure, his eyes slightly narrowed... like a Shura with his eyes closed!
Jun Qingcheng frowned.
Lin Huang shook his head with rare strength and insisted on asking Jun Qingcheng to leave this place.
In the end, Jun Qingcheng nodded and silently walked towards the back mountain.
At the top of Lingqi Cliff, only two people were left.