The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng was not unfamiliar with the New Dragon Gate mentioned by Han Qiu Sheng. Chu Tiankuo had mentioned this name when he was in Shencheng.

The New Dragon Gate was originally a hidden sect, but its name was not as loud as the five major sects, but its strength was not inferior.

It was just that the New Dragon Gate had always been low-key and rarely involved in any disputes. The disciples in the sect were obsessed with martial arts and rarely contacted the outside world.

But it was said that thirty years ago, due to a coincidence, Long Daoling had contact with people from the New Dragon Gate, and became a close friend with their old master.

It was not known whether the two had contact in these years, but during the civil strife in Panlong Hall ten years ago, the figure of New Dragon Gate disciples did appear.

However, because the New Dragon Gate itself had few contacts with the secular world and the news was relatively closed, the civil strife had ended when they came, and Long Daoling had disappeared, so they could not help much.

Now the people of the New Dragon Gate have reappeared, and they are the son and daughter of the master, which surprised Qin Feng a little.

"They came to Longdu? Why?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Yes." Han Qiu Sheng didn't say much: "It's not convenient for me to ask the specific reason. It's better for you to come back and communicate with them in person."

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

Qin Feng went to talk to Ye Huang first, and then explained to Zhang Quyang and others.

Originally, he wanted to go back by himself, because among the people present, he was the only one who would not be discovered if he left.

However, Xuanyuan Feng now has a strong sense of dependence on him. When he heard that he was leaving, he immediately hugged Hei Lin and followed him.

Qin Feng's words were useless. This kid insisted on following Qin Feng.

However, his realm has surpassed others. He used to do the work of assassins, so it doesn't matter if he follows.

In desperation, Qin Feng had to take him with him.

In Long Daoling's old house, Han Qiu Sheng and Du Bangyan were already here.

There was a group of Chinese men and women in the house, each of them wearing a sword, and if they walked on the street, they would definitely attract attention.

The most noticeable thing was the man and woman walking in the front.

The two people looked 60% similar, the girl looked a bit masculine, about 1.7 meters tall, with a neat ponytail tied at the back of her head, a short suit, a pair of leather boots, and a long sword of more than one meter in her arms, looking heroic.

The man next to her was wearing a navy blue brocade Tang suit, with dragon patterns embroidered with silver thread, and dark patterns pressed with gold thread on the cuffs.

His short hair was neatly trimmed, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were very handsome.

Like the woman, he also had a long sword on his waist.

If there were people who knew about it here, they would see that the two of them were twin swords, complementing each other.

Although the two were young, they both had an extraordinary temperament and a faint sense of alienation on their faces, as if they were out of tune with this world.

However, the two were too young. If someone with more experience was here, they would be able to see that the two young people were actually deliberately putting on airs.

The high-rise buildings outside were still very attractive to them. After all, after the girl entered the gate, she saw the sweeping robot not far away at first glance, and the light in her eyes flashed.

"Master Du, Miss Du, please don't be offended by your visit." Han Qiusheng walked out quickly to greet them after hanging up the phone, and Du Bangyan followed slowly behind.

Du Shixi was more stable and clasped his fists towards Han Qiu Sheng: "Mr. Han, you are welcome. I was ordered by my father to go down the mountain at short notice. I didn't notify him in advance. It's our fault."

"Master Du, you are too polite. Your family has a close relationship with our old Dragon Lord, and your father is a close friend of the old Dragon Lord. Both families are friends. How can there be any fault?"

Han Qiu Sheng changed his previous serious look and turned around to entertain the two people very well.

After sitting down, Du Qingyue suddenly spoke: "Uncle Han, I heard that your Panlong Hall is preparing to revive and has selected a new Dragon Lord. Is that true?"

When it comes to the new Dragon Lord, Han Qiu Sheng nodded lightly, showing no emotion: "Yes."

Hearing this, Du Qingyue immediately became excited: "Really!"

"I heard from my father that the old Dragon Lord of Panlong Hall is a hero, so his successor must not be bad."

"Can we meet him this time?"

"Qingyue." Du Shixi glared at Du Qingyue, signaling her to be a little more stable.

The latter stuck out her tongue and then shrank aside in dismay.

Han Qiu Sheng did not directly answer Du Qingyue's words, but smiled politely and said: "IOur Dragon Lord will be here soon, and you will be able to see him soon. "

Hearing this, Du Qingyue's eyes lit up.

"That's great!" Du Qingyue said happily: "When I was in the mountain gate, I could only spar with my fellow apprentices on weekdays. I'm tired of fighting for so many years."

"Since he is the one chosen by the old Dragon Lord, he must be a young talent. I must spar with him later!"

Han Qiu Sheng smiled and did not answer, but took the initiative to say: "I will pour tea for you, please wait."

Du Shixi nodded and responded politely.

After Han Qiu Sheng and Du Bangyan left, he turned his head and said to Du Qingyue with a reproachful face: "Qingyue, didn't I tell you when we went down the mountain? You must be more stable when you are outside. Look at what you look like just now?"

Du Qingyue was dissatisfied when he heard this: "What's the matter, we martial artists are not particular about trivial matters, and Uncle Han didn't say anything. "

"You - forget it, I'm too lazy to say anything to you." Du Shixi was helpless with his sister: "But don't mention the sparring later. We are here as guests and we have to rely on others to take care of us in Longdu. Don't make trouble."

"Why can't we spar?"

Du Qingyue was still unconvinced: "We are all martial artists, isn't it normal to spar?"

"He is a dragon master, he can't even have this little bit of tolerance, right?"

"Or are you afraid that he will lose to me and lose face? "

Du Shixi didn't want to talk anymore, but he actually thought the same as Du Qingyue.

Although they came to Longdu, they didn't come to seek refuge, but they were mainly traveling.

They didn't understand many things in the secular world. Even if they didn't need to rely on Qin Feng to survive, they shouldn't make enemies.

If Du Qingyue really won, it would be bad for the new Dragon Lord.

What's more, Long Daoling and his grandfather have been friends for many years, so the two sides should be friends.

It's okay to lose after a competition, but it would be a bit embarrassing if they really won.