I saw a tall woman standing in front of me. She looked in her thirties, wearing a purple dress, black stockings and long boots, as if she had a spiritual atmosphere.

Her charming charm was rippling, her seductive little mouth was slightly raised, and her noble expression naturally showed her. Every frown and smile showed her unique charm.

Yu Qianlin was shocked. This woman hid on it for so long, but he didn't notice it at all?

Swish—Eight young men with sunglasses were facing a great enemy, and they all pulled out their weapons they carried with them.

The woman in purple had a cold look in her eyes, and her delicate body suddenly flashed, as if she had merged into the air.

Bang bang bang—The next moment, eight young men with sunglasses who were originally fighting were full of fighting, flew backwards without exception.

The figure of the woman in purple flashed again and appeared in her original position again, as if she had never moved.

Move the shape and change the shadow! Yu Qianlin's pupils contracted violently.

Even he could not see the movements of the woman in purple.

When he realized it, his subordinates had already fallen to the ground and wailed.

Very fast! Yu Qianlin's eyes began to become solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Don’t look at the charming and charming woman in front of you, you can start with no ambiguity.

Her charming expression showed a unique three-point heroic spirit, which made people dare not look at her.

The woman in purple had a charming smile on her face and said with a slight smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm not malicious when I come here."

After hearing this, Yu Qianlin still did not dare to relax his vigilance, but his eyes became more alert.

"Your subordinates are really a bunch of trash, and I can't even get away with a single move."

The woman in purple clapped her hands and glanced at the group of young men who were lying on the ground from the corner of her eyes, her voice was very disdainful.

Yu Qianlin twitched hard, but still said nothing.

The woman in purple looked at Yu Qianlin, with a hint of disdain and playfulness in her eyes: "I said to the head of the Yu family, do you want to match Miss Yu and Zhang Yi?"

"It seems that this matter has nothing to do with you, right?"

Yu Qianlin snorted coldly.

"It really doesn't have much to do with me."

The woman in purple was very honest, and then two cold lights shot out from her beautiful eyes and said coldly: "I am here to warn you that your baby daughter is not worthy of Zhang Yi."

"You..." Yu Qianlin was a little annoyed, thinking that his baby daughter is also the eldest lady of Yu Jiawu, how could she not be worthy of that guy Zhang Yi?

Even though Zhang Yi's father is the god of war Zhang Sui, with his daughter's identity, he is considered a match.

Seeing Yu Qianlin full of anger, the woman in purple curled her lips and sneered: "What?

You seem to be dissatisfied?"

"Yes, I just don't accept it!"

Yu Qianlin suddenly became tough, and Yu Jiawu's status in the martial arts world should not be underestimated. He would definitely not agree with that guy Zhang Yi.

The woman in purple was obviously stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect that Yu Qianlin would become tough, which was a bit beyond her expectations.

Then, the woman in purple moved her lotus steps lightly, accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, and came to Yu Qianlin with a smile, "I said your daughter is not worthy, but not worthy!"

“Who are you?

What qualifications do you have to say about our Yujiawu?"

Yu Qianlin suddenly became angry.

He was also angry when he was said to be unworthy of that boy Zhang Yi.

The woman in purple smiled gently, and she suddenly showed a token: "Master Yu Family, do you think I am qualified?"

"This is..." Yu Qianlin was stunned for a moment and could not speak at all.

The woman in purple quickly put away the token. She walked out of the warehouse. Before leaving, she said, "Head of the Yu family, I have to remind you, don't make any decisions about Zhang Yi, because you are not qualified!"

Yu Qianlin was already as stupid as a wooden chicken, watching the woman in purple disappear at the door of the warehouse.

Not long after the woman in purple left, the eight young men with sunglasses dared to get up in a mess, came to Yu Qianlin tremblingly, and asked worriedly, "Head of the family, are you okay?"

"ah?

I...I'm fine!"

After a brief moment of dullness, Yu Qianlin quickly came to his senses, with an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.

Seeing the ugly face of the head of the family, the young man in sunglasses couldn't help but laugh, "Head of the family, who was that woman just now?"

She is too arrogant, right?”

"Arrogant?"

Yu Qianlin twitched hard on the corner of his mouth and cursed in anger: "Is he a member of the Nangong family, how can he not be arrogant?"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned by what they said.

The Nangong family is an ancient martial arts family that has been passed down for a long time. Looking at the entire China, there are not many families that can match it.

Its existence is the same as the hidden family like the Mu family, and it is even slightly better than the Mu family.

They asked themselves that even Yujiawu's existence could not be compared with this kind of ancient martial arts family.

They looked at each other, and they all saw fear from each other's eyes.

Who would have thought that the charming and charming woman before actually came from the Nangong family.

Yu Qianlin's face was also very ugly. He was warned by the Nangong family, and his most satisfied son-in-law might have been ruined.

The young man with sunglasses gradually came to his senses and asked in a little panic: "Head of the family, do we still have to monitor Zhang Yi now?"

Bang! Yu Qianlin gave him a slap without hesitation, and cursed angrily: "Didn't you hear that woman's warning?

Still monitoring?

Do you want to die?"

"I..." The young man in the head with sunglasses covered his swollen face, so aggrieved that he almost cried.

I just asked casually, why are you trying to slap me?

Although he felt indescribable grievances, he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and he did not dare to be angry or speak out.

Yu Qianlin took a few deep breaths, and he shook his hand angrily: "Let's go, let's leave here!"

"Honor, where are we going?"

The young man in the sunglasses asked with a thorn in his teeth.

“Where else can I go?

Of course I'm back!"

Yu Qianlin said angrily.

"Then do we ignore the lady?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qianlin's body shook slightly, and he sighed: "As long as you live happily, I, a father, will be very relieved."

——After Han Shihan’s reminder, Zhang Yi began to specialize in this dragon, and even began to study the nine-headed dragon entrenched in his chest.

According to the Nine-Headed Dragon, the Panlong hides the power of the dragon spirit.

As long as he can control this power of dragon spirit, his martial arts cultivation will definitely reach a new level.

Moreover, his father Zhang Sui relied on this dragon to kill all directions and defeated the masters of major sects in the martial arts world.

From ancient times to the present, looking at the entire martial arts world, not many masters can do such a magical record.

Unfortunately, after all afternoon of research, he was unable to find the power of the dragon spirit hidden in the panlong.

It seems that if you want to control this dragon spirit power, you still need the help of the Nine-Headed Dragon.

But since that thunder tribulation, the Nine-Headed Dragon seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, no longer moving, it is no different from the usual tattoo.
Chapter completed!