? "Yuan'er, it's not right. Your swordsmanship has been much more diligent during this period. It seems that you are not lazy." Qi Zhen was drinking tea with a tea cup, then looked up at a little girl standing outside the door.

He was wearing a pink coat, a rosy face, and delicate and cute facial features. "Dong'er, I have grown a lot taller these days." He put down the teacup in his hand and said with a big smile.

This sound of Dong'er almost made Dong'er cry directly-

Perhaps this is the original owner's emotions.

She quickly walked in, "Dad, tell me your record this time. The people from the Demon Cult are so hateful. They kill innocent people everywhere!"

Qi Zhen unexpectedly glanced at his daughter. Didn’t she like to listen to these things the most before?

"This time I got a lot of money. My father also killed a big brother. I heard that he was the younger brother of the saint of the Demon Sect. How about it? Dad is so powerful? But strangely, this witch's younger brother is very bad, and his martial arts are not very good." He said strangely.

Dongxia secretly sneered, because he was too weak, his father underestimated his opponent in the later stage. Zhan Yu and Zhan Xinghong are not of the same level.

"Dad, even if he is not powerful, I think his sister can be a saint." Qi Zhen nodded after reminding this, "You are right, daughter, I didn't expect that you have made great progress."

He glanced at Dongxia with admiration.

After returning, I found out that my daughter and eldest apprentice both had Changjin Qizhen, could I be unhappy?

When Huo Sisi came in, she saw such a scene, "Okay, the food is ready, what are you all standing here for?"

"Master's wife~ I like eating the food you cook the most." Dongfang Yuan walked over with a smile. He usually had a close relationship with Huo Sisi and always acted coquettishly towards Huo Sisi.

But Qizhen is different, it is too serious.

After dinner, Dongxia took a look at the Qingwei Sword Technique. The 18-style Qingwei Sword has few moves, but it is very practical. It seems that the person who created this move is still capable.

It’s naturally incomparable to the cultivation techniques given to her by the adults. After all, this is just a mortal martial art.

The two fingers merged to start practicing swordsmanship. In this world, even if martial arts rely on, although they have instant movements and hundreds of years of experience, they do not have suitable moves.

This time I'm going to study hard.

"Junior sister~" Dongfang Yuan knocked on the door, and Dongxia spoke impatiently, "Senior brother, is there anything wrong?"

"I bought your favorite candied haws, open the door quickly." She put down the martial arts manual in her hand and stood up helplessly to open the door for him.

Unfortunately, some people are unhappy.

Zhan Xinghong broke a teacup, "I asked you to protect him well, why did something happen to him?" She had tears in her eyes, and the person kneeling on the ground did not dare to speak, for fear of angering the killing god.

"Did the leader say anything?" Zhan Xinghong asked calmly after wiped away her tears. This time her younger brother was killed by the Qingwei Sect, and this revenge must be avenged!

"Saint, the leader said - they were all asking for help." After quickly speaking, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look up.

Zhan Xinghong threw a cup here, but he didn't expect that the leader didn't care about her at all!

In fact, she has fallen in love with the leader a long time ago, but unfortunately the other party is too cold and doesn't have any oil or salt at all.

"The leader really didn't say anything?" she asked in a cold voice.

"No."

"Get out!"

The man immediately opened the door and went out.

Zhan Xinghong looked at his palm and angrily hammered the table.
Chapter completed!