Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Wang Tianquan was completely shocked.

Unable to move around, he could only watch helplessly as Wang Qing'er was dragged to him by a force of suction. He roared angrily and said with an extremely distorted face: "Mo Yuntian, if you really dare to do this ? I will personally send you to see that wimpy father."

Seeing this, Mo Yuntian just laughed.

Like a little ant threatening an elephant, it looks weak and powerless, and even a bit funny.

After laughing, his face slowly froze, he looked at Wang Tianquan and said, "It's already this time, you still dare to threaten me, Wang Tianquan, I have to say, you are really brave."

After the words fell, the world was a bit gloomy and cold at this moment.

……

At this moment, Zhou Mu felt very uneasy.

The Wang Family Martial Arts Hall is still quite a distance away from Qingyun Peak. If it is a strong man like a saint, it will be there in a blink of an eye, but a strong Taoist palace like Zhou Mu is not even in the five realms of the mortal world. A breakthrough must be at least a day's journey away.

Even if it was accompanied by a strong saint, or a strong man who was about to reach the realm of a saint, such as Fang Yun, Zhou Mu would still have to travel half a day.

Therefore, even if Zhou Mu was extremely anxious, he could only be anxious.

Halfway through, he looked at Fang Yun who didn't change his face and said: "Go... hurry to the Wang Family Martial Arts... Make sure... protect Xiao Jiu, whoever dares to touch her will be killed without mercy."

Zhou Mu gasped for several breaths before he could speak clearly.

At this time, Fang Yun nodded slightly, and said, "It doesn't matter if you shoot or kill."

The moment the words fell, Fang Yun's figure disappeared, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the sky.

Zhou Mu watched, and for some reason, the unease in his heart became more serious.

He clutched his heart and murmured: "You better not hurt Xiao Jiu, or..."

……

Sihai Pavilion

At this time, Zhao Jing was sitting in his yard.

He made a fist with his left hand, making an attacking gesture.

I don't know how long it took before he recovered, looked around with a confused expression on his face, and said in shock after a while: "I'm back..."

"Qing'er..."

He roared, and the figure rushed out immediately.

But at the moment when he was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared, like a hard wall, Zhao Jing bumped into it abruptly, and with a howl, he was thrown to the ground by the rebound force of the wall.

Eyes full of gold stars.

When he regained his senses, he stood up abruptly.

No matter how slow he reacted at this moment, he knew who was responsible.

"Zhao Tianfu, what do you mean?"

Zhao Tianfu, his father, is currently the owner of the Four Seas Pavilion.

Now Huangtian Domain is a peak existence second only to the Lord of the Sword God Hall in a sense.

The voice echoed in the empty courtyard, but no one answered.

Zhao Jing was in a hurry.

Thinking of his Qing'er facing the predicament alone and helpless, even he felt a little tricky, not to mention that the Wang family martial arts gym behind Qing'er was like a toothless tiger, and could not give him any help at all.

He has also heard about the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan. It is said that they are the deadly opponents of the Wang Family Martial Arts. From the generation of his grandfather, until now, Wang Tianquan, the current owner of the martial arts gym, once had a big battle with Mo Yuntian, the current patriarch of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan. .

The battle ended with Mo Yuntian's failure and disfigurement.

Mo Yuntian is a well-deserved handsome man, and he is especially concerned about his appearance. After being destroyed by Wang Tianquan, the feud between the two families has become more and more endless.

At this time, as one of the most important festivals for the Wang Family Martial Arts Academy, the appearance of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan must have been carefully planned, especially to be able to suddenly appear in the center of the Martial Arts Academy, it must be due to internal and external cooperation.

Thinking of Wang Tianfeng who often had conflicts with Wang Tianquan, Zhao Jing felt his heart tighten.

If nothing else happened, the insider should be Wang Tianfeng.

After reading this, he took a deep breath, and his eyes turned red.

In such a helpless situation, if he is not by Qing'er's side, how scared Qing'er must be!

Thinking of the shivering figure in the cold wind, Zhao Jing's heart tightened suddenly.

He roared towards the sky: "Zhao Tianfu, come out for me, what do you mean?"

"You are trying to kill my son..."

"I hate you……"

At the end of his speech, he fell to his knees in a weak state, crying loudly.

With tears in his eyes, he vaguely saw a toe of a shoe in front of him. He raised his head abruptly, rubbed his eyes, and after seeing clearly the face that had experienced a lot of vicissitudes, he quickly stood up and said with a choked voice, "Father..."

Zhao Tianfu sighed, his voice somewhat helpless.

Even after he rubbed Zhao Jing's head, his eyes froze bit by bit.

He said: "Zhao Jing, this is the first lesson that father taught you. As the young master of Sihai Pavilion, you should not only have love and love in your heart, but also have hundreds of thousands of disciples in Sihai Pavilion. You are in this position." Up, there must be a trade-off.”

"What do you mean, Qinger..."

Zhao Jing was dumbfounded.

Zhao Tianfu said: "Beihuang Demon Clan's position in Beihuang City is also at the top, a bit like Zhongzhou before. Although the ranking in Huangtianyu is not as good as that of Sihai Pavilion, it has developed very rapidly in recent years, especially after the current patriarch Mo Yuntian took over. , even more powerful, in just ten years, three new saints and powerhouses have been added."

Having said that, his eyes changed slightly.

Such a powerful Northern Wilderness Demon Clan with great development potential, even if it is as strong as Sihai Pavilion, has a lot of fear.

It can be said that now he absolutely does not want to face-to-face with the Northern Wilderness Demons, especially when Sihai Pavilion and the Northern Wilderness Demons do not interfere with each other. Court influence.

And Zhao Jing was there at that time, based on his understanding, this guy would definitely protect Wang Qing'er, Zhao Jing represented the Sihai Pavilion, and at that time represented the Sihai Pavilion to fight the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan.

This situation is definitely not what Zhao Tianfu wants to see.

He sighed for a long time, looking at the child who had always placed high expectations on him, but now he was crying like a tearful child, and said: "The time when you are able to hide your emotions and anger is also the time when you grow up. Now you are still far behind."

Zhao Jing cried with snot and tears: "I don't want to grow up, I don't want to grow up, I just want Qing'er..."

Zhao Tianfu's face suddenly became serious, and he roared angrily: "Zhao Jing, you are the young master of my Four Seas Pavilion, you should show a little demeanor of the young master, crying, what do you look like?"

This roar obviously had an effect, Zhao Jing was taken aback and was stunned for a moment.

But then he fell to his knees with a plop.

The tears on his face were wiped clean by him. He looked up at Zhao Tianfu and said, "Father, if you can save Qing'er, I will do whatever you want me to do."

"Father, I can't live without Qing'er..."

"Father, my child has never asked you for anything in this life, you..."

"Shut up." Zhao Tianfu's face turned cold, "From today onwards, you will stay here, shut your door and think about your mistakes, and don't go out without my order."