"It’s good to call her Xinlan."
"With a grandfather like you and a father like Tiezhan."
Yue Buqun praised: "Xinlan will definitely be a wonderful woman in the world in the future, a beautiful woman sought after by countless heroes."
A wonderful woman?
Beautiful woman?
These descriptions are extremely high praise for Linghu Chong, a rough man.
"Tiezhan is a rougher man than you. He has had many happy events recently. He must be so happy that he doesn’t know what to do now."
"You should go and see your daughter and granddaughter."
Yue Buqun patted Linghu Chong, who was overjoyed.
Linghu Chong then said goodbye.
Not at all vague.
Looking at this nephew who has recovered a lot of vitality.
Yue Buqun just shook his head.
"At least ten years earlier."
"But since we already have Hu Hongxue and Li Manqing, what’s the harm in having Tie Xinlan?"
Yue Buqun smiled and let it go.
Hu Hongxue was born ten years earlier.
Li Manqing was also born several years earlier.
Tie Xinlan was even more outrageous, her birth was at least ten years earlier.
In the original time trajectory.
The main plot of Lu Xiaofeng will not break out until a few years later.
The big plot of Meteor Butterfly Sword will take another twenty years to brew.
And the timeline of the peerless twins is at the end of the original Ming Dynasty thirty years later.
"Tie Zhan, this kid…"
"Although his childhood was tough, it was only a few short years."
"Later, Tie Zhan practiced hard and performed the role of a great hero to the extreme. He also married Linghu Chong’s only daughter, the beautiful Linghu Qionghua, and now has a daughter who is destined to be extraordinary in the future."
"This rhythm makes him more like a son of luck than Li Xunhuan and Linghu Chong."
…
Yue Buqun was amazed.
Linghu Qionghua.
Linghu Chong’s only daughter.
It was not originally named this, but later it was changed to commemorate the three Qionghua sisters.
The most important thing is that Linghu Qionghua inherited the peerless looks of the three Qionghua sisters, and also inherited Linghu Chong’s boldness and unrestrainedness.
Such characteristics are like-minded with Tie Zhan, who is a natural hero.
They are a perfect match.
The whole Huashan, and even the whole Jianghu, praised them.
"It’s rare to have a happy family."
"We must protect them well."
Yue Buqun murmured in a low voice, looking out the window at the mountains and clouds.
There is no poetry in the distance.
There is no beauty and harmony.
There are only swords and swords.
Beijing.
Han Yu is tired.
Want to go back to Huashan.
The few good memories left in childhood.
Dissipated during this period.
And the Silver Hook Casino was also suppressed by an invisible force.
The Flying Jade Tiger disappeared.
Even Lan HuThe concubines of his son, and the wealth of more than 20 years.
"These officials."
The prostitute brothel in the past was not an isolated case.
It existed everywhere.
It’s just that the East Factory did it to the extreme.
"The remaining few have aristocratic family backgrounds."
"And they are all frontier aristocratic families."
Han Yu shook her head and sighed, and couldn’t help murmuring: "No wonder my husband said that any foreign race that rises must first destroy the richest frontier aristocratic families."
Shanxi merchants.
The brothels Han Yu saw.
The owners behind them are all wealthy Shanxi merchants.
Among them, the eight great families are the leaders.
They are intertwined.
They are connected to the princes and ministers in the court.
If they continue to grow at this rate.
In less than 30 years, they will surely be too big to be eliminated.
But she was just a little girl, and she was naturally cold, so she naturally couldn’t care.
Suddenly.
Han Yu tilted her head.
A flash of cold light pierced through her left eye socket.
Finally, she was nailed to the stone wall behind her.
"As expected of the Saint of my sect."
A burly man who was over fifty years old but still energetic came out.
He introduced himself without Han Yu’s introduction: "Situ Heng, the Left Envoy of the Holy Sect, and I meet the Saint of the previous generation." (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
"So it’s the Eight-clawed Golden Dragon."
"I thought who would have the courage."
Han Yu has been very cautious recently.
I didn’t expect that after avoiding the East and West Factory, I couldn’t avoid the pursuit of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect.
"The leader has ordered."
"I want to invite the Saint Lady back to the Saint Church for a chat."
Situ Heng was still polite.
But whoever believed him deserved it.
You should know that he was the hero who created the Changle Gang in the original book.
Now he can also become the Left Envoy of Light, who is second only to the Sun and Moon Demon Sect and above ten thousand people.
It can be seen how terrifying his martial arts and scheming are.
"What if I refuse?"
Han Yu didn’t care.
Because she had already discovered that there was more than one Situ Heng on the other side.
"That’s not up to you."[]
Situ Heng was very confident.
After obtaining the resources of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect, his martial arts were higher and more terrifying than in the original trajectory.
The scheming Bei Hai Shi still had to be inferior to him.
This is evident.
"Why don’t your companions take action?"
Han Yu tried to test him.
"Let’s get past this lord first."
Situ Heng’s breath exploded.
He rushed over like a running bear.
The speed was very fast.
But it was far from enough for Han Yu.
She just lightly tapped her toes, and she was catapulted six feet away and landed on another roof.
"Hmph!"
SiTu Heng snorted coldly.
He slammed down on the rubble on the roof with dissatisfaction.
Large pieces of rubble shattered and shot towards Han Yu like flying arrows.
Han Yu still didn’t attack.
Just a lateral move.
Perfectly avoided this round of attack.
But the high-ranking courtyard behind Han Yu was not so lucky.
Exquisite elegant room.
Green plants and decorations in the courtyard with special meanings.
It was directly beaten into pits and was unrecognizable.
"Good!"
Situ Heng shouted.
It seemed that Han Yu fell into the trap he wanted.
The golden knife came out.
It cut through the billowing smoke and dust.
The golden knife energy cut through the high courtyard wall of the wealthy family like cutting tofu.
"Aren’t you proficient in claw skills?"
Han Yu dodged easily and wondered.
But Situ Heng didn’t respond.
The sword skills were even more powerful.
(Damn) Like thunder and wind.
Like a mad battle.
The golden sword energy burst out one after another without any cost.
Han Yu was like a leaf in a violent storm.
No matter how violent and rampant you are.
I will always be safe.
"That’s all."
A pair of bare feet fell.
The veiled woman called out, "Aunt Han Yu, you will make it difficult for your niece to find you."
Back then.
Ren Woxing settled Han Yu.
Han Yu became the Saint Aunt of the Japanese Demon Cult.
And Ren Yingying, the originally designated Saint Aunt, became a Saint Girl.
Whether in terms of identity or status, she was a generation lower than him.
And that was the truth.
Ren Woxing asked Ren Yingying to call Han Yu "Auntie".
Although there was a desire to confuse and make friends.
But it was also a finalization of a relationship.
"You…"
Han Yu was sweating profusely.
Ren Yingying’s terrifying power far exceeded her imagination.
Even exceeded the expectations of everyone in Huashan. .
