"Master, that old guy is the powerful void son of the Yanhuang Heaven Group. ”

In the snow, Long Yingying stopped, pointed to the old figure on the snow peak, and said with a chill in her eyes.

If there is anyone in this world who does not respect this peerless power, it is her except the master.

Because, this old immortal is about to become an enemy of her master!

"Okay, you can find a place to watch the battle, and I'll go up on my own. ”

Luo Yu nodded, and with a flash of figure, he soared upwards and swept towards the top of the snow-capped mountain.

"Gotta win!"

Long Yingying clenched her fist, and then didn't run too far, she found a protruding rock nearby, and stood on it alone and looked up, with an abyss under her feet.

At this time, everyone else was arranged in the observation decks on the opposite high ground, and they were not allowed to act without permission.

Inside Observation Deck 3.

Compared with the observation deck where several other bigwigs gather, this place is a little deserted, and the people who are arranged here are at most the second echelon, or even the third echelon, in the celebrity society.

However, in the crowd, there was an old man with gray sideburns, although low-key, but with a compelling atmosphere.

Long Kunbao's identity is standing here, a little out of place, even if the Long family is down now, he will not be reduced to the point of having to be with some small family masters. After all, he had already stepped into the realm of Martial Venerable.

Long Kunbao came here by himself, and since the accident of the Long family, Long Kunbao has cut off contact with the celebrity society in the imperial capital, and intends to let the Long family Taoguang stay in obscurity for at least ten years.

Beside him, a tall young man with eyes like an eagle and a falcon.

He looked at the girl on the other side of the canyon, standing alone on the steep rocks in the snow, and couldn't bear to pull the old man's clothes and said, "Grandpa, why don't you call my little sister over and watch the battle together?"

Long Shaoyun was urgently summoned back to China by the old man this time, after all, the Long family did not have Long Kuncheng, and Long Yingying had left home, so someone had to provoke the beam.

Long Shaoyun, as the eldest grandson of the third generation of the Long family, must have the courage to take responsibility at this time.

And this former imperial capital tycoon, after more than a year of tempering in the international dark world, looks a lot more mature.

He already knew why his father died, and he also knew the situation of the Long family now, but when he came back this time, he surprisingly didn't make a fuss, and he didn't care about the mocking eyes around him, and accepted all the arrangements of the old man.

Just because of a little.

He believed that his grandfather was right, and that the wrong person was his father.

For more than a year, the place where he has sharpened is Europe.

On that day, there was a major incident at the headquarters of the Holy See, and he happened to be in Italy, not far from the Vatican.

Therefore, he believes in one thing, Luo Xianyu slaughtered the gods in Europe, not a legend.

At this moment, Long Shaoyun didn't want to complain about anything, but he just saw that his little sister was alone over there, and he wanted to call back, and the brother and sister united to greet him, after all, there are not many opportunities like this in the future.

"No need. ”

However, Long Kunbao waved his hand, and in the depths of his old eyes, there was a touch of fanaticism and sadness:

"If Luo Xianyu wins this battle, your sister will follow the master, and in the future, this Huaxia will be a first-class master when she sees her, and she will have to lower her eyebrows three feet......"

"What if Luo Xianyu is defeated?" Long Shaoyun asked busily, with a hint of bad premonition in his heart.

Although he has been deeply impressed by Luo Xianyu's ability, believes in the myth of this person slaughtering the god, and admits that the Long family has no hope of revenge in this life, but the person who is about to fight Luo Xianyu at the moment is not an ordinary person, and it is also a myth in the land of China for thousands of years.

When two myths collide, it's hard to easily judge who will have the last laugh, everything is variable.

"As the old saying goes, loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, and the martyrs don't marry the second husband, if Luo Xianyu is defeated, Yingying should go with him. ”

Long Kunbao closed his eyelids, as if he was afraid that something would happen, but he was powerless to stop it.

Hearing this, Long Shaoyun was very uncomfortable, and for a moment, he wanted to rush forward and pull the little sister back.

After all, it was his own sister.

Seeing that the old man knew that a tragedy might happen, but was indifferent, Long Shaoyun was suddenly relieved again.

The little sister is now by Luo Xianyu's side, but she is just a maid, much lower than the courtiers and wives, etc., and the fate of the master will determine her fate.

Take a step back and say, even if the little sister wants to give up, it's too late, she will publicly appear as a servant tonight, with Luo Xianyu, the world remembers her emaciated shadow, if Luo Xianyu is defeated, it is the little sister who wants to live secretly, those Luo Xianyu's mortal enemies, will not let her go, and even, will transfer the hatred for Luo Xianyu to her, there may be countless disgusting bosses, will be proud of taking Luo Xianyu's maid as a plaything, so she might as well die!

Moreover, Long Shaoyun understood that the reason why the old man was hard-hearted and refused to pull his little sister back on the eve of the decisive battle like the Xiao family and the Ye family was actually a big gamble.

Grandpa bets that Luo Xianyu will definitely win this battle.

If Luo Xianyu loses, then the Long family will also lose, and they will lose their last supporter, so when the time comes, it will not be as simple as the little sister "following the master".

"Luo Xianyu, up and down my Long family, have bet their fate on you, so ...... No matter what, you can't afford to lose!!"

Long Shaoyun looked up at the top of the snow peak, clenched his fists, and shouted in his heart.

......

On the top of the snow peak, Luo Yu swept up in an instant, stepping on the top of another peak, facing the void hundreds of battles away, across the steep valley.

There are many snow peaks in the North Wind Snow Mountain, and the highest main peak is the Snow God Peak.

What is intriguing is that at this time, the two powerhouses did not go to compete for the Snow God Peak, but found a foothold on the mountain very casually.

This represents a state of mind, and in the hearts of the two of them, the highest mountain is themselves. "There was an old man standing on observation deck No. 2, holding a flute in his hand, and his eyes were burning.

Many bigwigs noticed this one and were shocked.

Old Man Moyin, the master of the No. 1 killer Fuqin man on the black list, the Great Martial Venerable of hundreds of years ago, no one knows about the realm now, and he may be close to God.

"What the predecessors said is that these two have their own invincible mood!"

And more people saw Luo Yu's true face for the first time.

"This is Luo Xianyu!"

"Too young!"

"Standing in front of the Void Son, he is like a fledgling boy, arguing with the ancestor who founded the sect. ”

Many people first paid attention to Luo Yu's appearance, based on the fact that he was not as vicissitudes and old as the Void Son, and the Dao Bone Immortal Style, invisibly, they looked down on him a lot.

Ye Xinyuan and Xiao Luan, the two daughters, are also the first time to see a living person.

Both girls were stunned.

"I once heard Ming Yihan say that the Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, I originally thought that it was just a joke from Mr. Ming......"

Ye Xinyuan's quiet eyes revealed a little brilliance, just like Snow White's heart that was as quiet as an autumn lake, and was thrown into a stone, causing a slight ripple.

Ye Xinyuan, as a talented noblewoman, was still reserved, and Xiao Luan, the arrogant little Yan Kong, was defeated in an instant.

"Wow, Grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier, since this person can be so handsome that the world is destroyed. ”

Xiao Luan's little hand was wearing pink gloves, placed on her pointed chin, small stars flashed in her big eyes, and a trace of crystal flowed out of the corners of her playful mouth, and the whole person was in a trance, like an elf princess who fell in love in an instant.

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