The villain of the martial arts: Kissing Xiao Long Nu at the beginning

"Xiaolong is..." Li Xiuning knew who Xiaolong was, but she didn't know how to explain it to Tongtian.

Should she tell Tongtian that Xiaolong was just a little brat who was just over one year old? According to Li Hao and the others, this little guy was still wearing diapers!

In Tongtian's eyes, such a little brat actually became a saint with boundless magic power. If this is told out, all the gods in the prehistoric world will laugh!

"My friend, I'm really sorry. I know it's a bit abrupt to ask. If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask." Tongtian also felt a little embarrassed. How could he ask about someone's background right away? If he met a petty person, he might be hated by him.

"Master, I know Xiaolong. He is just..."

"Shut up. You must be respectful to saints and never neglect them." Li Xiuning was interrupted by Tongtian before she finished speaking, and he also taught her a lesson.

"Third sister, please stop talking. The other party is the same as the master. One look from him is enough for us." Seeing that Li Xiuning wanted to speak, Yunxiao quickly covered her mouth.

"Um... ..." Li Xiuning was confused.

Saint, one look is enough for me, what kind of words are you talking about!

Xiaolong was so naughty that he wanted to play a trick on me. In the end, he was caught and walked several times, and was beaten and cried!

Li Xiuning suspected that the little guy brought people to this world from thousands of years ago, probably to avenge the spanking she had given him.

"Saint Tongtian, I think you misunderstood. Xiaolong is not a saint, he is my child, and he just turned one year old this year." Seeing that Li Hao was teasing and didn't say anything, Ning Zhongze had to stand up and explain himself.

"What, just turned one year old." After hearing what Ning Zhongze said, Tongtian was directly messed up in the wind.

He, an ancient saint who has existed since the beginning of the world, can only glimpse a corner of the long river of history, while Xiaolong, a little brat who just turned one year old, can travel in the long river of history. When the two are compared, Tongtian feels that he has lived like a dog for billions of years.

"Master, what Sister Ning said is true. Xiaolong is really only one year old. I told you, but you didn't believe me." Li Xiuning looked aggrieved.

She has never lied since the birth of spiritual intelligence at the beginning of the world.

Tongtian glanced at Li Xiuning, and he felt that this disciple did it on purpose. He knew that he was in a bad mood, but he deliberately added another knife, and finally sprinkled a handful of coarse salt on the wound.

"Saint Tongtian, you are a guest, why don't you go to the palace and sit down." Li Hao also saw the embarrassment on Tongtian's face, and he laughed and invited him.

Tongtian is a saint after all, and he can't offend him too much. After all, whether the Zongwu World can break through the siege and become one of the three thousand worlds in the future still needs his help.

"Then I'd rather obey than be respectful." Tongtian felt his face burning, but he still accepted Li Hao's invitation.

"Please, Saint Tongtian." Ning Zhongze held the bronze scepter and made a gesture of invitation to Tongtian.

As Li Hao and Ning Zhongze invited Tongtian, the thick fog between heaven and earth instantly dissipated, and the scenery below became extremely clear.

"Please" Tongtian didn't hesitate and landed in the palace with Sanxiao.

He was now sure of one thing, that is, the family in front of him were all variables. If Jiejiao wanted to get opportunities from this world, it might need to build a good relationship with them.

From now on, the situation seems to be not bad, after all, his disciple still has their family's blood in his belly.