Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Ding Yi's spirit power diffused out, and all the people on the first floor of the club were covered in it.

Through the previous dialogue with the elder Qingsong, Ding Yi has learned that all the young people in the northern part of the Yangtze River in the south of the Yangtze River are circling in the first floor of the Qianlong club.

Originally, according to the specifications of Ding Yi's invitation card, he was fully qualified to sit on the second floor and have a dialogue with the big men of various forces. But from the perspective of face to face, Ding Yi is obviously a young man, so Qingsong still temporarily places him in the ranks of the younger generation.

In elder Qingsong's opinion, Ding Yi should be a young master of some great power. As for the invitation card on Ding Yi's hand, it naturally belongs to the elders in the family.

"It's interesting..."

After experiencing a circle, Ding Yi finds that among these young people, their accomplishments are the lowest, and they have reached the level of master. Among them, many of them are already in the realm of secularization, and even two of them have reached the transcendental realm.

According to Ding Yi's perception, one of them is Chen Kexin, the holy daughter of Tianyin Pavilion, who has met before, and the other is a man in white with a beautiful face. He should also be the successor of some big power.

"I didn't expect that in addition to Chen Kexin, there were others among the younger generation who arrived at the extraordinary realm." The current situation makes Ding Yi slightly smack his tongue, thinking that he had to work hard to reach the extraordinary state.

With the full recovery of aura, it seems that the masters of the transcendental realm are not as rare as before, and some of the younger generation are beginning to step into this realm.

Although Ding Yi is a little surprised at the progress of these young people, he is not so surprised. Now he has been practicing for decades in the field of land immortals. If those people are genius, then Ding Yi is the genius of genius and the evil spirit of demons.

"Are you? The former one... "

Just when Ding Yi is bored, a clear voice rings in his ear. Ding Yi is also familiar with the voice. It is Chen Kexin, the saint of Tianyin Pavilion.

"Well, how do you see that..." Ding Yi subconsciously replied.

As soon as her voice fell, Ding Yi quickly realized that she had made a mistake. Of course, it was impossible for her to see her disguise with Chen Kexin's strength. The reason why she asked this question must be that she found some clues and deliberately spoke out to test herself.

Sure enough, after listening to Ding Yi's reply, Chen Kexin's face instantly showed a kind of small devil's smile with a trick.

"I just felt that your temperament was very similar, so I tried to test, but I didn't think it was really you, not to mention that your real person was so young..."

Chen Kexin looks at Ding Yi, and his eyes are full of excitement, as if he has discovered a new continent. As soon as she remembered that her older generation had called Ding Yi for a long time, Chen Kexin's cheek was burning. It seemed that she had been taken advantage of.

Chen Kexin looks directly at Ding Yi, as if to see through him thoroughly.

For a long time, even Ding Yi was a little embarrassed.

"Well, why do you always look at me? There are no flowers on my face... "

"What's the matter with you? Can you be shy as a master like you?" Chen Kexin refused to give up.

Ding Yi: "I said yes, do you believe it?"

Chen Kexin: "I'm a ghost..."

Chen Kexin: "I don't know your name yet."

Ding Yi: "the name is just a code name. It's the same as everything else..."

Chen Kexin: "don't talk nonsense, quickly and honestly explain the problem."

Ding Yi: "OK, my surname is Wu, my name is husband. Just call me husband..."

Chen Kexin: "take advantage of me again and die..."

After some conversation, Ding Yi finds that Chen Kexin has a cute and cute side in addition to her exquisite mind. Although she recognized that Ding Yi was the old master, she still did not recognize that Ding Yi was Ding Yi himself.

After the disaster of Lu Xian, Ding Yi's appearance and temperament have changed a lot. Even her skin is much whiter than before. Under such conditions, it's not surprising that Chen Kexin can't recognize Ding Yi's identity. Although she had a relationship with Ding Yi before, they were not familiar with each other.

"Hello, may I ask you something? Who are these people?"

Ding Yi points to the young people in the circle and asks Chen Kexin about their identities and origins.

"Yin fansu, the granddaughter of the old lady of the Yin family in the north of the Yangtze River, was able to get rid of vulgarity."

"Gu Qinghe, a legitimate figure of the Gu family in the south of the Yangtze River, is also free from vulgarity."

Under the guidance of Chen Kexin, Ding Yi understands these so-called young talents in the hall one by one.

"What about him?" Ding Yi's fingers move, pointing to another extraordinary young man in white that he had previously perceived.

"His name is Qin Ziming. He is a bore. He is the eldest grandson of Qin Zongheng, the father of Qin family in Jiangbei. He has been pestering me with his family background recently..."When Chen Kexin mentions Qin Ziming to Ding Yi, her tone is filled with disgust. It is obvious that she is not very cold to this handsome young man in white.

"Don't you also have a background? Are you afraid that the Qin family in Jiangbei will not succeed?" Ding Kexin said to Chen Keyi.

"It's just a Qin family in Jiangbei. Naturally, our tianyinmen are not afraid of them. However, the Qin family recently got involved with those members of the Wudao Association. They put pressure on my master through the Wudao Association, saying that they wanted to get married with some of our forces. Therefore, Qin Zong ran entangled me..."

Speaking of this matter, Chen Kexin's face was full of resentment. Obviously, she was also quite disgusted by the Qin family and the martial arts association.

"Martial arts association?"

Ding Yi's eyes twinkle slightly when he hears the speech. The enmities between him and the martial arts association have not been settled yet. Unexpectedly, the other party's hand has reached the boundary of Jiangbei. If Ding Yi meets Ding Yi this time, Ding Yi will give the other party some color to see.

In Ding Yi's eyes, sooner or later, there will be a decisive battle between him and the martial arts association and Xi AZU, and Ding Yi has decided to completely settle the friendship and resentment with the other party before the virtual spirit world is opened.

While Ding Yi and Chen Kexin are talking, many people in the circle have noticed Ding Yi. Naturally, Ding Yi won't attract such great attention when he is alone. But now Chen Kexin is sitting with him, the situation is naturally different.

Who is Chen Kexin? She is the saint of Tianyin Pavilion, the leader of the younger generation, and the dream lover of countless young practitioners in Jiangnan and Jiangbei. She will attract countless people's attention wherever she goes.

"Brother Ziming, who is that man? He even had a good time sitting with the virgin of Kexin Li Le, the young master of the Li family, who has always been close to Qin Ziming, asked.

"I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I'm a stranger Qin Ziming replied indifferently. Although he looked very indifferent, he still showed a trace of hostility to Ding Yi.

"What about the son of the aristocratic family? Does he not know that the holy daughter of Kexin belongs to brother Ziming? I'll go over and give him some color to see... "

Qin Ziming and Wang An, another Prince of the royal family who is close to him, is constantly rubbing hands. He can't help but want to go ahead and teach Ding Yi a lesson.