Chapter 1579: Dragon has reverse scales 1

Some arrogant, some mad!
This is the evaluation of the Lord Bing Xin to Wang Xian.
In the room, the two ancestors of the Bingxin Dynasty sat quietly with their faces full of thought.
"Brother, what do you think!"
Long hair said to the white-haired old man.
"Although Pastor Wang is strong and has great potential, Pastor Wang's character is destined to make him provoke many enemies. Now even Aotian provokes him. This is not a good thing!"
"For our Bingxin Dynasty, Young Master Aotian is a better choice!"
After a long silence, the white-haired old man said lightly.
"I also think that the son who is the sole teacher is the best choice. It will be of great benefit to the future of our Bingxin Dynasty!"
"Anyway, Pastor Wang has cured his elder brother's illness for decades, and we can't be too ungrateful!"
The long-haired old man nodded slowly.
"Young Master Aotian speaks, it is not easy for us to refuse, especially if we dominate and promote marriage, we can't refuse with the sole proprietorship of the solipsist sect. In this case, we will marry the sword to Aotian. Little Lord!"
"This is also a better choice for Jian'er. As for Pastor Wang, the beauties of the Bingxin Dynasty let him choose!"
Country Lord Bing Xin slowly showed a smile on his face, watching the two ancestors propose.
"Well, if that's the case, let's go to the solo venue together. If Jian'er can really get the first place tomorrow, it will benefit our Bingxin Dynasty even more, haha!"
The long-haired old man stood up and said with a smile on his face.
The white-haired old man and Bing Xin nodded with smiles on their faces.
Things, they have already decided.
Bing Jinghuan, who stood in front, showed a sneer on his face, full of gloat.
"Jian'er, let's go, the master will take you to the venue of the only one!"
In the early morning of the next day, the Lord Bing Xin, the two ancestors and Bing Jinghuan and his party came to Ling Jian'er's courtyard and shouted at Ling Jian'er.
"master?"
Ling Jian'er walked out and saw his ancestor and the top powerhouses of the Bingxin Dynasty arrive, with a look of error on his face.
"Master, why are you here?"
She asked curiously.
"Haha, why? Can't you come and see my outstanding apprentice?"
The long-haired old man smiled happily and shouted happily.
"Zou Jian'er, we will take you over. I hope you can get the first place today. By then, our Bingxin Dynasty will have a long face!"
"After today's fight is over, Father Father will give you a big surprise!"
The Lord Bing Xin said with a smile.
"Thank you, the emperor!"
Ling Jian'er nodded with a smile on his face.
"Let's go!"
Lord Bing Xin nodded and said directly.
"Wait for the emperor, Wang Xian hasn't come yet, he should come in a while!"
Ling Jian'er looked outside and said.
"Jian'er, let's rush over first, Pastor Wang knows the place himself!"
The long-haired old man frowned slightly and said with a smile.
"That... all right!"
Ling Jian'er nodded slightly, and followed Bingxin Dynasty's crowd towards the place where the only one could martial.
....
"Little brother Wang Xian, you are sure, Jian'er... Will Jian'er recognize my father?"
At this moment, on the way to Ling Jian'er's courtyard, Sect Master Ling looked at Wang Xian nervously and said.
"Sect Master Ling, don't be nervous, Jian'er can't recognize you now, but you can cultivate it slowly!"
Wang Xian smiled at Sect Master Ling.
During this period of time, Ling Jian'er had gradually accepted herself, and he naturally wanted her to get acquainted with Sect Master Ling.
Even if the father-daughter relationship cannot be restored, at least Sect Master Ling will be more happy and relieved.
"Pastor Wang, I was wrong, I was wrong, as long as you save me, I am willing to do anything you ask me!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from a nearby location.
Sect Master Ling frowned slightly and looked to the left.
A rickety figure, like a beggar, dying at any time, prayed to Wang Xian.
"Don't pretend to be so pitiful, find a safe place to spend the rest of your life!"
Wang Xian's eyes swept away, without the slightest pity in his eyes.
A person who wants to threaten him will naturally not save him!
The rickety old man looked at Wang Xian resolutely, his eyes were gloomy, watching Wang Xian walk towards the front and followed closely.
"Master Sage, Princess Jian'er has followed the lord and ancestors and they have gone to the so-called solemnity venue!"
When Wang Xian came to Ling Jian'er's courtyard, a maid said to him.
"Huh? Already gone?"
Wang Xian frowned slightly, then nodded, and looked at Sect Master Ling: "Jian'er has passed, let's go too!"
"Good!"
Sect Master Ling nodded, and drove behind Wang Xian towards the so-called solemnity venue.
Behind them, the rickety old man followed behind with some firm eyes.
He intends to spend time with Wang Xian, even if he is stalking and giving up the dignity of the strong, he must heal himself.
Otherwise, his whole life will really be over.
"so many people!"
When Sect Master Ling and Wang Xian came to the venue in the middle of the two mountain peaks, Sect Master Ling looked around with surprise.
Hundreds of thousands of people gathered around, looking at its strength, it was much stronger than the Liuhai area.
"There are naturally a lot of people who are capable of martial arts of the Solecratic sect. This is because there are many people who are not qualified to enter, otherwise, millions of people will have!"
Wang Xian glanced around.
The last day of Wushu, and the day of the finals, is much more lively than when it first started.
Around the ring, big men and strong men appeared.
Especially for the front seat of the Solipsmatics, there were still many vacant seats at the beginning, which were already full.
On the first day, the two strong men of the seventh rank of Dongxu sat aside and replaced them with two old men in blue robes.
"Huh? Sect Master Ling, let's go over!"
Wang Xian glanced over, and when he saw the position of Bingxin Dynasty, he found that there was no figure of Ling Jian'er, and he was slightly curious.
"Little Brother Wang Xian, where is Jian'er!"
At this moment, Sect Master Ling on the side pointed to the frontmost position, and said with surprise on his face.
Wang Xian looked around and saw the Bingxin Dynasty and Ling Jian'er sitting at the Solipsist Sect.
The two ancestors of the Bingxin Dynasty were talking with two old men in Qingpao.
"Sect Master Ling, let's go and sit there first!"
Wang Xian looked over, did not think much, and came to the seat of the original Bingxin Dynasty.
He just sat down and saw Ling Jian'er noticed their arrival and waved at him.
Wang Xian smiled and waved his hand with a smile on his face.
"Ha ha, ha ha, Jian'er is much more cheerful!"
Sect Master Ling looked at his daughter, his eyes moist, and said excitedly.
"Don't worry, Sect Master Ling, I will bring Jian'er back, and I will let her recognize you as a father!"
Wang Xian looked at Sect Master Ling and promised.