The man in blue robes whom Ling Zhen called "Uncle Nangong" was holding his seriously injured daughter in his arms. His whole body was shaking with anger, almost to the point of exaggeration.
He is the lord of a city that has shaken Yuancheng from a wealthy dynasty, and his status is similar to that of a dynasty vassal. Even the Yao family must give him three points of courtesy, and they dare not suppress him too much for fear of stroking the tiger's beard.
For Nangong Hantian, a strong man from the Bingyou tribe, such a shocking shame and humiliation has never happened before in his life, and he has never even thought about it!
Nangong Bingning, the eldest daughter of the Nangong family, suffered severe damage to her natal sword Frost Dragon and severe internal injuries. She was unable to hold on. After saying "I lost" to her father, she rolled her eyes and passed out.
Miss Nangong, who showed off her power at Tianshen Villa four years ago, was severely beaten by her "fiancé" and fainted. She is not happy with her retribution!
Nangong Hantian felt extremely distressed. While he was pouring his own inner energy into his beloved daughter's body to heal Nangong Bingning's injuries, he was condensing the blue true power in his right hand.
The extremely gorgeous and colorful zhenqi is gathered into the shape of a dumpling, which is visible to the naked eye.
Nangong Hantian's body trembled slightly due to rage, and soon, a terrifying air ball no less than the size of Cuju appeared in the right palm of Nangong City Lord of Qianjin Kingdom.
Suddenly, Nangong Hantian pushed with his right hand, and he pushed the air ball containing infinite murderous intent towards Ling Zhen, the bastard young master who injured his daughter.
The blue air waves are rolling with murderous force, as if the forward momentum is unstoppable, and if you block it, you will die!
At the critical moment, a tall, dark-skinned man wearing golden armor appeared. Suddenly appeared and saved Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of the Villa.
The majestic giant man covered in glittering gold, holding a Xuanhua golden ax, struck out with all his strength, using his huge force without reservation to block the superb attack of the blue "balloon".
After taking several steps back, the man in golden armor stood still in front of Ling Zhen.
Ling Zhen was behind the big man and was able to keep himself uninjured. He felt grateful and said, "Brother Weiyuan, thank you very much!"
The big man with very dark skin responded without looking back: "It's fine that the young master is fine. If an outsider really hurts my young master, then I, the head of the twelve generals of the villa, should die to apologize! "
The owner of the village, Mr. Ling, who was dressed in a golden and green robe, jumped up to the man in golden armor. Ling Pu saluted the stranger Nangong Hantian with his fists and said, "Nangong City Lord, I'm really sorry, my son just made a move. There was a lack of propriety, and I didn't have a good balance between the severity and the strength. I didn't hurt your wife very much. There are quite a few secret treasures of heaven and earth in my villa, which can be used for healing wounds. Lord Nangong can take them for himself without asking, even if It doesn’t matter if you take them all.”
Nangong Hantian's sneak attack failed, and the true balloon was blocked by the golden-armored monster who came out halfway. It can be said that all face was lost, not even a trace was left.
Nangong Hantian, who knew that he would not be able to get even a cent off at this moment, pondered for a while and said: "Brother Ling, today it is true that my daughter's strength is not good enough, and she is far inferior to the level of your son. According to the agreement four years ago, since this battle is ours, Nangong If the family fails, then..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ling Zhen interrupted: "Uncle Nangong, as your daughter just said, the difference in natural talents between our Hanlan Continent human race and your Shuanghan Continent Bingyou tribe is too huge. My mother was also the same back then. I spent a lot of effort and even broke up with my mother's family before marrying my father. The human race's qualifications are too weak to reach the Bingyou tribe's marriage. Even if they force a matchmaking, it will only make both families unhappy. , so I hope my uncle can accept the issue of breaking off the engagement. As a junior, I, Ling Zhen, really don’t want to see our family and your Nangong family repeat the same situation as my parents did in the past."
Ling Zhen's words were sincere. The content was obviously extremely arrogant and rude, but he said it in a low-key tone, as if he was discussing with the elders across from him. It was quite funny, and even the old village owner Ling Pu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. There was a slight arc.
Nangong Hantian is not young, and he can be regarded as an old fox who has matured. His ability to observe words and emotions is naturally not weak. He saw the smile on the corner of Ling Pu's mouth and immediately knew it.
Ling Pu and Ling Zhen are father and son who share the same spirit. They both wear the same pair of underpants. They are in a foreign country. Today, they have suffered the loss of being dumb, and there is no room for excuses!
Nangong Hantian, the sword cultivator of the Bingyou clan, let out a heavy sigh and stopped entangled with the Ling family. He looked at Master Ling and said, "Is this what Brother Ling means?"
The vassal king Lingpu nodded and said: "Yes, the original agreement between our two families was definitely a bit too hasty. We did not fully consider the opinions of the younger generation. We just wanted to join forces and marry between the two families. I did not expect that there would be feelings between the children. Now I Er Lingzhen is already twenty years old and has the ability to take charge of his own business. As a father, I should listen to his opinion and the previous engagement between him and your daughter should be nullified."
Nangong Hantian frowned. He knew that violently lifting the table here would be harmful but useless. His heart was strong but his strength was insufficient. He nodded helplessly, "Okay, what Brother Ling said makes sense. In the past four years, The engagement we made before will no longer count, our two families are not destined to be in-laws after all, so we say goodbye!"
Ling Pu pretended to stay, but of course he didn't. Nangong Hantian couldn't stay in this villa for more than a moment. He hugged his daughter Nangong Bingning who had fainted, first walked away, and then quickly left this splendid dynasty in disgrace. The residence of King Shenyuan.
After a few "dong dong" sounds, Ling Zhen tapped the armor on the big man in golden armor a few times, making a crisp sound. He grinned and said, "Brother Weiyuan, I haven't seen you in four years. You've really become a big guy." It's bigger. Is this armor still comfortable to wear? Do you want me to ask my father to get a new one for you?"
Ling Weiyuan, the first god general of Tianshen Villa, waved his hand with a smile. He, who was covered in golden armor from head to toe, responded: "Thank you young master for your kindness, but this golden armor was given to me by the master ten years ago. The meaning is Extraordinary, I have always regarded it as a treasure and cherished it very much. There is no need to replace it."
At this time, Master Ling also came to his son's side, "Zhen'er, congratulations on becoming a swordsman! It's been four years, and all the cool pictures I've had for so long have not been in vain. Dad, I'm very pleased!"
Ling Zhen smiled and said to his father: "Dad, now we have completely broken up with the Nangong family in Yuanyuan City."
Ling Pu said indifferently: "What does this mean? When I married your mother, I established a hostile relationship with the entire dynasty. Do I, Ling Pu, care about such a trivial matter?"
Ling Pu rubbed his son's head, "The magical power of your natal sword is actually a flaming knight's image, so majestic and domineering! Is the name of the sword 'Vulcan'? Okay, what a good name! From now on, your father and I will Now you have something new to brag about."
"What does bragging mean?"
Ling Zhen corrected him, "Your son, I opened the natal sword orifice and refined the unique natal sword with my own strength. Such deeds are based on real talent and learning. How can I call it bragging?"
"Okay, I'm not bragging. My son is great! Haha, dad said the wrong thing."
Ling Pu quickly changed his mind. It was obvious that for Lord Ling, his son's thoughts were the most important thing and could not be violated.
Ling Zhen smiled and said, "That's pretty much it," and then added, "The fire of the heart is stored in the heart, and the orifice of the fire sword is born between the eyebrows and is connected to the soul of life, so the sword is named the God of Fire."
Ling Pu nodded repeatedly, "Okay, the five elements are fire, and the supreme god is the sky. It's really a good name! Your mother will be happy if she knows it..."
"By the way, where is my mother now? Why can't she be seen?"
Ling Zhenfa asked.
Ling Pu's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed. He paused, sighed, and said, "It's all your fault, Ling Xingchui and Ling Wanji."
Ling Zhen was curious, "What happened to them?"
"Your two sisters are not sensible at all. Last month, they actually came to me together and said that they fell in love with their master and insisted on becoming a Taoist couple with their master. Once a master, he will always be a father. Wouldn't the union of master and apprentice become incest? Of course I didn't agree, so I put them in solitary confinement. Your mother found out about this, and she had a big quarrel with me. You also know that your mother has a good body. He was very weak. He got too angry for a while and fell ill. He is still lying in bed recovering from his illness."
Ling Zhen frowned and said angrily: "Dad, can you be nicer to your wife? My mother is such a medicine jar, and you still have to argue with her. Isn't it interesting? Can't you just follow her? Also, feelings are something that you and I both want, and should be allowed to take its course, and others should not interfere too much. When you brought my mother from Shuanghan Continent’s Thousand Gold Country to Hanlan Continent, didn’t you do the same? Were you opposed by the whole country? Were you happy at that time? If you were locked up and couldn't see your lover, would you be willing? So dad, you'd better free your two sisters. What they want to do is their business..."
Ling Pu waved her hand vigorously, "Your two sisters, those are the two eldest ladies of our Tianshen Villa. Once her messy things are spread, it will bring shame to our entire Tianshen Villa and ruin our Lingpu Villa." Can I let go of my family’s dignity?!”
Ling Zhen retorted: "Dad, wasn't my mother once a royal princess of the Qianjin Dynasty? According to you, our Ling family's mere face is more important than my mother's body whiteness?"
Ling Pu shook his head decisively and said: "Of course not, how could it be possible? Your mother is my most precious thing in this world..."
"What? You said my mother is a thing?"
Ling Zhen shouted.
Ling Pu sighed softly, "No, that's not what I meant...Son, please don't worry about this matter. I will definitely take care of your mother's side. As for your two sisters, they Girls who are too young like to take love as a big deal and fill their minds with worthless romances. Let them be imprisoned for a while first. Maybe after some time, they will Maybe he doesn’t like his master anymore.”
"Dad, how old was mother when she married you?"
Ling Zhen asked.
Ling Pu replied without thinking: "About 20 years old."
"Yes, aren't my two sisters also in their early twenties? Dad, you and your mother have been married for more than thirty years, why don't you believe that there are girls in this world who will stay with the husband you love for the rest of their lives?"
Ling Pu hesitated for a long time, "Zhen'er, your father and I are a warrior on the battlefield, and I can't talk about you with my words, but I'm done with this matter. You don't have to help Xingchui and Bunji anymore. Before they change their minds, I It’s impossible to let them out.”
Ling Zhen snorted softly, "Where did you keep them?"
Ling Pu replied: "Tongtian Yuegui has been imprisoned by them for nearly a month. Your other sisters are all outside. Except for your fourth and fifth sisters in the villa, only Xiaoxiao is still in the Sea Palace. You have You can go and play with your eighth sister if you have time."
"Then I can't play with the fourth and fifth sisters?"
Ling Zhen asked with raised eyebrows.
Ling Zhen said helplessly: "Okay, okay, but they are now under house arrest at Tongtian Yuegui. If you want to go see them, be careful not to..."
At this time, a soldier ran over in a hurry, as if something big had happened.
When he arrived in front of Ling Pu, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and reported: "Your Majesty, an assassin has entered the village!"
King Lingda frowned and asked: "How many assassins are there and how powerful are they?"
The soldier who came to report the news hesitated for a while and finally said: "Your Majesty, that is not a person, but a ferocious beast."
"Then it's just an intrusion by ferocious beasts. What about assassins entering the village?" Ling Pu looked unhappy.
The soldier continued to report: "Your Majesty, that ferocious beast is a stone spirit. It is at least of medium quality and can... talk."
"The stone spirit beasts are only high-grade at best. Can they talk?" Ling Pu expressed disbelief.
"It's absolutely true. The ferocious beast carried two nine-ringed swords in its hands. It would chop down people it saw, and even wanted to see the prince by name!" the soldier said in a low voice.
Before the vassal king Ling Pu could speak, Ling Zhen patted his chest and said loudly: "Dad, your son just came out of seclusion and defeated the eldest daughter of the Nangong family. Now his hands are itchy. Why don't you let me deal with that beast that cuts people on sight?" ."
Ling Pu thought for a while and asked: "What level of cultivation are you at now?"
Ling Zhen was full of energy, "Four years ago, I first entered the second level of Bigu. Now I have reached the third level of Pingxu Realm. My fire spirit root and wood spirit root have both reached the heaven level. After practicing hard for so long, I should be a little bit better. Make progress.”
Ling Pu nodded and said softly: "Go ahead and be careful."
The man in golden armor named Ling Weiyuan volunteered: "Master, I'll go with the young master. It's safer."
Ling Zhen smiled and said: "No, no, brother Weiyuan, I know you are worried about my safety, but it is just a ferocious beast. I can deal with it myself."
Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan clan, said "hmm" and said, "Yes, Lingwei Yuan, Zhen'er has grown up and you should trust him. You don't have to follow him. The soldiers I raised in Zhuangzi don't eat for free."
After saying that, Master Ling turned around and left, and the golden-armored god general said "yes" and followed closely.
Ling Zhen thought of his past experience of practicing crazily in the Red Lian Gui Ruins, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He murmured in a low voice: "It takes four years to sharpen a sword. This sword will kill people when it leaves the body."
Ling Zhen shouted again to the soldier who came to report the news: "Let's go, take me to kill the assassin!"
