"Don't you know best whether I am strong or not?"
Song Xuan blinked and said through the voice: "This little girl I met when I came to the Northern Song Dynasty last time. She is a bit silly and cute. I fooled her for a few words and she believed that I was her biological father!"
"Could your husband be joking?" Yao Yue didn't believe it, "Who in the right family would casually recognize his father just because of a few words from an outsider?"
Song Xuan explained: "Her situation is a bit special. Her father is Zhong Wanchou, the master of the Valley of Tribulations. His strength is just okay, but he has a horse face and looks completely different from Zhong Ling.
I guess this little girl had her suspicions a long time ago, so I made a few random remarks that day, and she believed me. "
Yao Yue was also speechless, "You said you either bullied the elderly or deceived children... But then again, this little girl is really cute and cute. It's no wonder you want such a daughter. I liked it after seeing it." Very."
Zhong Ling looked at Song Xuan pitifully, with crazy hints in his eyes.
Dad, this new love of yours is not going to hit me, right?
Although she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she was relieved at the moment. It was not unfair at all for her mother to lose to the woman in front of her.
No matter from any aspect, my own mother has no competitiveness.
Song Xuan smiled and said: "Okay, Ling'er, please retreat behind my father first. There may be a big battle later, so don't get your blood splattered!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yao Yue let go of Zhong Ling's hand, and the little girl retreated behind Song Xuan. Her mind was still in chaos and she couldn't make sense of the situation in front of her, but she heard a squeaking sound in her ears.
Looking sideways, he found that his lightning ferret had been in Song Qian's hands at some point.
Song Erni held the lightning marten's leg with one hand and fiddled with its tail with the other. She smiled happily, "This little thing is really fun. My eldest niece, how about giving it to me to play with?"
Zhong Ling stared at Song Qian timidly.
As the owner, she knows better than anyone how vicious and poisonous her lightning ferret is.
But in the end, the lightning ferret, which could easily kill martial arts masters, was like a stuffed toy in the hands of the beautiful woman in front of him, and did not dare to resist at all. How terrifying is this woman's strength?
"Who are you?" she asked quietly.
"My name is Song Qian, your father's name is Song Xuan, just call me aunt!"
"aunt?"
"Oh, you're so good!" Song Qian smiled a little weirdly, "As expected of me, you are a descendant of the Song family. From now on, don't call me Zhong Ling. Change your name back to your original name and call it Song Ling!"
Pfft~~
Lian Xing couldn't hold back, "I think it's better to call her Zhong Ling. The name Song Ling is a bit unlucky. Xiao Qian, you don't want anything to happen to your brother, right?"
Song Qian sighed twice, "As if I didn't say it just now, it would be more pleasant to call you Zhong Ling."
As she said that, she pointed at Lian Xing and said, "Let me introduce you to her. Her name is Lian Xing. She is your father's sister-in-law. You can just call her sister-in-law."
Lian Xing patted Song Qian on the arm, her face flushed a little. She was obviously saying something serious, but why did the word "sister-in-law" always feel a bit inappropriate when she said the word "sister-in-law" in Song Qian's mouth?
Zhong Ling snorted secretly, what does my father's sister-in-law have to do with me? She is not my sister-in-law, so I won't scream!
Looking at the dignified and elegant Yao Yue, and then at Lian Xing, whose blushing face had not faded yet and whose eyebrows were full of spring, she couldn't help but sigh to herself. With such stunning sisters, no wonder...
As long as there is nothing wrong with your brain, you will know who to choose.
"Yan Shisan is here!"
At this moment, an exclamation came from the distance, and the noise in the originally noisy valley suddenly stopped. Many people stood up straight in surprise and looked in a certain direction.
Yan Shisan is a famous invincible master in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It is said that this person has not yet entered the realm of Grand Master, but he has reached the extreme level of Grand Master. Wherever he goes, there is killing, and his reputation is so great that it has spread almost throughout the martial arts forests of Kyushu.
For people in the world, the Grand Master is too far away, but Yan Shisan is very close.
This man's whereabouts are strange. No one knows when and where he will appear, but every time he appears, he will cause a bloody storm in the world.
Upon hearing the news of Yan Shisan's arrival, all the martial arts heroes had different expressions, some were excited, some were frightened, some were angry and hateful, and all kinds of complex emotions were constantly intertwined in this huge valley.
Song Xuan was also a little surprised.
He had asked people to inquire about Yan Shisan a long time ago when he was in the Southern Song Dynasty. However, his whereabouts were uncertain and there was no news of his movements. Unexpectedly, he appeared here today.
According to Xuanyi Guard's internal records, the thirteen life-threatening swords practiced by Yan Shisan have evolved into the fifteenth sword, known as the absolute sword of death and annihilation.
But the fifteenth sword seemed imperfect and still had flaws, which made him unable to break through the last bottleneck of the Grand Master and got stuck at the last moment.
In order to take this last step, he began to wander around the rivers and lakes, killing and challenging masters from all walks of life, just to find the opportunity to take the last step in the battle.
Obviously, this time, Yan Shisan chose Leigu Mountain.
Song Xuan had a vague hunch that the reason why Yan Shisan came here was most likely for him!
Following everyone's gaze, I saw a slender and tall figure strolling down the mountain road on one side.
This person's steps were steady, as if he was out hiking and admiring flowers. He didn't care at all about the countless complex glances around him, and he had the feeling of a king patrolling his territory.
This man doesn't seem to be too young, but he doesn't look old at all. He looks in his early thirties, and he can't be said to be handsome or ugly. He's wearing a fitted black robe and the strong evil aura that hits his face. There's something weird and evil about it.
Many people followed his steps and were frightened to retreat. However, some people were not afraid of this man's reputation and took the initiative to greet him.
"Amitabha, poor monk Jiumozhi, and donor Yan, this is not the place you should come!"
Others are afraid of Yan Shisan, but Jiumozhi is not afraid.
As the most eminent monk in the history of Tubo, he not only has the cultivation of a top master, but is also proficient in Xiaoyao Sect's Xiaowuxiang Gong and many Shaolin stunts. He has also mastered the Duan Family's One Yang Finger in Dali and some of the Murong Family's secret arts.
Whether it is cultivation or martial arts skills, he has basically reached the top in the master realm.
Yan Shisan's Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords are certainly terrifying, but his Buddhist secret skills are also boundless. If fighting spirit comes, he may not be weaker than the opponent.
Masters who have cultivated to the Grandmaster Realm, especially those who have united double flowers to enter the Grandmaster Realm, are extremely confident in their own martial arts. This is the belief of a warrior. Unless they clearly perceive that the gap in strength is too big, no one will start a war. Take the initiative to surrender before.
Jiumozhi had two major hobbies in his life, one was martial arts and the other was fame.
Now that Yan Shisan, an excellent tool for building fame, has appeared, how could Jiumozhi give up such a good opportunity?
Are you afraid of Yan Shisan and dare not come forward? Then I, Jiumozhi, will take the lead. This big brother, who will take the lead, will be the poor monk today!
