I was Invincible for a Billion Years

Hangzhou City, Ling Family Ancestral Hall.

The martial arts royal family who had lived in Ling's family for three days, Sima Yan, the young martial master of the Sima family, sat high on the throne, and did not regard himself as an outsider at all, just like the lofty attitude of the helm of the Ling family.

It was Ling Xuerong standing behind her, but at this moment she looked like a shoulder-pinching maid, blushing, with a cute appearance of a little bird.

This little princess of the Ling family, the Jiangnan Goddess Ling, officially became Sima Yan's woman in her boudoir three days ago.

at this point.

As a father, Ling Daoyuan already knew that he wished that Sima Yan would stay in his daughter's boudoir every day. The longer he stayed, the more it would show that the next Martial Lord of the Sima Clan would definitely marry his daughter!

Like a god, the martial arts royal family overlooking the world!

In the entire Jiangnan, all the supreme royal families are probably going crazy with envy at this time!

A handsome young man in a Chinese suit sitting on the right suddenly muttered a sentence:

Old Ancestor, I really don't know why, Mr. Sima is rarely able to stay in our Ling's house for a few days, and he doesn't come out to entertain us.

This young man was Ling Xuerong's cousin Ling He. Ever since he learned that Sima Yan was going to be the son-in-law of his Ling family, he began to ignore some of Ling Yuxuan's words.

And it's not just him.

All the senior members of the Ling family and the young direct descendants are like this, but one dares to speak out and the other dare not.

Brother Yan, are you not angry? How about I apologize to you on behalf of the ancestor? Ling He picked up a cup of tea beside him, put on an apologetic posture, and said with a smile on his face:

Don't worry about it, the ancestor is getting old, maybe his mind is a little confused.

Sima Yan nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

But his heart was gloomy, and he snorted coldly:

This old bastard, who is only ranked 50th on the list of gods, dares not to give me Sima Yan face!

If it wasn't for maintaining this polite and modest appearance, to show how extraordinary he is as the martial arts royal family, the young martial master of the Sima Clan.

How can it be the turn of a mere end-sovereign to put on airs with him!

You tell me, how long can Chu Lingxiao last in the face of the strong siege of the Dugu royal family?

Are you giving Chu Lingxiao too much face? Does he dare to confront the Dugu royal family head-on?

Hahaha, yes.

Sitting at the back of the lobby, the young direct descendants of the Ling family could chatter and joke from time to time. The prudent senior executives didn't say anything, but there was a faint smile on their faces, and they looked like they were watching a play on the spot, and they were leisurely and contented.

See for yourself the truth.

Then Chu Lingxiao, the scene where his head was beheaded.

It's a pity that such an unrivaled powerhouse, how could he be so stupid and still stay in the inland area? After hearing the news, he was probably frightened like a rat crossing the street and fled overseas.

What a pity, what a pity.

Ling He's tone was casual and normal, without any scruples, he said another sentence suddenly:

If the person who killed Chu Lingxiao's head was Brother Yan, you would be fine.

However, Sima Yan took a sip of tea, but shook his head,

Lightly replied:

Such a flashy record is of no use to me. If I want to make a move, I must personally behead a peerless head, rather than relying on external forces.

Furthermore, a mere Chu Lingxiao is just a bereaved dog now, how can he be compared with me in the future.

Sima Yan's plain voice spread throughout the hall, and all the young direct descendants fell silent at once.

There was no more sound.

They all looked at Sima Yan with pilgrimage-like eyes, full of admiration and excitement, as if their blood was boiling with excitement because of these two sentences.

As expected of being the next young Martial Lord of the Sima Clan, these words are so inspiring!

If you want to cut it, cut it with your own hands!

Instead of relying on external force!

This is what a man does!

Yes, Brother Yan is right! Ling He's eyes trembled, he glanced at his peers, and said excitedly:

Brother Yan, you are such an outstanding person in the world, you will definitely be able to surpass that Chu Lingxiao in the future!

The senior executives were also mobilized, looked at each other, and nodded secretly. This argument alone is enough to prove that this outstanding person who is about to succeed the Martial Lord of the Sima Royal Family and ascend to the top of an era is better than any young Martial Master of the Martial Dao Royal Family.

At this moment.

Sima Yan's expression darkened suddenly, and he asked:

I heard that Xue Rong once knelt down to Chu Lingxiao?

immediately.

Everyone in the Ling family was stunned.

Even Ling Daoyuan frowned, he couldn't help but look at Ling Xuerong, and said in a deep voice:

Is there such a thing?

My own daughter is about to marry into the Sima royal family and become the most honorable Mrs. Martial Lord. How could such a scandal happen again?

Ling He and all the senior members of the Ling family looked over.

Ling Xuerong, who was standing behind Sima Yan and pinched his shoulders, pretended to be gloomy, and said with a pitiful and nonchalant expression:

Don't mention this matter again...

But the more Ling Xuerong behaved like this, the more Sima Yan frowned, and his face was very displeased.

Thinking of him, the Sima family, he is one of the eight great martial arts royal families today, and he is the future martial master!

How could his Empress Wu kneel before outsiders!

But how did Sima Yan know that two days ago, when he walked into Ling Xuerong's boudoir, the muttering about kneeling was just what Ling Xuerong wanted him to hear.

The white lotus girl is very scheming.

Pretending to dress herself up as a weak woman in order to make outsiders sympathize with her, and in the end she acted like she was so angry and a beauty!

How can we not mention it, Xue Rong!

Sure enough, Sima Yan's tone became much gentler, but his heart was extremely angry:

When I return to the clan, I must ask the ancestor to issue a ban. If Chu Lingxiao dares to appear in the interior in the future, we must join forces with the Dugu clan and kill him together!

Of course, at this time.

Xue Rong provoked Chu Lingxiao in advance, although she knelt down to apologize, but it can keep her life safe and not wronged!

An old voice came in, and then, an aged and thin figure walked in slowly.

immediately.

Sima Yan was stunned.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Ling Xuerong was also stunned.

Old Ancestor, how can you say that? Regarding Ling Yuxuan's sudden exit, Ling He was also stunned for a long time, but soon recovered, he, the third generation descendant of the Ling family, dared to refute directly:

Little sister, now you are Brother Yan's untrained Empress Wu, how can you say that you are not wronged!

Old Ancestor, you...

But before he finished speaking, Ling Yuxuan slapped him across the air, and the next moment, Ling He slapped him directly out of the lobby, and fell to the ground with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

in an instant.

As if the air had frozen, the audience was silent, a cold snort came out with a trace of anger, and everyone immediately felt a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow:

What are you, dare to point fingers at me?

If you don't want to die, go out and ask the other supreme royal families, what happened to the Yangtze River Tianzhu!