"I'm going to hold a martial arts competition. Three disciples with the best martial arts skills will be selected to be the masters of Tianshuang Hall, Feiyun Hall, and Shenfeng Hall." My father said, "I will leave this matter to you." do it."

"Tianshuang Hall? Feiyun Hall? Shenfeng Hall?" I was a little puzzled, "I can tell from the name that it is for Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng. Do you still have to choose?"

Isn't this taking off your pants and farting, is it superfluous?

My father glared at me: "Only in this way can you stop the mouth of the world and prevent others from saying that I am partial!"

"Oh!" I thought for a while, and suddenly understood, "There are tens of thousands of disciples in Tianxiahui. If they are not satisfied, each of them can drown my father with a mouthful of spit!"

My father frowned, with a patient look on his face: "Nonsense! What kind of spittle! This is for my father's fame!"

"Yeah." I nodded, expressing my understanding.

My father stroked my hair: "Okay, go to work quickly. Dad is tired and needs to rest."

"Father, rest well." I stood up and left with Wen Chouchou.

When the boat passed the long blue waves and my feet landed on the shore, I remembered something.

"Did my dad not answer me?" I turned to look at Wen Chouchou, "I asked his last name, but he didn't answer me, did he?"

As if he diverted the topic of the tourney?

"This...Miss, let's go and notify everyone of the martial arts competition first?" Wen Chouchou said.

I turned around, looked at the exquisite hut standing in the center of the lake, and looked at the distant water surface...

"Forget it, I'll ask next time." I said.

Anyway, he is my father, I have a lot of opportunities to ask him.

Wen Chouchou wrote a notice and posted it, announcing the martial arts tournament.

The disciples were very excited and praised the wisdom of the leader.

Especially the handyman named Duanlang, he was extremely happy, his big bright eyes shone with a light that seemed to burn people, he was lifted up by his brothers, and he raised his arms and cheered: "I'm going to be a leader! I'm going to be a leader! "

"This kid, daydreaming, how can he get ahead?" Wen Chouchou said disdainfully beside me.

I stroked my silky beard, looked at Duanlang cheering, and narrowed my eyes slightly: "Everyone can see the martial arts of Shuang, Yun, and Feng. They are very good. Duanlang is not like You are an idiot without self-knowledge, why are you so happy right now?"

It was as if he was sure he would win.

"Miss, don't pay attention to him, he will be ashamed when he is defeated by the three young masters." Wen Chouchou said.

I nodded: "You're right."

The day of the contest is coming soon.

In the first round, six disciples will be selected to participate in the finals.Then in the finals, the top three were selected to serve as the hall masters of the three halls.

Shuang, Yun, and Feng were easily selected into the top six.

Duanlang was also selected. His move to defeat his opponent was very cool. A sword flew up, leaving behind countless sword lights.

When I watched him wield the sword light, I always had a feeling that if he swung it faster, the sword would take him to the sky.

It seems that there once was a person who was tall and muscular, holding a hammer in his hand, swung it so fast, and flew into the sky with a "swoosh".

This feeling was so familiar, I closed my eyes, shook my head, and shook off those strange images.

"Father, I think Duanlang may become a dark horse." After the competition, I came to the small building in the middle of the lake and reported the situation to my father.

My father froze for a moment: "Dark horse? What do you mean?"

"It means that you will achieve unexpectedly good results." I explained.

"Just make up some weird words! What kind of books do you read every day?" My father snorted coldly, and called the maidservant over, "Bring over the books that the eldest lady is reading!"

The maid brought a box of books over.

"Do you usually read this?" My father asked, pointing to the box.

The box was opened, revealing the topmost book. On the cover, there were pictures of a scholar with a good manner and a seductive woman.

It was a story about how a vixen ate the sincerity of 99 virgins, and finally ranked among the immortals.

"What's the matter?" I curled my lips, not very happy that my father taught me in such a tone, "I can't go out usually, you lock me here every day, I don't read the script, what else can I do? I They're going crazy!"

"Isn't dad doing it for your own good? You fell into a coma every now and then, sleeping for months, the longest time being two years, how dare I let you out?" My dad said, with a reprimanded tone.

"But isn't that what happened when I was a child? I haven't been in a coma for two years. Even if I'm sick, I'm already cured!" I said unconvinced.

My father snorted coldly: "No! You can't go out!" At this point, he simply stood up, "I've raised your ambition! Forget it, just stay calm! I will host the finals myself!"

"Dad, you'll regret it." I said behind him.

He strode out: "I, Xiongba, never regret it!"

After finishing speaking, he ordered in a deep voice: "Chou Chou! Go and call some experts over, look at the eldest lady, and don't allow her to leave the small building in the middle of the lake!"

"Yes, leader." Wen Chouchou replied.

My father got into the boat, and Wen Chouchou rowed the boat himself, and sailed to the shore.

I stood by the window and watched them go away.

When they rowed to the center of the lake, I took off a hairpin from my head and threw it on the boat with my hands!

Without looking back, my father raised his hand and grabbed the hairpin.

Then he turned his head and looked in my direction in amazement.

"Go back!" he said.

From a long distance, I heard him say "Go back" to Wen Chouchou, his tone was clearly angry.

When Wen Chouchou rowed the boat back, before leaning against the small building, my father jumped up with light work.He stood outside the window, looking into my eyes.

"Father, do you regret it?" I lay on the window sill, put my hands on my chin, and looked at him with a smile.

My father's face was very ugly, he stretched out his hand, and slapped the hairpin on the windowsill: "Explain!"

I lowered my eyes and glanced at the hairpin.

The tip of the hairpin was stained with blood, which flowed from my father's fingertips when he clamped the hairpin.

"Father, you will grow old eventually. When you grow old, will I inherit the world?" I tilted my head, looked at him and said, "You kept me here and raised me up , after you have passed a hundred years, do you want someone else to inherit the Tianxiahui?"

My father didn't speak, just looked at me with a kind of fierce eyes.

Whenever he looks at others with this kind of eyes, no matter how formidable a master he is, he will feel flustered and turn his face away unconsciously.

But I don't.

This is my dad~

Even if I am angry with him, what can he do to me~

So I looked at him with a smile: "Father, why don't you speak? Is it right? Isn't it? You can't think about it too much. The world that has been built so hard should be inherited by others. Our old man ..."

I want to say that the ancestors of our old X family will be revived by you!

But I suddenly remembered, I still don't know what my last name is?

"Father, what's our family name?" I asked.

My father was stunned, and the evil spirit in his eyes suddenly weakened by two points.

He glanced at me, then turned and walked into the house.

I turned around and greeted him, and continued to ask: "Father, you haven't answered me yet?"

"How did you practice your martial arts?" My father sat down on the couch, looked straight at him and asked, his tone was unprecedentedly severe.

I shrugged my shoulders: "That's how I practiced. You locked me in the small building in the middle of the lake, I was bored, so I had to practice martial arts. How is it, isn't it good?"

My dad snorted at me.

"Hey, how about your three disciples?" I bumped him with my elbow.

My father was very displeased at first, but then he couldn't hold back and laughed: "My Xiongba's daughter is naturally a gift from heaven! Even if she is not taught, she is better than others!"

"You see, with my martial arts, as long as I'm not mentally retarded, it's no problem to defend the world." I leaned on my father's shoulder, "At that time, our family's foundation can be passed on for another hundred years without any problem."

just one problem...

"Father, I don't have a confidant. You will always grow old, and your confidant may not obey me. I have to find a confidant by myself. When I am inconvenient, cover up for me and plan for me. But you keep shutting me, I How do you do this?" I asked looking up at him.

My dad didn't speak.

He has a serious expression on his face.

"Oh, Dad, do you really want me to tell the truth!" I sat up and pouted my mouth, "You don't feel well, so don't hold on! You should rest well and live a long, long life! No mother, I don't want to be without a father! I want to have a father for the rest of my life!"

I have no mother since I was very young.It can be said that I have never seen my mother since I was born.

I only have one father.

Although my father is very busy and doesn't have much time for me, he treats me well.

I don't want to lose him.

Hearing this, my father's face gradually slowed down, and he gave me a dull look: "Nonsense! How can you have a father all your life! I will always die before you!"

"Then you live a few more years and die with me." I said with a smile.

He always stared straight at me with majestic eyes, and finally softened into a puddle of water.Sighing, he stroked my hair and said, "If that's the case, then you can pretend to be me for a few more days."

"Yeah!" Seeing that he didn't stick to me, I immediately became happy.

Then I remembered the serious matter: "Father, aren't we talking about Duanlang? How can we talk about something messy? By the way, Duanlang's martial arts are not bad, and it is not impossible to defeat your three disciples. What will happen then?" What to do? Do you come by order?"

My father smiled, his eyes full of conceit: "Go and tell Duanlang not to win!"

"Father, you are so smart!" After I heard this, I immediately felt that my father was worthy of being the leader of the world's number one gang, he was simply too decisive!

Like me, it's very worthless.Unexpectedly, he couldn't bear it, and felt that it was unfair to Duanlang.

It seems that I have to learn too much!

"Then I'll tell Duanlang now." I stood up immediately.

Leaving the small building in the middle of the lake, Wen Chouchou rowed the boat with difficulty.

"Miss, how dare you fight with the helper! Chou Chou is so frightened that his heart is about to fly out!" Wen Chou Chou said exaggeratedly.

I bent down, lifted the water surface, and said indifferently: "You underestimate my father too much."

How could I hurt my dad?

Breaking his oily skin a little bit and making him bleed a little, that's the best.

You know, whether it was Nanlin Jianshou or Beiyin Kuangdao, they were famous earlier than my father, so they all disappeared?Now in the martial arts world, my father has a great reputation!

It is getting bigger and bigger every day!

He is a man of great fortune!

Those who are better at martial arts than him are not as lucky as him.

People who are luckier than him...do not exist.

So my dad will never have anything to do!

"Miss, Chouchou is worried about you!" Wen Chouchou shook his oars with difficulty, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Although you are the eldest lady, you are the leader of the gang! Are you afraid of angering the boss when you attack him?"

"Even if he is the gang leader, he is also my father?" I looked at him strangely, "Is it possible that my father can still hit me? Don't be ridiculous. If I were a son, he might slap me. But I am a Daughter, why is he willing to do something to me?"

Just kidding, I am so beautiful, who would be willing to do it?

Wen Chouchou paused, and then said: "Miss is talking about the fact that the lord has a heart of love for her, and it is Chouchou who treats a gentleman with a villain's heart."

I didn't take his word for it.

After returning, I changed into the heavy outfit, sat on the golden seat, and received Duanlang.

After he entered the door, he knelt down with a "plop", and looked at me with bright eyes: "The leader summoned the villain, what orders do you have?"

He was very excited and his tone was very excited.

And I found that he seemed to be in a hurry and didn't even put on his coat.

Taking a look, he didn't even wear shoes, as if he didn't care.

I stroked my silky beard and gave Wen Chou a wink.

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