"Qi Qi Chang'an How could you... " Xia Dynasty is holding the table. Like other people, his physical strength is also rapidly losing. It is only because of his profound skills that his physical strength will be lost more slowly than others. Now he is looking at Qi Chang'an in disbelief, thinking that what he sees and what he hears seems to be a joke.

Qi Chang'an stood up from his seat. He slowly stepped up the steps and sat down beside the main seat of the main hall. This seat was originally prepared for the master of guanxiandao island. Now, it is no fault for him to sit on it.

His face is gentle, and there is no difference from before. Even when he looks at people, his eyes are full of benevolence and selflessness. He smiles and says, "I'm sorry, father-in-law. I've only let you know about my status as a master of Xiandao island until now."

"The master of Xiandao island..." This time, Ling Jiusheng said, "how could It will be you... "

Compared with the Xia Dynasty's disbelief, although Ling Jiusheng's expression on his face is not much, it seems that he is the most unacceptable person to accept this fact.

Qi Chang'an's eyes fell on Ling Jiusheng as if he were giving alms. He said with a smile, "it's really me who is the owner of the fairyland. We've met again."

Ling Jiusheng looks like a meal, and finally has a change.

"You know my surname is Hua It seems that you are indeed the man of the year. " Ling Jiusheng also laughs, not elated, only slightly bitter.

Hua Yan lies on the table, her eyes open, powerless asked: "Ling Jiusheng What do you mean by your surname Hua? "

She had a bad feeling.

"Don't you know Qi Chang'an kindly explained to Hua Yan, "the leader of Ling sect originally came from the flower family in the south of the Yangtze River. Only when his father abandoned his mother and chose to elope with another woman, he changed his surname to his mother."

"Jiangnan flower house..." Hua Yan opened her eyes, and the guess in her heart made her unwilling to think about it at the moment.

However, Qi Chang'an is a good person. He smiles and continues: "it's the flower family of Huayan girl's father. Many years ago, master Ling's mother died of depression and became ill. I saved him. Seeing that he was gifted, I also taught him some martial arts skills in the world."

Ling Jiusheng clenched his hand, and his voice was cold, "but you left without saying goodbye..."

"I still have something to do. I can't take an oil bottle with me." Qi Chang'an narrowed his eyes and laughed. At that time, he still wanted to join Zhengyi mountain villa and become the leader of Wulin.

Ling Jiusheng is silent.

Fifteen years ago, Ling Jiusheng was still a seven-year-old child. His father ran away with all his family property and another woman, and her mother soon died of illness. If she had not met Qi Chang'an, Ling Jiusheng would not have survived.

Ling Jiusheng has always remembered that it was a winter, in a broken temple, he was stupidly kneeling beside his mother's body. When the wind and snow were more abundant outside, a young man came in with a little cold.

The young man's appearance in the 13th four year plan, dressed in white, seemed to be whiter than the snow outside. Although he was young, he was handsome and had the demeanor of a modest gentleman.

The young man said with a smile, "it turns out that there are already people here. Do you mind if I hide from the snow here?"

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