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Bai Qianhao sullied his head and muttered, "Don't grandpa always teach us to judge the situation and consider the overall situation?"
"Why this time it's Grandpa's turn to worry about his own face?"
"Bold!"
Bai Zhongkang glared at his grandson: "You still taught Grandpa!?"
"Qianhao! Stop talking! Go on!"
Bai Qianhao was not convinced: "Am I wrong? Hanxiang Pavilion made it clear! This marriage failed!"
"Then Jiang Chengfeng brought people from the Xuanxiao Sect, isn't he just telling us that the trend is over?"
"At this time, you are still holding on, don't marry Bai Qianluo, wait for it to be destroyed by the Yuling faction!"
"Boom!"
Bai Zhongkang kicked directly and kicked Bai Qianhao away!
"Stopping brat! A Jiang Chengfeng scared you like this?!"
Bai Jingting hurriedly persuades: "Father calms down, Qian Hao is also thinking about the school and the Bai family!"
"Our hidden front sword pavilion is not Hanxiang Pavilion, and it hasn't fallen to the point where anyone can handle it!"
"I will find a way to contact the godly ancestors in Duimen, and I will definitely protect the sword pavilion!"
"A little outside pressure makes me so timid, how can I be like my descendants of the Baihu family!?"
"Blood! Where is the blood of my Baihu?!"
Bai Qianhao was holding his stomach with a gloomy face, turned his head and left.
Back to his residence, Bai Qianhao angrily smashed the contents of the house to pieces!
"Old thing! I want to die, but I have to drag us into the water together!!"
"Send away a slut that can solve the crisis, you have to take care of your old face..."
A figure in a red dress walked in.
"I said earlier that Bai Zhongkang is a hypocritical dead old man. You must believe that I slander him."
Bai Qianhao turned his head and looked at Huang Linger with complicated eyes.
The woman in the strapless dress, twisting the waist of the water snake enchantingly, is charming and charming.
"What are you doing?"
"Brother Qianhao, although our wedding date has been delayed, I still bring your fiancée."
"I've heard everything about today..."
"So what?"
"Zangfeng Jiange will belong to you in the future, and it will also be closely related to me."
"I want to be your woman, so naturally I have to plan for you early."
"In this situation, Bai Zhongkang, a dead old man, may drag everyone to die together..."
"Shut up! You are not allowed to say that to my grandpa!"
"Stop pretending… "
Huang Linger plunged directly into Bai Qianhao's arms, and said with a smile: "You are obviously just like me, so tired of that old man."
"Huh, don't sow discord," Bai Qianhao said.
"Do you really believe that relying on the ancestors of the gods can save the current Zangfeng sword pavilion?"
"The ancestor of the gods of the Hanxiang Pavilion is still from the Shenlong clan, and he didn't save his descendants."
"When you enter the upper reaches of the eight gates, the downstream disputes are generally not looked at."
"It's like our lower sects will take care of the struggles of those wild tribes? How much does it matter to us who destroys who?"
"In order to fight several tribes, we will fight against other sects? Impossible..."
"Only when the weak and the strong eat, can the major clans of the Hongmeng Universe continue to grow stronger and remain competitive."
"The ancestors are all rushing to immortality. Just give a little bit of care on weekdays. If things really make a big mess, who cares about the life and death of our juniors?"
"This time angered the Yuling faction and was hated by the Jiang family. It is not us who suffers?"
"We obviously have a better choice, why should we accompany Bai Zhongkang's dead old man to die together?"
Huang Linger was bewitched, causing Bai Qianhao to fall into contemplation.
"Then what do you think?"
"The Yuling faction actually doesn't want to go to war with the Tibetan front sword pavilion, which consumes too much."
"Actually... as long as you hide the sword pavilion, change your head, and send Bai Qianluo out... won't everyone be happy?"
Bai Qianhao had already heard a little taste, and his heartbeat accelerated.
"My Huo Lin Palace, I can help Brother Qianhao... a hand..."
Huang Ling'er said, touching Bai Qianhao's cheek with her hand, winking like silk.
Bai Qianhao's restless heart finally couldn't help it, so he kissed it...
…
Qianluoya.
Ye Fan was in the sky, cultivating the latest research.
Now for Ye Fan, the recovery has actually been seven or eighty-eight.
He only needs to continuously increase the spirit body, and sooner or later he will be stronger than before.
However, this is far from enough.
To be able to get rid of Ye Wuya's level of control, Ye Fan needs to break through the limit again and again.
Therefore, the greater goal of Ye Fan's cultivation is to have the capital that can make Ban Ye Wuya before the official "resurrection".
He had had enough, the feeling of being played between the palms of his hands.
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt that the phantom left in the study was approaching.
He changed positions and returned to the study.
Bai Qianluo, dressed in a green dress, walked in.
She placed a chubby rabbit lantern in front of Ye Fan.
"This, give it back to you".
Ye Fan was taken aback, "I gave it to you, what shall I do?"
"I don't want it anymore. If you don't want it, just throw it away."
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not like it, it's just a lantern".
Bai Qianluo looked at him with cold eyes.
"For you, it may be just a lantern, but for me, it's more than that."
Ye Fan was stunned, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Bai Qianluo turned around, going out of the study.
When he arrived at the door, the figure had a meal.
"Ye Guhan..."
"Um?"
"I recently felt that when I was with you, I looked like a fool.
You let me go, I will throb,
If you let me stay, I will also be throbbing,
What do you want me to do, I will listen obediently.
If you give me a paper lantern, I just think about it.
So... let's stop here".
Ye Fan opened his mouth and wanted to say "I'm sorry", but when I thought about it, wouldn't it be that there is no silver in this place
He didn't tease his sister, nor did he pursue women. Bai Qianluo liked him, and he didn't know it beforehand.
How did he know that some of his unintentional actions would cause so many waves in Bai Qianluo's heart
Bai Qianluo took a deep breath, "I'm going to practice sword."
After the woman left, Ye Fan sighed faintly.
He has experienced too many emotions, vigorous, long flowing, childhood sweethearts, happy friends, and even reincarnation. He has experienced everything.
Ye Fan could easily understand Bai Qianluo's feelings for this kind of little girl.
However, it was precisely because of his rationality that Ye Fan could hardly be touched.
How can you compare to those confidantes who have been in the same boat with yourself for so many years
Ye Fan can only feel helpless, but there is nothing he can do about feelings.
Looking up, Ye Fan saw the portrait of Bai Qianluo's mother Ruo Lian hanging on the wall.
"Auntie, it's really not that I want to make your daughter sad, don't blame me..."
Just halfway through the conversation, Ye Fan suddenly noticed the inscription next to this portrait.
"Eh?"
Last time, Ye Fan only looked at the characters, but didn't pay attention to the words beside him.
This time, Ye Fan couldn't help but raised his throat!
"how come… "