Chapter 1, 481

At sunrise, on the sky of the city of southern Fujian, a terrible space crack suddenly appeared. A Wanzhang jade building was drilled out of the crack, and the building shimmered with black lightning, intertwined into a light dragon.

At the top of the jade building, there is a white tower. At the top of the tower stands a man wearing a robes.

The man was tall and handsome, his face was cold and handsome, and he was so majestic. He sat quietly on the tower, and turned two black glass **** in his hands. He did not fear the dragon-shaped lightning around the building, and he was particularly attractive.

"Long Shaoyuan is coming..."

"It’s not a dragon family, it’s so handsome, I want to be a woman..."

"Don’t make a fool of it, people are coming to meet the glory..."

"Dragon family contemporary juvenile supreme, is expected to achieve supreme position, majestic is unusual, no one in the youngest generation of the Nine Fairies can be smashed..."

This person is the young master of the city of the sky. Long Shaoyuan, the young master of the dragon family, appeared in the sky above the Murong family and immediately alerted the practitioners of countless cities in southern Fujian.

Long Shaoyuan sat in the Murong family, the dragon-shaped lightning entangled in the whole body, and the surrounding rules kept moving. It was really the power of the gods, as if the dragon **** was down.

A large number of practitioners gathered outside the Murong family and looked up at the dragon Shaoyuan in the air. Although Long Shaoyuan was watched by thousands of people, he turned the ball in his leisurely hands and dismissed the large number of practitioners below.

However, no one feels that something is wrong, because the strength and background of the people are there, but it is felt that Long Shaoyuan is full of bulls.

"boom……"

Waiting for a few minutes, a burst of dazzling white light broke out in the large array of the Murong family's ancestral land, and the square was given a thousand miles, and the horror of the dragon horse was heard in the air, which was very heart-rending.

In the ancestral land, a row of white dragon horses vacated, and several big characters carrying the Murong family appeared.

A total of six people, headed by a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, the dragon eyebrows sword, the tiger is tempting, sitting in the white dragon immediately slammed the void.

There are also five people, all of whom are the ancestors of the Murong family, all of whom are powerful and tyrannical.

"Dragon Xianyu, you are finally here..." The middle-aged man is the owner of Murong's family. Murong Zhentian of the city of Weizhennan is rumored to be close to the level of the sage.

While Shao Shaoyuan turned the beads, he went down to the jade tower and walked alone in the void. He smiled at Murong Zhentian and several Taishang ancestors and smiled: "The younger generation has seen the Murong family and several old ancestors. The predecessors, who came in a hurry without taking anything, was a bit of a treat, and asked a few seniors to laugh..."

After all, Long Shaoyuan waved his left hand and a blue big wine tank appeared in the void.

When the wine tank came out, the air was immediately filled with a strong wine fragrance. Many people smelled a hint of wine and felt refreshed and refreshed. Long Shaoyuan smiled and opened the lid of the wine cylinder. He immediately took out a dragon-shaped light and shadow from the wine tank. He could smell this rich fragrance within a thousand miles, some practitioners closer to the Murong family, and even There are signs of a breakthrough in faintness.

"Five thousand years of holy wine!"

"The dragon family is really generous, just to meet the faces of several old ancestors, it is so heavy..."

"This kind of holy wine, I am afraid that the Murong family will not ignore..."

"It’s not the Lord of the Sky City. These things can be taken out casually. I will not taste a drop of holy wine when I die..."

The things that Long Shaoyuan took out made countless practitioners envy and hate, but no one dared to go forward to grab it. This is in the ancestral home of the Murong family, no one dares to take the world by big.

"Yin Yin is too polite, but it is to come over a door, and send such a gift, how can we be so..." Murong Zhentian and several ancestors are very calm, after all, is the principal of the city of Weinan, not As for the foreign phase.

Murong Zhentian is also welcome, do not want to make people joke, raise a hand to send a jade sword, the sword is full of sleek, the interior is shining with the luster.

"Faith sword..."

"The Murong family is not stingy, it can be called a quasi-sacred device, and it will be sent out at hand..."

"No way, who is called the prospective son-in-law of the Murong family..."

This sword is also not a small one. According to legend, it is a quasi-sacred sword. It is a sword refining one of the sacred ancestors of the Murong family. I did not expect it to be sent out by Murong Zhentian.

"Thank you for Uncle Murong..."

Long Shaoyuan smiled and accepted it. Murong Zhentian also accepted the 50,000-year-old wine provided by the Dragon Family. This kind of thing can be said to be a superfluous addition to his Murong family. With the 50,000-year-old holy wine, the Murong family can add at least one hundred and fifty to two hundred strong kings. In comparison, the quasi-sacred jade sword is not so precious.

"Yin, please come in, we have prepared a banquet, everyone eats and talks..."

Murong Zhen Tianhu laughed a few times and raised his hand to invite Long Shaoyuan into the ancestral land. After Long Shaoyuan made a ceremony, he received a few people from the Yulou with Murong Zhentian.

"Long Shaoyuan is very humble..."

"Yes, the people of the Murong family are still very polite..."

"Crap, the city of the sky is much stronger than the city of Minnan, but it is also one of the nine great cities, no one dares to let it go here..."

Long Shaoyuan’s short-lived appearance immediately entered Murong’s ancestral land. There was a powerful legal circle outside the ancestral home of the Murong family. The tens of thousands of practitioners onlookers could not see what was inside, but could only helplessly withdraw. It is.

Among the many people, there is an uncle who is particularly depressed. At this time, he is biting his teeth and staring at the incomparable resentment in the eyes of Murong Zu, shrouded in silver.

"I really want to go in and grab the pro?" Zhongda mouth licked his face and turned to look at Ye Chu on the side. This guy was wearing a sly smile and bravely went to grab the pro.

Ye Chu, while drinking a great wine, grinned and said: "Don't just grab a woman, you don't have a big mouth..."

"Why don't you go grab it yourself?" Zhongda's mouth turned a white face, and some said silently. "I see your kid is a fan of Murong. I am an uncle who is going to grab the pro to do it. I have a wife." people……"

"But your wife died early..." Ye Chu smiled scornfully.

"Oh..." Zhongda’s mouth was awkward. "My wife is dead, but my old clock has kept her body as jade for the rest of her life. She will never look at the second woman. Even the lady of Murong’s family will chase after it. I, I will not be tempted."

"Fighting..." Ye Chu spit out a good wine and saw that his mouth was so distressed. If he had a little bit of skin, he would immediately rush to drink the good wine that was spit out by Ye Chu.