In response to Han Qiushui's gratitude, Zhan Feihong smiled slightly, returned the gift, and then left the Dongfang Family. **Pao! Book. Bar*

It's not that he doesn't want to stay longer, it's just that he really can't let go of the situation at Hongmeng.

After a whirlwind rush, Zhan Feihong soon arrived at the headquarters of Hongmeng.

At this moment, the three girls Huang Wanqin, Su Chuanfang and Liu Miaoer were gathering in the hall, discussing something together. Suddenly they felt the aura emanating from Zhan Feihong's flaming wings, and couldn't help but fly outside.

"Feihong, are you back?"

Seeing Zhan Feihong's fiery red figure falling down, they couldn't help but asked with some joy.

"Well, the matter has been settled. Are there any problems on your side?"

Seeing the tired faces of the three women, Zhan Feihong expressed concern.

"It's okay, it's just that things in the alliance are complicated, so it didn't cause too much trouble."

After hearing Zhan Feihong's inquiry, the three women shook their heads, then looked behind Zhan Feihong and asked curiously: "They... didn't come back with you?"

"No, since reuniting with my family is the most important thing, I can talk about it in a few days."

Shaking his head in embarrassment, Zhan Feihong replied.

Faced with Zhan Feihong's expression, the three women stopped embarrassing him and began to talk about the development of Hongmeng in recent times.

It turned out that after he left, Huang Wanqin led the Bidie Hall and the remaining forces of the other six sects to merge into the Hong Alliance.

From then on, the world's first-class sects were no longer divided into good and evil, and became a pure neutral force.

Of course, doing so will cause a lot of trouble.

Whether it is old sorrows or new hatreds, the relationship between good and evil has been accumulated for nearly a thousand years. It is impossible to say that harmony can be twisted into a rope.

But because the entire five factions of the Lingwu Alliance were wiped out, a very small number of elite forces went to the Fairyland Valley to seek refuge, while the others became prisoners of war.

Only the Bidie Hall managed by Huang Wanqin is still intact, so it is not difficult to rectify it.

As for the inside of Bidie Hall, there was naturally a lot of quarrels, but with the support of Liu Miaoer, Su Chuanfang and Zhan Feihong's family, no matter how angry the old diehards of Bidie Hall were, they would not dare to act rashly.

The situation was then brought under control, and it is now calm.

After listening to the reports of the three women, Zhan Feihong roughly understood the current situation, and knew that in order to completely frighten this large and mixed alliance, the unstable elements needed to be completely eliminated.

For example, those decent ancestors who remain in the Fairyland Valley are the first to be solved.

However, these guys are not difficult for Zhan Feihong to deal with now, so it is not necessary to disturb his wedding date.

While Zhan Feihong was thinking secretly, Huang Wanqin suddenly brought two girls from the hall.

The two girls, one older and one younger, both looked familiar.

"Brother Feihong..."

As soon as he walked near Zhan Feihong, the smaller girl couldn't help but wake up Zhan Feihong.

"Who are you--"

After carefully looking at this girl who was several years younger than him, Zhan Feihong's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he said with unbelievable excitement: "You, are you Xiu'er?"

"Brother Feihong, I am Xiu'er..."

Seeing that Zhan Feihong recognized her quickly, Xiuer nodded vigorously.

"It turns out that you survived that disaster, God is really wise!"

He wanted to hug Xiu'er into his arms, but he was afraid that the three women around him would be unpleasant, so Zhan Feihong had no choice but to reach out and hold her shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Brother Feihong, in fact, Xiu'er was rescued by the master, and Xiu'er's father and other uncles all escaped alive. Later, Xiu'er followed the master and brother Feihong for a long time, but brother Feihong didn't

I just know..."

Her eyes were a little red, and Xiu'er choked with sobs.

"Master, who is your master?"

Regarding Xiu'er's words, Zhan Feihong was slightly stunned, and then said in confusion.

"My master said that Brother Feihong has also met him. He was originally disguised as one of the captured coolies. I wonder if Brother Feihong still remembers him. As for the origin of my master, he is actually the head of the six little giants of Chuanshan Sect."

After recalling for a moment with her eyes in a trance, Xiu'er replied faintly.

"It turns out he is the chief disciple of the Chuanshan Sect."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhan Feihong suddenly thought of something, and then showed a look of understanding and said: "So, I owe your master a life-saving grace. I don't know where he is now. I want to thank you more."

Ichiban.”

"My master, he has already died in the battle of guarding the mountain..."

The tears that had been swirling in her eyes finally fell, Xiu'er replied sadly.

Zhan Feihong's face darkened after hearing Xiu'er's answer. But to him, the top disciple of the Chuanshan Sect was an obscure figure after all, so he didn't particularly care.

After all, the six main sects suffered too many casualties in this internal fight. If they mourned them one by one, they would probably be too busy for a year.

"My condolences, my brother has avenged your master's revenge."

Looking at Xiu'er's haggard face, Zhan Feihong finally hugged her into his arms, reached out and touched her hair and comforted her.

"Well, Xiu'er knows that in that battle, Xiu'er was far away, but she also saw the process of Brother Feihong shooting down that beast regardless of fate."

Being hugged by Zhan Feihong, Xiu'er didn't bother to worry anymore, she simply hugged Zhan Feihong's waist and said in a daze.

Zhan Feihong was about to say something else, but before he could speak, he felt a penetrating gaze staring at him from a distance, making him tremble.

"Well, let me tell you, Xiu'er, since your master has passed away, my brother will teach you from now on. I will ensure that you become a top-notch master in the world and inherit the mantle of Hongmeng!"

Carefully struggling out of the other party's embrace, he held Xiu'er's shoulders, pretending to be serious and said: "Don't let your master's legacy go, you must practice hard with your brother."

"Xiu'er will work harder, brother, don't worry!"

Being a little excited by Zhan Feihong's bright eyes, Xiu'er said determinedly.

"That's good, that's good."

Turning his back to the three girls, he blinked at Xiu'er. Zhan Feihong coughed dryly and turned to another girl.

"Wanqin, this girl is -"

He was just halfway through his words when he suddenly saw clearly the heroic figure on the other person's chest, and suddenly recalled this person's identity in his mind.

"Luo Xixi from Cailing Palace?"

He lowered his head thoughtfully and stared at that extremely outstanding place for a while, then asked slowly.

"It's my little sister."

Feeling a little embarrassed by Zhan Feihong's focused gaze, Luo Xixi couldn't help but shrink back and nodded.

"Little sister? You are not young..."

After hearing the other party's answer, Zhan Feihong shook his head.

Then he felt penetrating glances coming from his side again, and this time there were not two, but six in total.

"Ah, um - I mean you are not younger than me, there is no need to call yourself younger sister."

Calmly escaping the bombardment of those eyes, Zhan Feihong forced a smile and explained: "It's enough for us to be friends of the same generation."

"Thank you, Lord Zhan."

Hearing Zhan Feihong's kind words, Luo Qianqian flinched slightly.

This sight only made Zhan Feihong's eyes widen a little, but he soon noticed his gaffe and quickly turned his head.

"Wanqin, there must be a reason why you brought this Miss Luo to see me, right?"

Finally, he simply walked up to the three women, turned his back to Luo Qianqian and asked Huang Wanqin.

"Hmph, little pervert."

However, before Huang Wanqin could speak, Liu Miaoer snorted unceremoniously and pinched his waist tightly.

When Zhan Feihong was pinched like this, he subconsciously moved to the side.

"If you dare to hide or resist, don't plan to ask us to enter your door again!"

Unfortunately, before he could move even half an inch, Kitten Girl's voice suddenly reached his ears.

Faced with such an excessive threat, Zhan Feihong had no choice but to compromise. Immediately, pain shot up along the place where he was pinched.

He subconsciously looked at Su Chuanfang and Huang Wanqin, wanting to seek help.

But what they didn't expect was that they, who had always been soft-hearted, unexpectedly stood on the same side as Liu Miao'er. When they found Zhan Feihong looking at him for help, they simply turned away.

This can't help but make Zhan Feihong deeply understand the truth. The obvious differences in certain areas are enough to make women with different thoughts share the same hatred.

"Well, I was wrong this time, so wrong."

Knowing that the other party would not give up if he didn't beg for mercy this time, he lowered his head with a wry smile and begged for mercy.

Faced with Zhan Feihong's begging for mercy, Liu Miaoer naturally couldn't really continue to compete with him.

After all, for beings like them, it is not difficult to change the conditions of their skin, but by doing so, it is more like actively admitting their own shortcomings.

So Kitty Girl withdrew her palm and winked at Huang Wanqin beside her.

After receiving the look from Liu Miao'er, Huang Wanqin coughed lightly and said: "Actually, this Miss Luo has been ostracized by the sisters of Cailin Palace since she returned from the Wanji Mountains, and she was even expelled later.

Master. Of course, these are inseparable from you. Whoever allowed you to reach such a shocking level of fame will be implicated in anyone who has anything to do with you—"

After Huang Wanqin's explanation, Zhan Feihong nodded, turned around and said seriously: "It's really hard on you. If nothing else, from now on Miss Luo will be taught by me personally. Just like Xiu'er, she will definitely be the one in the future.

The pillar of Hongmeng!"

"Okay, how dare you say such a thing in front of us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Miaoer grabbed his ear and glared.

"I haven't finished speaking yet..."

Holding Little Cat Girl's wrist awkwardly, Zhan Feihong continued: "Of course, it's not just me, the original head of Sirius Saint Bidie and the leader of the Nine Demons also taught me and taught me everything!"
Chapter completed!