"Are you Luo Feng?" Walking on the snow, a woman with elegant temperament, as if a nobleman came over, then she noticed Luo Feng.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I saw it, Xue Linglong's big girl," Zhu Zhengyi, who walked out of the tent after hearing the news, saw the visitor and reached out to say hello.

The woman smiled faintly and looked at Bai Shuangfeng behind Zhu Zhengyi. Bai Shuangfeng nodded as saying hello.

"It's this kid, right?" The woman looked not old, but her tone was extremely mature.

She walked to Luo Feng, looked up and down, nodded, "Well, it's a good seedling. No wonder Brother Zhu, who is known as the exiled emperor, is willing to bow his head for this, and it's rare to find me."

Zhu Zhengyi laughed loudly, scratched the back of his head and said silly, "I can't answer this sentence, Big Girl Xue Linglong."

"Child, please stretch out your hand," Xue Linglong focused all her attention on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded and extended his hand in cooperation.

The woman's slender jade hands fell on Luo Feng's pulse deep, and began to detect the remaining ancient bloodlines in Luo Feng's body.

a long time...

"Well, it seems that the situation is much better than I thought. This is because someone injected a new blood force into it before, right?"

"Well," Zhu Zhengyi lit a cigarette and pointed at Luo Feng and said, "his mother Ji Ziming gave his bloodline to this kid part."

"The origin of bloodline?" Luo Feng was stunned, obviously not knowing about this.

"The origin of bloodline is the core power of bloodline, representing the bloodline itself. It seems that Ji Ziming still loves you very much, otherwise how could he be willing to take such a big risk."

Of course, Luo Feng knew what the origin of bloodline was.

But he didn't understand why the cold-blooded mother in his impression had sacrificed so much?

In his own impression, Ji Ziming would never threaten the future of the Ji family because of his own.

If the bloodline is given to himself, Ji Ziming will inevitably get seriously ill.

"In the days ahead, I will take you to a place to help you digest the ancient bloodline in your body. I believe that your strength and bloodline will improve by leaps and bounds again after the end," Xue Linglong added, looking at Bai Shuangfeng.

Bai Shuangfeng came over, "Xiaofeng, learn from her seniors well, she is definitely qualified to teach you."

"This senior is..." Luo Feng could clearly feel that Xue Linglong's identity is not simple, and her seniority is very high.

"You don't believe it. The person who stood in front of you still has a lot of connection with you and Longhu Mountain," said Zhu Zhengyi. "You know his father, he is the Thirteenth Master of the Daoist of the Mountain."

"What?" Luo Feng was stunned, "The Thirteenth Master actually has a daughter?"

Xue Linglong smiled and said, "It's just an unknown bad fate, it's better not to mention it. Are you ready?"

"Well, I'm ready, but Senior Xue Linglong, can I bring someone?" Luo Feng pulled out Amber who was hiding behind him.

"This child..." Xue Linglong's face changed slightly.

"What's wrong with this child?" Bai Shuangfeng was meticulous and noticed Xue Linglong's expression.

"It's okay," Xue Linglong stretched out her hand to stroke Amber's rough hair, and said with great utmost care. "This child is very beautiful. Although he is still young, he can tell that he will definitely be a beautiful girl in the future."

Amber blinked her pure eyes like amber, and seemed to be unable to understand the profound meaning behind Xue Linglong's words.

Many years later, when the beautiful woman in a white dress stood behind Luo Feng, she couldn't believe that she had a different fate and life as she was beaten to death.

"Let's go," Xue Linglong held Amber's hand and headed out of the camp.

"Xiaofeng, study hard, Senior Xue Linglong knows a lot of things, following her is your opportunity," Bai Shuangfeng seemed calm and gentle, but her tone could not hide her worries. She took a few steps and stopped.

Leng Qianlong nodded, "Go, Senior Sister Third is not angry with you. On the day I go back to China, I promise you that I will go back too. Then we will accompany Master to have a good meal."

"Okay," Luo Feng gave a thumbs up, revealing his white teeth, "When I get stronger, I will return to China."

The northern region of Wufangshan.

This is the world of snow and a forbidden zone of life.

The cold wind roars, and the northern country is blew.

Sudden...

"boom!"

The distant ice field conveys a huge earthquake, the ice layer for thousands of years begins to crack, the iceberg collapses, and the storm comes from the dark horizon in the distance, swallowing everything.

"Di Wushuang, it's time for us to settle our grudges."

"Do you have this strength?"

On the iceberg, two majestic figures stood between heaven and earth, and the Shura Field produced an extremely terrifying murderous aura, distorting the space.

This must be far beyond the realm of a warrior, and this is a battle of monsters.

"You will know if you have this strength in a while," the black shadow sneered in the distance.

"It seems that I can't live without here for the time being," Di Wushuang danced wildly with red hair, with a proud smile. "Come on, prove it to me. I hope your performance will please me. After all, I really did this trip on this trip

It's very unhappy."

After the words came, the two sides collided, the world changed color, and the mountains and rivers roared.

......

"how's it going?"

"Confirm that person has what we want."

Away from the ocean of Wufang Mountain.

There were two centenarians standing on a cruise ship, naturally two of them, including Master Qi Ba and Mr. Zhao Huan.

Master Qi Ba sneered and said, "It has been so long before we knew it. Our hard work is worth it. The peerless martial arts of Longhu Mountain back then will eventually appear."

"Yes, we are all old in a flash," Zhao Huangong sighed at this moment, "I have the ability to live forever, and even the old master has left me. When people get older, they will think more about things."

"It's just the era of elimination order. Since we don't move forward, we will inevitably be eliminated." Mr. Qi Ba stood up with his hands and looked at the direction of China. "The lives of our old remnants are almost at the end, and the former heroic hegemony is also the same.

After all, I can't stand the baptism of time. I just want to see what the end of martial arts is like when my life is about to come to an end."

"Senior," a woman's pleasant voice came from the distance of the plywood.

The two elders turned around and saw a girl wearing a red dress with a temperamental lady coming and bowed deeply to the two elders.

She is Tang Yan'er, the daughter of the Tang family.

"My father invites you," said Tang Yan'er.

"Okay, let's go," Mr. Qi Ba retracted his complicated emotions and took Mr. Zhao Huan into the cabin.

The night sky was swinging, and the red skirt danced in the wind. Tang Yan'er looked at the direction of Wufangshan, and her black hair moved with the wind.

"Luo Feng, sorry I lied to you. Actually, I went to Purgatory not for the sake of Damocles Stone. I hope we will still be friends in the future, not enemies. The scenery of this trip is beautiful, thank you for your company."
Chapter completed!