Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

The waves rolled and slapped against the rocks on the shore, and the sea breeze roared constantly, shaking the sky and the earth.

"The line of Sumen, today is the end of your class." Yuwen Tianzhao's eyes flashed with blood-red murderous intent. Without hesitation, his figure broke through the air, stepped on the waves, and gradually disappeared to the sea level.

He is back.

What is bound to set off is a **** storm.

Fujijo.

In front of the road leading to the earth.

Luo Qigong was extremely anxious, eager to see through, wishing to set foot on the road to the earth to meet Emperor Luo Qing. However, having already agreed to wait here, Luo Qigong naturally did not dare to walk away easily.

White hair is flying in the wind.

Luo Qigong's face has long been eroded by time, but at this moment, his heart is extremely hot.

His father, Emperor Luo Qing, was a myth and legend in the **** of the past.

He didn't dare to hope that he would be able to see his father in his lifetime.

Emperor Luo Qing, who disappeared mysteriously many years ago, has already fallen in the eyes of others, becoming a pile of bones.

Everyone is waiting.

Suddenly, the direction of Yulu, the light shines.

"They are here." Luo Junchen also lifted up his spirits and was extremely excited.

The light became more and more dazzling.

One after another, figures came out of Yulu Road, with an extremely powerful aura.

Everyone in the Dragon Palace felt this huge and terrifying breath, and their hearts were shocked.

The strong man in the heaven and **** realm who had disappeared for many years once again appeared in the world.

If it is spread out, what a shocking wave will be caused.

Luo Qigong's eyes have been staring at the Yulu Tongkou.

Until a figure of Tsing Yi appeared in his mind countless times, the moment he stepped out of the road, Luo Qigong burst into tears, burst into tears, crying loudly, and even forgot to walk up.

It's this figure!

As before, his appearance has not changed at all.

But he has changed from a child to a gray-haired old man.

The years are merciless.

Luo Junchen's eyes were also moist, tears slipping down.

Before Yulu Tongkou, there was silence.

Emperor Luo Qing's gaze fell on Luo Qigong's body. On this figure, he noticed a familiar but unrememberable aura. He involuntarily walked over, his eyes kept looking at Luo Qigong.

White hair and wrinkles, crying bitterly.

At this moment, Emperor Luo Qing felt a twitch in his heart, and he felt a pain inexplicably, his eyes were staring tightly.

From a child to an old man, Emperor Luo Qing wanted to recognize Luo Qigong, it was impossible.

Luo Qigong strode over and knelt down in front of Emperor Luo Qing.

"Father, I am Xiaoqi." Luo Qigong's voice was crying bitterly. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. This was a reunion that had spanned the century. If it weren't for an evolutionary, there would be no such thing. An instant encounter.

Emperor Luo Qing was stunned like an electric shock.

Looking at the white-haired Luo Qigong in front of him, Emperor Luo Qing felt a sore nose, his eyes blurred with tears, and scenes of past events appeared before him.

His child!

Seeing again, it was already gray-haired.

The years are so ruthless.

Emperor Luo Qing walked over, supported Luo Qigong with both hands, and hugged him tightly. A generation of arrogance, immortal myth, couldn't help crying, "Little Qi, my child..." Luo Qing looked at him. It was just a middle-aged person who was about the same age as Luo Junchen, while Luo Qigong was a white-haired old man. The identities of the two parties seemed to be reversed. However, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, there is no trace of disharmony. Moved by this scene, many people secretly

Wiped tears.

It takes so much fate to be able to meet again after a century.

It was like the next life, as if I had already passed the Naihe Bridge, but I forgot to drink that sip of Mengpo soup.

Years are merciless, and people are affectionate.

After a long time, Luo Qigong wiped away his tears and took Luo Junchen's hand, "Father, do you know who he is?"

Emperor Luo Qing looked over.

"He is the son of the eldest brother, Luo Junchen." Luo Qigong grinned. He has never been so happy in his life, "Luo Feng is his son."

Luo Junchen stepped forward, equally excited, "Grandpa."

"Okay, okay, they are all good children." Emperor Luo Qing laughed heartily, reunited with flesh and blood, extremely happy.

"And they, they are all from the Luo family... the rest of the family." The smile on Luo Qigong's face suddenly closed, and he let out a soft breath.

Luo Wencong and others looked respectful and worshipped with enthusiasm, "Meet the ancestors of Qingdi!"

Emperor Luo Qing, even though he has been missing for many years, he has always been the belief in the hearts of Luo's descendants.

No one would have thought that Emperor Luo Qing would appear again.

At this moment, the blood of Luo's disciples was boiling.

Emperor Luo Qing nodded heavily, his eyes slowly sweeping across the crowd.

The last few words of Luo Qigong stung his soul.

The remaining people.

The old Luo's channel, although it was a hidden channel, was so strong.

Now, these people are the only ones left?

Emperor Luo Qing felt his soul twitch involuntarily.

It's a dull pain.

He couldn't imagine what Luo's family had encountered during the years he left.

It was almost an extinction disaster, his direct bloodline was almost completely destroyed.

The only thing he felt fortunate was that Luo's bloodline and bloodline were preserved. The descendants of Emperor Luo Qing are all good men and true heroes! Even in the face of such a desperate situation, I never gave up.

"This hatred must be reported." Emperor Luo Qing took a deep breath, "Where is Xiaofeng? He rushed back first. Did something happen?"

"Last night, the six great clouds of Yuwen's clan captured Mount Bodhi. Fortunately, Xiaofeng rushed back in time and killed five of them, but let one escape." Luo Qigong quickly said the course of the matter, with pride in his eyes. , Can't hide the worry.

Emperor Luo Qing's eyes suddenly shrank, "He went one step ahead and went to Penglai Fairy Island?"

"Brother Luo, it shouldn't be too late, let's set off now!" Mo Wentian said, they learned the general strength of Penglai Xiandao from Luo Feng's mouth. Luo Feng alone can't handle it.

"set off!"

Yun Lin transformed the body of the Golden Blood Pegasus, a huge body, enough to take everyone away.

"Golden Blood Pegasus?" Emperor Luo Qing couldn't help but be surprised, without hesitation, he jumped up.

"Xiao Qi, let's drink our wine after flat Penglai." Duan Liushui came up with a laugh and patted Luo Qi Gong on the shoulder. He lived in the same era as Luo Qi Gong and used to be a best friend.

Luo Qigong nodded heavily.

The body transformed from the Golden Blood Pegasus, with a pair of golden wings, is over a hundred meters tall.

Emperor Luo Qing stood in the forefront, staring into the distance.

In my heart, the flame of hatred was rising.

Roche's line!

The Luo family line that was at its peak in the past has only a few saplings left.

All this, thanks to the Yuwen clan. Indestructible Yuwen, not for Qingdi!