Chapter 1579

Some arrogant, some arrogant!

This is the evaluation of Wang Xian by Bingxin.

In the room, the two ancestors of Bingxin imperial dynasty are sitting there quietly, with their faces full of meditation.

"Big brother, what do you say?"

Long hair old said to the old man with white hair.

"Although pastor wang is powerful and has great potential, his character is bound to make him provoke many enemies. Now he even provokes Aotian, which is not a good thing."

"For our Bingxin emperor, Aotian Shaozhu is a better choice!"

Silence for a long time, said the old man with white hair.

"I also think that the best choice is to have a son who is in charge of teaching. It will be of great benefit to the future of our Bingxin emperor."

"In any case, we can't be too ungrateful after treating elder brother's illness for decades!"

The old man with long hair nodded slowly.

"If Aotian Shao Lord says something, we can't refuse it. Especially, if we only take charge of the teaching and propose marriage, we can't refuse it. In this case, we will give the sword to Ao Tian Shao Lord!"

"It's also a better choice for Jian'er. As for pastor wang, he can choose the beauties of Bingxin dynasty!"

Bing Xin's head of state slowly smiles, looking at the two ancestors proposed.

"Well, in this case, let's go to the exclusive venue together. If Jian'er can win the first place tomorrow, it will be more beneficial to our Bingxin emperor, ha ha!"

The old man with long hair stood up and said with a smile.

The old man with white hair on one side nodded with a smile on his face.

Things, they've decided.

Standing in front of the icescape Huan face a trace of sneer, full of schadenfreude.

"Sword son, go, master will take you to the meeting hall of egotism!"

The next morning, the king of Bingxin, two ancestors and bingjinghuan and his party came to lingjianer's courtyard and called to Ling Jianer.

"Master?"

Ling Jian'er comes out to see his ancestor and the top powerful men of Bingxin Dynasty. His face shows a look of amazement.

"Master, why are you here?"

She asked curiously.

"Ha ha, what? Can't you come and see my wonderful apprentice? "

The old man with long hair smiles happily and shouts happily.

"Go sword son, we will take you to the past, I hope you can get the first place today, and then our Bingxin emperor will have a long face!"

"After today's contest, my father gives you a big surprise!"

The king of Bingxin said with a smile.

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Ling Jian Er nodded with a smile.

"Let's go!"

Bingxin Guozhu nodded and said directly.

"Wait for the emperor. Wang Xian hasn't come yet. He should come back later!"

Ling Jian'er looked outside and said.

"Sword, let's go first. Reverend Wang knows the place by himself."

The old man with long hair frowned slightly and said with a smile.

"Well, then, all right."

Ling Jian'er nodded slightly, followed Bing Xin's imperial court, and rushed to the place where he could only respect himself.

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"little brother Wang Xian, are you sure that Jian Er will recognize me as a father?"

At this moment, on the way to lingjian'er courtyard, Ling Zongzhu looked at Wang Xian nervously and said.

"Master Ling, don't be nervous. Sword can't recognize you, but you can be cultivated slowly!"

Wang Xian smiles at Lord Ling.

During this period of time, Ling Jian'er has gradually accepted himself, and he naturally wants her to meet Master Ling.

Even if the relationship between father and daughter can't be restored, at least Lord Ling will be happy and at ease.

"Reverend Wang, I am wrong, I am wrong. As long as you save me, I will do anything you want me to do!"

At this time, an old voice came from the next position.

Ling Zongzhu frowned slightly and looked to the left.

A rickety figure, as if begging, at any time to die in general, prayed to Wang Xian.

"Don't pretend to be so pathetic. Find a safe place for the rest of your life."

Wang Xian's eyes swept, there was no pity in his eyes.

A man who wants to threaten him will not help him!

The rickets old man looked at Wang Xian's resolute appearance, and his eyes were gray. He looked at Wang Xian walking towards the front and followed closely.

"Sage, Princess Jian'er is following the king and his ancestors. They have already gone to the meeting hall of egotism."

When Wang Xian came to lingjian'er courtyard, a maid said to him.

"Well? Has gone? "Wang Xian frowned slightly, then nodded and looked at Ling Zong Zhu: "the sword has passed, let's go too!"

"Good!"

Ling Zongzhu nodded, followed Wang Xian and drove towards the meeting hall.

Behind them, the rickets old man's eyes are some resolute to follow behind.

He planned to spend time with Wang Xian. Even if he gave up the dignity of a strong man, he must take this guy to cure himself.

Otherwise, his whole life will be over.

"A lot of people!"

When Ling Zongzhu and Wang Xian came to the meeting hall in the middle of the two peaks, Ling Zong Zhu looked around in surprise.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered around. Judging from its strength, it is much stronger than Liuhai area.

"Naturally, there are a lot of people in Wuwu sect. This is because many people are not qualified to enter. Otherwise, millions of people will have it!"

Wang Xian's eyes swept around.

At the beginning of the final, there was a lot of excitement in the final day.

Around the challenge arena, there are big people and strong people.

In particular, there are still many vacant seats in the front of Weiwo sect, which are already full.

On the first day, the two strong men in charge of the seven steps of Dongxu sat aside and replaced them with two old men in blue robes.

"Why? Master Ling, let's go

Wang Xian's eyes swept, and when he saw Bingxin's imperial position, he found that there was no Ling Jian'er's figure. He was slightly curious.

"Little brother Wang Xian, there is the sword!"

At this time, Ling Zongzhu on one side pointed to the front position and said with surprise.

Wang Xian looked at it and saw Bingxin emperor and Ling Jian'er sitting there in Weiwo sect.

The two ancestors of Bingxin Dynasty are talking with two old men in green robes.

"Master Ling, let's go and sit there first!"

Wang Xian looked at the past and did not think much about it. He came to the seat of Bingxin emperor.

As soon as he sat down, he saw that Ling Jian'er found them coming and waved to him.

Wang Xian smile, smile all over the face of the same wave.

"Hehe, hehe, the sword is so bright!"

Ling Zongzhu looked at his daughter, his eyes were moist and said excitedly.

"Don't worry, Lord Ling. I'll take the sword back. I'll let her recognize you as a father!"

Wang Xian looked at Ling Zongzhu and assured him.

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