Those who have never met Xuanyuan Hao want to see how arrogant Xuanyuan Hao is. He will make Miao Yi make an exception and sign Xuanyuan Hao as the sage son. What's more important is that Xuanyuan Hao is still a person of a foreign surname.

In the Miao family, no one with a foreign surname has served as the Holy Son of the Miao family since ancient times.

In this way, Xuanyuan Hao was naturally pushed to the forefront of the Miao family, but Xuanyuan Hao did not take this seriously. With his current attainments, the Miao family's affairs naturally could not cause any turmoil in his heart.

"Are you saying true?" At this moment, in the room, Miao Feng's beautiful eyes were filled with strange meaning, and she was completely puzzled by the purpose of his father doing this. What was even more surprising was that Yuan Xuan was actually named the Holy Son.

"This is still fake. After being enfeoffed as a saint, the news has spread throughout the Miao family. I'm afraid you won't know!" A young woman glanced at Miao Feng and said, "Do you want to figure out what's the reason?"

"Since my father has given this seat of the Holy Son of Yuan Xuan, there is naturally my father's reason, and there is nothing to be clarified!" Miao Feng smiled slightly. In fact, he was extremely strange in his heart, and he didn't know what my brother should think now.

Miao Yi has a son and a daughter, and his daughter is Miao Feng.

As for his son, he is named Miao Zhenfeng, he is also one of the seven queens of the Miao family, and he is also the one with the highest reputation of the seat of the Holy Son in this generation. Now, the seat of the Holy Son has been decided before the competition, and Miao Zhenfeng naturally felt dissatisfied.

"Let's go and have a look!" Then Miao Feng stepped out of the wing room.

However, after Xuanyuan Hao was named the Holy Son, no one in the Miao family's senior leaders made trouble for Xuanyuan Hao. Obviously, Miao Yi has a very high prestige in the Miao family. Since Miao Yi chose Xuanyuan Hao and the Miao family's senior leaders, many people should respect Miao Yi's choice.

Of course, not everyone in the Miao family is like this.

"Brother Yuan, I really couldn't imagine it!" At this moment, on the core martial arts field of the Miao family, Miao Wei smiled at Xuanyuan Hao and said, "Brother Yuan just arrived at my Miao family and was appointed by the Sword Master. Although I don't know why, compared to Brother Yuan, he has extraordinary abilities, so the Sword Master directly appointed him!"

When Miao Wei made friends with Xuanyuan Hao, he fell in love with Xuanyuan Hao's outstanding talent, which could help the Miao family and gain the right to mine veins. However, in just one day, Xuanyuan Hao transformed himself into a saint son of the Miao family.

Although the key is that Miao Yi sent an order that the words of Xuanyuan Hao of the Miao family were Miao Yi's words, and they should not be disobedient.

How much power does this give Xuanyuan Hao?

"Brother Miao, I was joking, but I was quite talented and attracted by the head of the family. There is nothing strange about it!"

"Then what have you talked to the head of the family? Can you tell me one or two?"

"It's nothing, I just talked about the mine veins!" Xuanyuan Hao responded lightly, his face as usual. Although Miao Wei didn't believe it very much, he had to give up.

Then, he continued: "I'm afraid, Brother Yuan will not be peaceful in the Miao family in the past few days!"

"I know this!" Xuanyuan Hao nodded, as the extremely holy son, many people must have been dissatisfied and came to challenge him. Of course, Xuanyuan Hao did not take it seriously and walked with Miao Wei.

Xuanyuan Hao appeared in the martial arts performance venue, naturally focusing on the eyes of many disciples.

"Look, Miao Renjie is here!" At this moment, many eyes fell on the group of young people, and the person led by the young people was Miao Renjie, one of the seven generations of the posthumous saints.

"Brother Yuan, you may be in trouble!" Miao Wei reminded. However, Xuanyuan Hao still didn't take it seriously and continued to walk towards his room, but the road ahead was soon intercepted.

Miao Renjie stared at Xuanyuan Hao and said coldly: "Although I don't know why you were named the Holy Son, not anyone can do this position as the Holy Son. At least you must have real strength and take action!"

Xuanyuan Hao glanced at Miao Renjie indifferently, ignored it, and continued walking.

"Yuan Xuan, you dare not even face my challenge. How can you take on the Miao family's Holy Son? A sword for a day, that's just that you haven't met the real pride of heaven, the Miao family's Holy Son? The head of the family doesn't know what kind of ecstasy soup you have locked up by you, but he actually named you, a person of other surnames, as the saint!"

"Miao Renjie, what were you talking about?" At this moment, a sarcastic voice came. Miao Renjie's eyes turned and he said, "Isn't it? He didn't even dare to fight me, so he was named the sage son by the head of the family. How could he convince people?'

"My father does this, so naturally there is a reason why my father does this. When will you need to ask?" Miao Feng snorted coldly, and looked at Xuanyuan Hao with beautiful eyes and said, "Brother Yuan, ignore him!"

Dong ~

But at this moment, Miao Renjie stepped forward and pointed his sword at Xuanyuan, snorting coldly: "If you don't dare to fight, you are not qualified to be the sage of the Holy Son. If you are afraid of death, I will show mercy under the sword and will not hurt your life!"

Xuanyuan Hao glanced at Miao Renjie and instantly saw that the other party's cultivation was at the level of the Human Emperor, and he was a person who had just attained enlightenment and became the Emperor. His Taoist intention was not stable. Xuanyuan Hao naturally had no interest in this kind of cultivation.

Although Xuanyuan Hao is also in the realm of the Human Emperor, he has comprehended three kinds of Taoist meanings, and such a battle is meaningless.

Then, Xuanyuan Hao spoke to Miao Wei: "Go!"

As soon as this said, Miao Wei looked at Xuanyuan Hao strangely, and he couldn't see through what Xuanyuan Hao was thinking, as if it was very mysterious, but he saw a different kind of spirit in Xuanyuan Hao's eyes.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fight, but that he doesn’t want to fight.

"Stop!" Seeing Xuanyuan Hao ignore it, Miao Renjie snorted coldly: "It seems that he has a false reputation. I don't think you deserve to be the Holy Son of the Miao family!"

When did he, Miao Renjie, be ignored so much?

Originally, he had great confidence in the seat of the Holy Son in this term, but before the competition was even completed, the head of the family set the Saint Son. This hurdle cannot be overcome in Miao Renjie's heart. In the past two years, he has been practicing hard. Why? Isn't it just to plunder the Saint Son's seat and fight for the grand plan?

However, the efforts of two years have been in vain.

Then, he snorted coldly: "Can you avoid a fight if you don't take action?"

Wow~

As soon as this said, a cold sword power roared on Miao Renjie, but Xuanyuan Hao's eyes turned: "As the Holy Son of the Miao family, my words are the words of the head of the family. If you disrespect me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xuanyuan Hao's voice was extremely cold. The Renren Emperor Sword in his hand reached Miao Renjie's eyebrows, which exuded a slutty and murderous aura, which made Miao Renjie stunned there. The Holy Son was under the Miao family and above ten thousand people.

When he attacked the Holy Son, Xuanyuan Hao had the right to convict Miao Renjie of great disrespect.

Quiet ~
Chapter completed!