As Li Xiaofan expected, the large and small forces of Longdu have now fallen into the hands of Gong shaotian and Wudao alliance.

Originally, Murong Tianci, who was driven away, now came back with two sons swaggering.

As for Li Xiaofan's parents, they have long been kicked out.

Decorated magnificent villa living room.

The old man Murong Tianci sat upright, drank a sip of tea and said slowly.

"This time, we can make a comeback, thanks to holding Gong Shao's thigh."

"Therefore, at tonight's reception, we should try our best to make less trouble for the palace. Anyone who dares to make trouble at the reception will be severely punished!"

"Hum, after tonight, our Murong family will completely become the first family in Longdu!"

Murong he nodded.

"I don't need my father to worry about the reception. My second brother and I can cope with it."

"What I'm worried about now is that the old dragon sword doesn't dare to fight."

"If he doesn't come, the reception will be less lively."

It turned out that Gong shaotian had said that he would challenge the Dragon Sword Master who ranked first in the sky list.

The venue is Tianding club, and the time is tonight.

Because the Dragon Sword belongs to Li Xiaofan.

Now, the only person who can compete with shaotian in Longdu palace is the dragon sword.

In other words, the Dragon Sword represents Li Xiaofan in Longdu. It is a flag erected by Li Xiaofan.

Only by thoroughly overthrowing and replacing this flag, it symbolizes the complete end of Li Xiaofan's era.

Those who still have illusions about Li Xiaofan will completely give up!

Murong heaven sent a cold hum.

At the beginning, he took dragon sword as his teacher, but dragon sword was put under Li Xiaofan's command, which made him disheartened and generous, and became the laughing stock of the upper class people in Longdu.

Therefore, he was eager for Gong shaotian to defeat Longjian and prove that his choice was correct.

"In fact, whether he comes or not is the same. Anyway, he is a loser!"

The evening reception is held in the Tianding club.

This Tianding club is the industry of murongci before. It is the highest grade private club in Longdu. It doesn't open at all.

But now, after Murong Ci and his wife were driven away, this industry was naturally occupied by Murong's father and son.

The club is brightly lit, and all kinds of luxury cars are parked in front of the door.

But all those who are qualified to come to the banquet are dignitaries.

The previous Zhou family and Ji family were cleared by Li Xiaofan.

Now, except for their Murong family, the Dragon capital is the Zhao family.

At the beginning, because Zhao Dezhi participated in the big project presided over by Chen Sikong, he invested more than 7 billion and hollowed out all his family. He hated Li Xiaofan for a long time.

He naturally put himself under the command of Gong shaotian, made a comeback, and joined hands with Murong Tianci to divide up the industry left by Li Xiaofan.

Therefore, now the Zhao family in Longdu seems to be the second largest family except the Murong family.

The gatekeeper of the club was originally the manager here, promoted by murongci.

Now Murong CI has fallen. Because he disdains to join the command of Murong's heavenly Father and son, he is demoted as an ordinary security guard and specially watches the gate here.

The original security guard here, taking the helm, flattering and flattering, took his place and became the manager of the club.

Manager Cao, with a cigarette in his mouth, patted the former manager Zhang Qiang on the shoulder and said in earnest.

"Xiao Zhang, in this society, it's most important to mix with who!"

"As for people, you should understand the flexibility. Li Xiaofan is dead and you still hold it. Isn't it stupid!"

"Look at me. Seeing the situation, I turned around and put myself under the command of Murong Tianci. A small security guard turned into a manager."

Speaking of this, manager Cao became more and more elated, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger.

"Watch it here and report to me in time."

"I played all night last night. I have to go back to bed."

Then he yawned and left.

The reception hall is in the middle.

Murong Tianci led many elites in Longdu to gather around a young man.

This young man is Gong shaotian, the Kirin son of the Gong family. He has a sword eyebrow, bright eyes, elegant appearance, symmetrical and slender figure. If one point is more, he will be tall and if one point is less, he will be short.

At the scene, the daughters of many rich and powerful people only shine in her eyes.

Even some young women secretly glanced at the palace shaotian with hot eyes.

Gong shaotian's golden Sabre is sitting on the throne. Although his momentum is restrained, the inadvertent aura still makes everyone here unable to lift their heads.

"Has the old man of dragon sword come?"

Gong shaotian asked faintly with a glass of wine. Murong Tianci quickly stood up and bowed. "If you go back to the palace, the Dragon Sword hasn't come yet. The old man must have been afraid of your tiger power and scared away long ago." Gong shaotian has just turned 20, and Murong Tianci is more than 70. In terms of age, it's enough to be gong shaotian's grandfather. But now, in front of so many people, they are so groveling. However, he didn't feel anything wrong. Instead, he was complacent. Beside Gong shaotian, there was a thin old man with a pockmarked face. He was wearing a red robe and looked very dazzling. His waist was straight, just like a big iron gun. Occasionally, one or two fine lights would be emitted from his eyes, which made people dare not face it. This old man is the vice leader of Wudao alliance and the ancestor of red robe. In the Martial Arts Alliance, he was much higher than the former Zhi Jianxing in both status and cultivation. It can be said that in the Wudao alliance, in addition to the general alliance leader, he has the highest status. Looking at the whole of China, the ancestor in red robe is also famous and second only to long Tiangang, the first expert in the military. In contrast, Li Xiaofan, a rising star, looks much inferior. The red robed old man put down his tea cup and said with a gloomy smile. "Since the Dragon Sword dare not come, let's continue the next wonderful project!" Gong shaotian nodded. "The red robed ancestor was right. Even if the Dragon Sword came, it would be a dead end." then he waved his hand. "Escort me up!" soon, several martial artists escorted two people from the outside. The two, a man and a woman, were Li Xiaofan's parents. Li Chengshan and murongci. As early as Gong shaotian controlled the whole situation of the Dragon capital, he sent someone to catch Li Yunshan and his wife and imprison them secretly. They looked haggard, but there were no scars on their bodies. They looked as usual. They should have not suffered. Li Chengshan was obviously thin. The cheekbones on both sides protruded high. He helped his wife step by step. There were scornful, sarcastic and gloating eyes around. "Hum, I used to be a prisoner because of my son's arrogance. I've been in prison for 30 years. I've been in the East and west of the river for 30 years. I'm sure I'm right." "so, you have to follow the right people to do the right thing!" "Emeishan palace family has 400 years of experience and a large number of experts. How can a little Li Xiaofan control it?" "What's more, now the palace family has joined hands with the Martial Arts Alliance. Even if there are ten or a hundred Li Xiaofan, it's not their opponent."