Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

In the Tianqing Pagoda of Kyoto, today's Mr. Long was specially dressed up and put on the dragon country Tenglong warrior uniform that he would wear when he officially met foreign guests.

Wearing a white shirt, the jade belt wrapped around the waist is inscribed with the totem of the Dragon Kingdom and the golden dragon pattern.

In the 333-story small garden that was the tallest in the tower that day, Old Man Long looked down through the transparent glass wall.

Coming soon, the little guy who made him feel so surprised is coming to Kyoto today.

I don't know what was thinking, the wrinkled face of Old Man Long suddenly filled with a smile.

"Master, something happened to Xia Yan."

However, a voice soon brought Old Man Long back to reality.

When he turned his head, he saw the Minister of Defense Li Zijing walking quickly.

"Zi Jing, you are not too young anymore, why are you still so frizzy and frizzy."

After Li Zijing walked into the wheelchair of Mr. Long, he stretched out his hand and squeezed his shoulders naturally, and then smiled bitterly: "Father, don't say it too early, you will be anxious to hear this."

"Oh?"

"Xia Yan beat the Buddha of India."

"Ok?!"

When Mr. Long heard the words, his smile froze.

How long has this happened?

Why did Xia Yan beat up the Buddha of India...

"The Indian country has already got hair out, and the plaintext power was sent to the Chinese embassy in India. This happened more than an hour ago."

"An hour ago? Impossible, counting the time. Now Xia Yan and Xiong Yanting are almost flying to Kyoto. An hour ago, they must be in the military area of ​​the Ninth Region."

"Master, this one was fought in the military area." Li Zijing said.

Elder Long was stunned, and said with a dumb smile: "The military area fought, good boy, they all fought in the military area."

"But hearing what you said, it must be the Buddha of India who found the military area. I can't blame Xia Yan for this. Besides, what do the Indians think the Ninth Region is?"

"It's not their country of India. Even the Brahmins and Kshatriya of India don't have the privilege to show off on the territory of my Dragon Kingdom. A bunch of small Asans seem to be itchy again." Old man Long narrowed his eyes .

Li Zijing smiled bitterly and said: "Master, you know the virtues of Indians. This incident must be one yard of things in the end, and they will become reasonable if they don't reason."

"They, the crime of trespassing in our Long Country Military Region will take the initiative, but they will definitely kill Xia Yan and beat them to the Buddha of India."

"A San can do a lot of the ability to divide one thing into two."

When Mr. Long heard the words, he suddenly sneered twice and said, "Haha, what you said is reasonable. The Minister of Defense has not been in vain in recent years."

"However, they came to test my Longguo's attitude towards Xia Yan, but it turned out that they could not steal the chicken, and their own Buddha was beaten. After we were done, they were whimsical and wanted us to bleed."

"impossible."

"In addition, they want to take the opportunity to suppress Xia Yan, this is even more impossible."

"Falling things, if the time comes, I will kill all of them who come to Kyoto..." Although the voice of Old Man Long was not loud, it fell in Li Zijing's ears, making his body suddenly stiff.

Good guy, the old man is so murderous? !

Li Zijing can't remember when the last time the old man got angry.

But Li Zijing could perceive the importance of Xia Yan from Mr. Long's words.

This... but the confrontation between nations, India will inevitably send people to Kyoto to discuss an explanation, but the Indians certainly don’t know that before they arrive in Kyoto, the foundation of Kyoto, the foundation of the Dragon Kingdom, he alone is there. , There will be no lost old man in Kyoto, and he has already expressed his opinion now...

In the Ninth Territory, a large green mountain adjacent to Lingxiao City is the largest faction of Taoism in the entire Long Kingdom, and the birthplace of this sect.

Thousands of houses and halls are antique, with countless pavilions and buildings, winding upward from the mountainside, like a giant dragon entrenched on a green hill.

On the top of the highest mountain, in an ordinary fenced courtyard, under the vines, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, with Erlang's legs tilted, lay on a deck chair basking in the sun.

His half-removed black-faced and white-bottomed cloth shoes hung on the front half of the soles of his feet. As his legs were dangling, the shoes were swaying, uncomfortable.

Beside this middle-aged Taoist priest, there is also a recliner on which is also lying a middle-aged man.

It's just that the middle-aged man is wearing a decent suit and tie.

Outside the fence of yellow bamboo and wood, standing bodyguards in all suits and sunglasses.

"I said Xia Feng, your son beat the Buddha of India, do you still have leisure to come and talk to me?" The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the humane next to him.

This middle-aged man in a suit is Xia Feng, the master of the Ninth Domain, and also Xia Yan's Laozi.

Upon hearing this, Xia Feng glared at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Nonsense, it's obviously your god-given jade, Xiao Tianyu sent the Buddha of Yinguo to the intensive care unit."

"Oh, I said Xia Feng, you can't talk nonsense!" The middle-aged Taoist suddenly said with anxious eyes.

If this person’s identity is spoken out, no one in the Long Kingdom knows that no one knows. Don’t look at him arrogant and accustomed to salting fish, but he is the first order of the Long Kingdom, a contemporary celestial master, Zhang's family, Zhang Qixuan, was once known as the character of the Dragon Kingdom Qilinzi in his youth.

"Oh, don't worry, Coyote, we have known each other for more than 20 years, and I can still fool you."

"Um, Ah Da, take the military surveillance records and let our celestial master take a good look." Xia Feng beckoned outside the fence.

Zhang Qixuan sat up abruptly, took a few deep breaths, stared at Xia Feng and said, "Your son didn't fight?"

"beated."

"Your daughter didn't fight?"

"beated."

silence……

After a long time, Zhang Qitian suddenly sighed: "It's OK, little bee, let's talk about business, what do you want me to do."

"But let’s talk about it first. I can’t go down the mountain yet. I want me to be your son’s bodyguard. That’s unrealistic. If I could, I’d be out of the mountain by myself when the old man called. How can she let Tianyu pass by."

Xia Feng nodded and said, "Don't worry, my son's business is of course important, but you can't let your 20-year health care go in vain."

"Raise your sister, this is my magical power to become an immortal, it's called..."

"I only want you to give my son something." Xia Feng's face suddenly became straight and said with a serious face.

"What?" Zhang Qiqi suddenly had a bad feeling.

It used to be like this. I think he was the Zhang family who was in the same family back then. It was the rich and countless generations who were destined to be properly born.

As for Xia Feng, he was just a small soldier in the Black Cavalry more than 20 years ago.

Since the two got to know each other, Xia Feng has picked up good things from him.

That's fine. I have cheated me for more than 20 years. Now that he has a son, he has cheated me again.

Xia Feng smiled mysteriously and whispered: "I want..."