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"And this is why I came to you. Since you destroyed the Jin family last time, the Jiang and Han families came to apologize to me in person, and offered Tianchen Group up to 10 billion in compensation. Say, but I know this matter must have something to do with you!"
"I know you still hide a lot of secrets from us. You don't want to tell them, and I won't ask them, but I know that you have grown up. I am very pleased and even proud of you!"
"I believe that you already have enough faith to protect your sister, so this matter depends on you!"
Ning Xuefeng stared at Yin Chen with hope and admiration.
"Dad, do you still remember what I once said to you?"
Yin Chen raised his brows slightly and said softly,
"Without your burden to move forward, how can my years be peaceful?"
"Dad, don't worry!"
"With me here, let alone the Ning family and the Jiang family, even if he is the king of heaven, I will never touch a single hair of you!"
Yin Chen's eyes were awe-inspiring, and his tone was extremely firm.
At this moment, with a burst of sand and dust, Yin Chen's eyebrows were like blades, and his body was like a sword drawn out of its sheath. The feeling of pressure that was as immobile as Mount Tai made Ning Xuefeng tremble suddenly.
Afterwards, he sighed in his heart and nodded appreciatively.
If there is a son like this, what more can the father ask for!
"Okay, Dad, you should go to rest too!"
After the conversation with Ning Xuefeng was over, Yin Chen also arranged Ning Qingxue's room.
The three of them traveled overnight and arrived at Jinghai early in the morning. After lunch, they were already sleepy.
After arranging the three of them in the rooms of the villa, Yin Chen rushed towards the hospital where Ye Qingmei was located without stopping
At this time, it was far away on a mysterious ice field in Tiannanhai, Yanjing.
An old man with white hair was fishing on the ice, motionless in the environment of minus 20 degrees.
The old man was wearing a retro long gown. He looked old, but his appearance was extremely young.
Moreover, he was motionless, and his whole body was covered with snow, like an ice sculpture standing on the ice.
Not only that, the way the old man fishes is also different from ordinary people.
I saw his fishing rod without hook and bait, just like Jiang Taigong fishing, but seeing his whole body, there was a vague and tangible aura, condensed into a white silk thread, which seemed real and unreal, spreading into the Among the glaciers.
If those Chinese martial arts masters saw this scene, they would be dumbfounded.
?Lucky with strength, condensed with qi, and lasted for three days and three nights, the silk thread condensed by the extremely thick inner strength has not only never broken, but also as strong as a steel wire.
Such a superb method, even if it is the top ten powerhouses in Huaxia's list, may not be able to do it.
At this moment, there was a sound of an airplane flying in the sky.
"Boom"
As the helicopter flew straight over and gradually lowered, just a hundred meters away from the ground, a figure on the plane suddenly jumped off the plane.
That figure did not carry any landing gear or a parachute.
In the air, he turned over slightly, like a big roc spreading its wings, a golden light spread rapidly from behind him, and then this light condensed into an umbrella shape, which was impressively the dragon team who had just returned to Kyoto to return to his life. Wang - Nie Longfei!
"Is it done?"
With a long sigh, the old man who was already like an ice sculpture moved his lips slightly, and his voice flew straight towards Nie Long.
Nie Longfei, who heard the words, did not dare to be negligent, and hurried to the old man, bowed his body respectfully, and said respectfully;
"Yes, Longzu, I am coming back!"
Nie Longfei's tone was extremely humble,
Because the old man in front of him who has been fishing on the ice field for three days and three nights is the supreme dragon ancestor of the dragon group¡ª¡ªDaoist Qingwei!
"Um!"
Qing Wei slowly opened her eyes.
"ßÚÀ²!" One sound!
In the void, there seemed to be a flash of lightning, Qing Wei raised her hand slightly, and a huge glacier fish was caught with its tail flicking.
Immediately afterwards, Daoist Qingwei's body trembled slightly, and the snowflakes falling around him were directly vaporized, and the light in his eyes was condensed like substance, which could interfere with reality!
Nie LongfeiHis body trembled slightly, and he immediately buried his head deeply, not daring to look directly.
He knew that Longzu's old man's skills had reached the pinnacle. Even if he returned to the basics, his spiritual power, which can be called the pinnacle, would involuntarily overflow in every move!
Thinking of this, Nie Longfei couldn't help sighing with even more reverence:
"Longzu, you are getting closer and closer to the next level of fairyland!"
"Hehe, you are really getting better at flattering, my boy is still far behind."
Daoist Qingwei spoke softly, his voice seemed a little rough and hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time, but he still smiled kindly.
"The realm of immortality is ethereal and myriad. From ancient times to modern times, at home and abroad, for thousands of years, very few people have entered the realm of immortality through martial arts. I just cultivated the aura of immortality to perfection and stepped into the peak of the immortal realm of Anjin."
"The master trains the body, the celestial master trains the qi, and the immortal master trains the soul!"
"If you want to step into the next level in the legend, it is not enough to rely on your body and true energy, but also depends on the old man's good fortune. If the old man is not destined, he will spend his whole life without a chance to see the supreme martial arts realm. .¡±
Qing Wei spoke earnestly, saying each word, Nie Longfei bowed his body and stood respectfully, with his ears pricked up, not daring to miss a single word.
Because of the transcendent existence of Daoist Qingwei, the comprehension of every word of martial arts can be said to be golden words. It is impossible for ordinary martial arts masters to touch it in their entire life. Only by waiting for the pride of a generation that will not be born in the world can we realize it.
"By the way, let's talk about your gains from this mission first."
After Qing Weidao expressed a lot of emotion, he finally said.
Thinking of the task that Nie Longfei had personally entrusted to him before his departure this time, Daoist Qingwei couldn't help being a little more distracted, waiting for Nie Longfei's next detailed report.
"Longzu, I have already taken care of Yin Lingtian's affairs, and I will wait for him to come to the headquarters to take over in person next time."
"However, he seems to have caused a lot of trouble recently. Before I came back, he just killed the Tianjiao of the Situ family. It has something to do with the Shinto sect. I'm afraid it will cause trouble."
"Hehe, that kid has the same temper as his old man back then, but since he is a descendant of that man, we don't need to worry about such trivial matters."
"It's another thing I said, how did you find out?"
Having said that, Daoist Qingwei frowned suddenly, as if what happened next made him more concerned. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com