Xia Chenglong looked at the smile on the corner of the other person's mouth, and his back felt a little chilled, and he always felt something was wrong.

"Come on, I'll help you untie it. It's no big deal."

"No, no, no, I was wrong, what solution? Didn't we agree to it? I will win the conference championship and solve it again. Don't, don't come over, I'm calling someone, ah... it hurts,...ah...don't hit!"

What will happen next can be reported nationwide. There are bad incidents of abuse of teenagers in a certain cave, which are heartbroken and terrible.

Feng Buxiu left, leaving only Xia Chenglong standing alone on the cliff and looking into the distance. Who would have thought of the mystery of fate?

No one can survive calmly from the peak and fall from the bottom. He has no way to untie the other party's seal, and can only survive in the other party's way.

In the Fenghuang Mountain villa, the place where laughter and joy were no longer noisy, they were all waiting, waiting for the place that would never disappoint.

Feng Buxiu said a lot before leaving, for example, from now on, there will be no Dragon Tribe, and there will be no king of the younger generation.

"Is it a bit difficult to transform the body?" Xia Chenglong said to himself.

"Qianqian, come down to have a meal!" Wang Yazhi shouted upstairs.

Zhao Shaojiu hugged Qianqian, and no other expressions were seen on his face.

"Aunt, where is Uncle Long, why didn't he come?" Qianqian asked casually.

The little girl is always innocent and cute, but her words have aroused the suspicion of many people.

Five days have passed, and Zhao Shaojiu has been waiting for Xia Chenglong's arrival for five days, hoping that a miracle will happen, although this possibility is very small.

The woman scraped the girl's nose and kissed her with distress: "Don't worry, your Uncle Long will definitely come back, let's have a meal first."

"No, I want Uncle Long to hug you, I want Uncle Long to hug you..."

Tears were floating in Qianqian's big eyes, as if she had lost something very precious.

At this moment, Zhao Shaojiu was in a dilemma for him to find Uncle Long for the little guy, but she couldn't show any emotion in front of Qianqian.

"Qianqian, Uncle Long is here!"

...

With the sudden sound, the villa became silent. Zhao Shaojiu wiped her eyes, wondering whether her thoughts were hallucinating.

I pinched my hand and it hurts very much, which means that all this is true.

Mo Qilin leaned against the door with his arms wrapped around him. He was the first person to discover the other party, so he was able to control his emotions well.

Qianqian saw Uncle Long who had been missing for a long time and struggled to come out of Zhao Shaojiu's arms. She stumbling, split her smile, and opened her arms and ran over.

"Long, Uncle Long, Qianqian wants to hug her!"

Xia Chenglong stood there waiting for the little girl to rush over, and quickly kissed her on the face as the little girl rushed in.

"Hey~ Uncle Long, beard, scum!"

The little girl smiled and turned her head, avoiding Xia Chenglong's "sneak attack". The laughter of the two was once again filled with the villa, with the smell of home.

Only when facing Qianqian, this steel-like man will smile for a long time. Who said that Brother Soldiers won’t laugh?

"Okay, Uncle Long takes Qianqian to have a meal!"

"Uh-huh!"

When the big and small voices disappeared from the spot, Zhao Shaojiu was still standing there, crying and laughing.

Smiling is particularly obvious in the dimples on the face, and crying is the tears falling from the corners of the eyes.

This real and fantasy feeling has been echoing in the woman's mind, and her belief has become more and more firm from this moment and will never change.

After dinner, Mo Qilin took Qianqian to rest. Xia Chenglong came here not simply to report his safety. He had very important things to discuss.

In the study, Xia Chenglong sat aside, Wang Yazhi and Zhao Shaojiu sat in the front seats, and they were happy for reunion again.

"Sister-in-law, Jiuer, do you know the ten-year Fighting Conference?" Xia Chenglong explained after asking: "A score-scraping conference held by a capable family, the winners got a lot, and nothing left behind if they were defeated."

"You won't say this, right!"

Zhao Shaojiu took out an invitation from the drawer. This invitation is not simple gold paper. Its production process is unique. Each invitation is exclusively customized, so it is impossible to just give it a second one.

The Bincheng Fighting Fist Conference gave them two days ago as an invitation to participate in the ten-year heroic meeting held by the Fighting Fist Conference.

Originally, the Zhao family did not have this qualification, and the other party decided based on what the Zhao family did in the past few months.

Indeed, if you use thunder to destroy the Zong family, you will kill the Blood Evil Club, fight with the Three Shangs and Four Halls, and then destroy the Shao family in Xihai City, which is enough to make the Zhao family qualified to participate.

"Fourth brother, are you sure you want to participate in this?"

"Well, we not only have to participate, but also get first place."

It is obviously a big deal, but it is too unscrupulous to say it in Xia Chenglong's mouth!

The question is, how do they participate?

Family members under the age of 45 are unlimited in strength, limited to five.

Some of the Zhao family are under forty-five years old, but their strength is...

Xia Chenglong, Mo Qilin, and three more people who can look down on their faces are a bit difficult.

The two Zhao family members who returned before were in the power of the first to enter the realm of transformation. What should I do if one person is missing?

Xia Chenglong didn't care about this issue. Under normal cultivation talent, there were few people under the age of forty-five who were under the age of 45.

With half a year left before the conference begins, Xia Chenglong believes that the Zhao family can train a good guy, and it is enough to have these.

In addition, we should also pay attention to the rules of the Fighting Fist Conference. This is related to the regional division of the Great China Kingdom. First, the battle between each region will be fought to the decisive one within a certain period of time, and finally represent this region to participate in the national Fighting Fist Conference.

Xia Chenglong didn't think so much. The first thing he had to guarantee was that the Zhao family could win the first place in Beihai District.

If possible, it would be best to find Zong Xueqin. After all, this is what promised his brother and you cannot give up under any circumstances.

This is an unimaginable opportunity and choice for the Zhao family, which is just starting out, either to make a fortune or to pieces.

Zhao Shaojiu looked at Wang Yazhi, and the two seemed to have made a decision, with a firm expression in their eyes.

"Okay, Fourth Brother, let's listen to you. Anyway, the Zhao family has not passed once, so I'm not afraid of not once again. At worst, I can start over again."

"That's right, Jackie Chan, don't worry. We all support you. I believe that the ancestors of the Zhao family will not have any objection." Wang Yazhi also said.

People who were never known each other could support them wholeheartedly at this time. It would be false to say that they were not moved. Although Xia Chenglong could not guarantee that the Zhao family would always stand at the peak, as long as he was there, the Zhao family would not die.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, Jiuer, this is not just a bad thing. Believe me, the Zhao family will definitely get better and better in the future."
Chapter completed!