Miss, Something’s Wrong With You

Longxi Li Clan, there are many dojos, which can be regarded as a feature in their Clan Ground.

Fisting clubs, swords, bows and spears, all kinds of martial arts Sect. Cheng Jinyang even saw a "Gun Battle Technique Stream", which was not a long spear gun, but a rifle gun, and sent two little girls to shout with flyers at the door.

The dojo chosen by Fenghe Li is called "Panel Fist Flow", which focuses on frontal collision techniques such as Tieshankao. Only when I went in did I know that the curator of dojo was Li Qingwan’s second uncle Li Baohu.

Dare to love is still opened by their own family.

When he came to the underground training ground, Li Qingwan went to change his training uniforms, while Li Fenghe sat next to Cheng Jinyang, said with a smile:

"Jinyang, in fact, you don’t have to hide , Uncle can see that you are sincere to Qing Wan... When do you plan to get married?"

Cheng Jinyang:?

"Qing Wan is good in everything else, just a shortcoming, too reluctant to accept." Seeing his incomprehension, Li Fenghe continued, "Through childhood, except for cultivation, I have never seen her. Take the initiative to do something."

"However, this time for you, she took the initiative to speak nicely for you in front of me, even afraid that I would not agree to you being together and want to get promotion. Coax me to be happy, can I see it as a father?"

This...this cheap Sir Father, why does it seem to have a hole in his brain?

Cheng Jinyang opened his mouth, and finally felt that oneself couldn't pretend to be silent. Otherwise, the misunderstanding will be resolved later, and the other party is afraid that they will blame oneself again, so they said with a smile:

"Uncle, I and Qingwan are only friends now..."

" Aiya, I know!" Li Fenghe interrupted him directly, and said straightforwardly, "Isn't it just a status! What is there to entangle? What kind of friends, boy and girl friends are not friends? Uncle, I’m here, you guys are playing here. I played with her grandfather's house in the first place!"

Cheng Jinyang was speechless and said after a long time:

"By the way, speaking of this, why didn't I see her mother? "

"Oh, when she gave birth, she died of dystocia."

"...I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry, sudden emergency Everyone didn’t expect it.” Li Fenghe looked forward, his eyes were a little lost, his voice was slightly lower, “It’s all fate.” After a while, as if to convince oneself, he lowered again. Repeated it again:

"This is all fate."

Cheng Jinyang:………………

Too lost, this cheap Sir Father It's so sad, as if his whole body is filled with negative energy, no wonder I always think that even if he is smiling, he is always smiling... When will Master Old Li come out?

Fortunately, Li Qingwan did not let him wait long, and soon changed into a cultivation suit, which made Cheng Jinyang's eyes shine.

The so-called "women must be pretty and filial" refers to the fact that some girls look good in white, and Teacher Old Li is one of the best.

Although the white cultivation suit is loose, it is only a belt tied, and the feeling of a full grip comes out. In order to prevent being pulled by opponents, the collar has been specially designed to fit the skin under the neck and outline the soft curves of the shoulders.

It is still a simple single ponytail. It is a little more heroic and energetic under the background of the cultivation suit. It can be seen that this cultivation suit is probably not designed at will, but takes into account practicality and aesthetics... even feel Prefer the latter more.

"Jinyang, let you wait a long time." Li Qingwan Rourou smiled, then looked towards father, cup one fist in the other hand and said, "Father please enlighten me."

Li Fenghe turned his head and glanced at Cheng Jinyang, which means, "When she comes out, she will talk to you first. How do you explain this? You can hide it from me?"

Cheng Jinyang can only smile back.

Li Fenghe stood up and calmly stretched his muscles and bones. Li Clan's physical activation not only enhances self-healing ability, but also greatly improves muscle power. Isn't it like an old father beating a girl in Sixth Grade?

Well, it is indeed the father who beat the girl.

Li Qingwan slowly opened his posture and assumed a posture of spare no effort.

"Have you seen it?" Li Fenghe pointed to Li Qingwan who was waiting in the battle, turned his head and said to Cheng Jinyang, "Jinyang, my daughter was brought up by me personally. Look at her standing, this The posture, this figure, is also one of a thousand li in Li Clan Clan Ground... No, ten thousand li is one!"

Although his tone is quite proud, Cheng Jinyang still hears something inside. The taste of unconfidence, as if worried about her daughter's failure to marry. Therefore, the ancients said, "I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail." It still makes sense. If you have been a crane tail in a group for a long time, you will easily be destroyed by your self-confidence.

"Dad!" Seeing Li Fenghe's endless sales promotion, Li Qingwan was also a little annoyed. He stepped backwards, his strength burst out instantly, and he rushed towards Li Fenghe.

"Good coming!" Li Fenghe yelled, and he wanted to reach out to grab her fist. The burst speed of Eighth Grade's physical activation is very slow in Sixth Grade.

Then with a bang, the right eye socket was smashed straight.

Cheng Jinyang:?

"Hiss!" Li Fenghe staggered back a few steps, sucking in a cold breath of air, covering his eyes. Li Qingwan stopped in a panic, ran to his side to check the situation, and said in surprise: "Dad! Are you okay? I just confiscated my strength, I'm sorry, I thought you would hide It's..."

"It's okay." Li Fenghe silently activated the ability, and the bruise on his right eye quickly subsided.

But the fact of being beaten in the face can't be written off. The prospective son-in-law is still sitting next to him!

Speaking of madness, oneself has clearly calculated her daughter’s fist speed, how come she actually broke out, but it’s faster than oneself’s calculation parameter?

Is it deliberately hiding, and then suddenly broke out? But it's not right. Her fist speed is as fast as an arrow from the string, and she may not be able to beat it in the Eighth Grade! If you don’t pay attention, Sixth Grade Ability User's tricks are also normal!

Li Fenghe subconsciously wanted to criticize his daughter for "little girl not talking about martial ethics", but he could barely hold back after much deliberation. Who taught her daughter? Not oneself yet! Doesn’t that mean scolding oneself for not teaching martial arts?

"I'm sorry, Dad." Li Qingwan was a little sad, "I didn't tell you, I actually have Seventh Grade."

Li Fenghe:?

Oh, it turned out to be Seventh Grade. No wonder, I thought it was Eighth Grade......

Wait, wait, what? Seventh Grade? When? Isn't Qing Wan less than twenty? Where is the Seventh Grade? I arrived at Seventh Grade before the age of 20. Isn't this talent equivalent to a guaranteed Fourth Grade?

"Really Seventh Grade?" Li Fenghe's eyes rounded and his voice trembled.

"It's really Seventh Grade." Li Qingwan said with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"No, Dad will confirm with you again, it's really Seventh Grade?" Li Fenghe clutched his daughter's arms tightly, his expression convulsed.

It seems that if she says "haha, dad, I lied to you" in her next sentence, Li Fenghe can tear her alive on the spot.

"It's really Seventh Grade, Dad." Li Qingwan was nodded.

"Ha, hahaha!" Li Fenghe smiled strangely, "Seventh Grade is good, Seventh Grade is good, Seventh Grade is good..."

I can see Cheng Jinyang next to him. Worried, for fear that he would fall to the ground and twitch in the next second, clenching his teeth, and unconscious.

Fortunately, Li Fenghe was not surprised to the point of losing his mind, but his lips were trembling and he slowly let go of his daughter.

After a while, he sat down on the chair next to him, buried his face in his hands, and gradually started crying hysterically.

The fifty-year-old middle-aged man, now like a child, gave up his face and cried, even his voice was hoarse.

Li Qingwan stood by, patted his back gently, and whispered gently:

"It’s okay, Dad. It’s okay, my mother knows it underground. I will be very happy..."