Li Qinghan looked at the middle-aged man and asked: "It's really not easy for you to reach this height from nothing."
"Not enough, not enough at all. To be honest, the first time we met was not pleasant, and I didn't tell you what I have experienced in these years."
Li Qinghan said: "Seeing Princess Ting, I almost know it. Princess Ting can live so long, which is enough to show that you and your daughter are different."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "Having said that, in fact, among my children, only Tingting can live such a long time. The Wen Yi, Wen Qiang and others you see now are already my seventh children."
Generation’s children.”
Li Qinghan was not surprised, but said calmly: "Because you are Zhao Yuntai, right?"
The middle-aged man chuckled: "I guessed it right. It seems that as the daughter-in-law of the Ma family, you have indeed read some classics of the Ma family."
"Of course, I also got to know you initially. To be honest, the moment I saw you and learned your name, I was really surprised for a long time."
"Haha, I have been surprised for a long time that I can get to know you... I also know more or less about you. That Ma Xiaoquan, let me ask you, is he the first generation head of the Ma family?"
Li Qinghan did not answer directly, but smiled slightly.
"It seems so." The middle-aged man clapped his hands twice and smiled at the woman in white shirt, "Tingting, the man you dreamed of marrying is here."
The woman in white shirt was stunned and said: "Father, the first generation head of the Ma family? Are you coming?"
"Well, yes, did you dream about something again?"
"Yes, a man walked up to me and stretched out his hand... vaguely"
The middle-aged man chuckled, turned around and took down a classic from the bookshelf behind him.
Li Qinghan saw the title page of the classic at a glance and said in surprise: "Is this a classic from the Ma family?"
"Looking at the Ma family's classics, and it's originally um, this classic is more than a thousand years old, but it is well preserved. This is also thanks to the craftsmen of the Baiyi clan."
"The Hundred Arts Clan?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "We'll talk about this later. Come on, you two come and take a look."
The middle-aged man opened the book to a certain page. On this page, there was a portrait of a man. When Li Qinghan saw the portrait, her breathing stagnated obviously, and the woman in white shirt widened her eyes.
, nodded repeatedly and said: "That's him, that's his father, who is he?"
"Haha, he is the first head of the Ma family, Ma Xiaoquan."
The woman in white shirt looked at Li Qinghan and asked: "Then what is the relationship between the first generation head of the Ma family and her (Li Qinghan)?"
The middle-aged man said: "They used to be husband and wife." As he said that, he looked at Li Qinghan, "Am I right, Goddess of Fire?"
Li Qinghan closed his eyes, exhaled, then opened them again, nodded and admitted: "Yes, he and I used to be husband and wife, but it's all over now."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Now that it's over, I guess Vulcan Empress doesn't mind Tingting marrying him, right?"
Li Qinghan paused, not confirming, but not denying either.
"Haha, let's talk about this later." The middle-aged man chuckled and shrugged.
The woman in white shirt said: "Father, if this man is the first head of the Ma family, then he has lived for more than 1,400 years? Is this impossible?"
"Maybe" the middle-aged man nodded firmly, "I have lived for more than three hundred years. He is much stronger than me, so he will naturally live longer than me..."
Li Qinghan asked: "You have never met, why do you know him (Ma Xiaoquan) so well?"
The middle-aged man looked at Li Qinghan and asked, "I wonder if he ever mentioned his true identity to you when you were with him?"
Li Qinghan's pupils shrank and he said nothing.
"Haha, it seems that there is. Tell me why I know him so well. It's very simple. It's because he and I should have a close relationship. We come from the same place, but were born in different eras."
Li Qinghan's eyes widened. She had not heard anyone say the word "era" for a long time. In her impression, Ma Xiaoquan was probably the only one who could say this word.
"Who are you?" Li Qinghan stood up and said with a serious expression.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I can tell you, but you have to promise that only you know, Tingting. It's up to you to tell the Vulcan Empress about the identity of the father."
The woman in white clothes nodded and said slowly: "Father and we are not from the same generation. He comes from modern times. Of course, my understanding is that it should be the future."
"The future..." Li Qinghan muttered this word silently, which was also the word Ma Xiaoquan had told her before.
"Yes, in the future, my father will be an extreme soldier."
"Extreme Strike Force? What is it?"
The woman in white shirt was surprised and said: "Hasn't he (Ma Xiaoquan) told you before?"
Li Qinghan shook his head and said: "I just said a few words briefly and didn't go into details."
"Well, actually, I didn't understand what my father told me about the ultimate raid. It took me five years to sort it out." The woman in white shirt said truthfully, "Later, I finally understood what my father told me about the extreme raid."
, it just snares special people like me and my father. Well, you can be considered one. If you were in the era where my father lived, maybe you were one of them."
Li Qinghan's beautiful eyes flashed and he asked: "What's so special about me that I can become one of them?"
The middle-aged man said: "Because of the fire spirit in your body"
Li Qinghan raised his head and looked at the Huoling Xiaoshuang floating beside him, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Actually, this was given to me by him (Ma Xiaoquan). I didn't know anything at first."
"No..." the middle-aged man shook his head again, "Even so, you are still a unique person, because you can integrate, well, you may not understand it even if I tell you, in short, from him (Ma Xiaoquan)
) gives you that fire spirit, you already possess great power."
Li Qinghan shook his head: "But if it weren't for Xiaoshuang, I would actually be just an ordinary woman."
The woman in white shirt smiled and said: "You are wrong. The fire spirit is not in your body now. You try to use it and see if you can move the flame..."
Li Qinghan looked at the woman in white shirt with doubt. She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't find a reason to refute...
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Just give it a try. Maybe it's like Tingting said, you are already a special person."
Li Qinghan hummed, slowly stretched out his right hand, palm upward, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered silently in his heart.
Suddenly, a faint blue flame rose from the palm of her hand. To be precise, it should be regarded as a flame.
Li Qinghan opened his eyes and was extremely surprised when he saw the flame in his hand. The next moment, the light blue flame gradually rose, and his eyes gradually deepened.
When Huo Ling Xiaoshuang saw Li Qinghan's actions, she whined happily at the side.
The woman in white shirt smiled and said: "Look, let me tell you, my father is not wrong. You and we are the same people, the same special people."
Li Qinghan exhaled, held his right hand, and the flame disappeared instantly.
The middle-aged man sighed and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity. If we were born in the same era, maybe I really have a chance to solve this problem. It's a pity, it's a pity. It's too late. It's too late."
The woman in white clothes said in confusion: "Father, aren't we in the same era now? Why did you say it was too late?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said to Li Qinghan: "The man you used to be is also a person like us. Of course, he is my descendant, but in terms of overall strength, he is much stronger than me. Yours
Men, can they also control fire?"
Li Qinghan nodded: "I have seen him control fire. In addition to this blue one, there are also green and red flames..."
"Green Spirit Fire...Red Lotus Overlord Fire..." the middle-aged man muttered silently, "Isn't this the ability that Ming's son has only tomorrow? That child was still too young at the time.
"Originally, that Devil's Hand potion should be mine... Hateful Ming, he actually hid it secretly..."
At this point, the middle-aged man raised his head and said: "Everything has passed, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. It seems that this is my destiny."
"What is...Devil's Hand?" Li Qinghan asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "It's not important anymore, it's not important anymore, well, just know that your former man and I come from the same place."
Although Li Qinghan had many questions, but the other party stopped talking, there was no need for her to ask any more questions.
"Father, then, that man you just mentioned, is he here?"
The middle-aged man shook his head: "I'm not sure, I just have a very strong feeling. In fact, I don't want him to come, because his arrival is bound to cause a bloody storm... This country, the country I built
Although small, it is very peaceful. With his arrival, this peace will be completely broken..."
The woman in white shirt smiled and said: "Father, didn't you say that those who are supposed to come will eventually come back, and those who can't hide will come back. Besides, aren't you unwilling to accept our small country? Maybe his arrival can help my father regain his original destiny."
It’s our land.”
"Haha, that's true." The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Li Qinghan, "Vulcan Empress, do you have any ideas?"
Li Qinghan actually longed to see Ma Xiaoquan again, but she felt afraid because she was the one who left in anger and she was the one who completely severed contact with Ma Xiaoquan. She could not face Ma Xiaoquan anymore.
Seeing that Li Qinghan didn't speak, the middle-aged man saw her thoughts and said with a smile: "So I said, taking this opportunity to see off the bride, you go out and relax first. Think about it, if that person really shows up, you guys
