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Beijing City, Dragon Group Courtyard.

The pretty girl was sitting under the pomegranate tree holding the little boy, swinging leisurely, just like the boy ten years ago.

Although the little boy was only three years old, he was very handsome and cute. With a pair of big round eyes, his pink little face fell into the girl's arms, laughing "hohoho".

Hearing this laughter, the girl became even more proud and started laughing too.

Fan Tuan'er came in from outside the yard. He felt a headache when he heard the laughter. He tapped the girl's smooth forehead with his finger in annoyance and said, "Look at you. You always say bad things. Your laughter is so ugly."

"Sister-in-law, what a joyful laugh." The girl puffed up her cheeks and taught the little boy to make faces. She then looked towards the gate and asked curiously, "Where's my eldest brother? Why isn't he here?"

"I'm making medicine for you at home." Fan Tuan'er brought his son back and patted the girl's thigh. "When are you going to leave?"

"We'll leave tomorrow. We'll go to Taihang Mountain to meet Old Man Zhang first, have a drink with the heroes, and then take the train north."

"Look at you, a girl, hanging out with those rough guys every day, drinking like water, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Oh, don't mention the future. I'm annoyed by all those nagging things."

"You are just like your brother."

"Ha ha ha, sister-in-law, what you said is so fake. If you dislike it, why did you like my brother for so many years?"

"You, you should have had your mouth torn apart when you were a kid." Fan Tuan'er glared at her unhappily, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and stuffed it in her hand, "Remember the names, positions, and phone numbers on it. They are all leading troops in the northern border. If you have any trouble, go to them."

"It's easy to be an official if you have connections in the court!" Chang Long happily took it and put it into his pocket.

At this point, Fan Tuan'er put away the smile on her face and said apologetically, "Originally, your elder brother was going to go in person, but he is now a minister and cannot act rashly. I can only ask you to represent the Chang family. Thank you for your hard work!"

Chang Long straightened his chest and said proudly, "What are you talking about, sister-in-law? Big brother gave me the title of Ya Zi, and this is my duty. What's more, I am the leader of the martial arts world appointed by the old man, so how can I fall behind others?"

Fan Tuan'er patted her shoulder and said seriously, "Xiaolong, when you go north this time, remember not to be careless. The old man is waiting for your good news."

Chang Long was solemn and nodded seriously, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, this is a state matter, I dare not joke about it."

She did use some tricks to become the leader of the martial arts world, but she deserved the title.

In recent years, the soldiers have been destroying the four olds and frequently attacking various major sects. After graduating from junior high school, Chang Long has been studying under Chang Wei, following him to run around and put out fires. In addition to accumulating enough connections and prestige, she has also demonstrated her extraordinary skills.

With unlimited physical fitness fruits to eat, Chang Wei teaching her step by step, and old man Zhang personally instructing her on the secrets of the martial arts world, she has already become the leader among all the heroes.

This time, Chang Wei wrote a letter asking martial artists to support Northern Xinjiang, and the old man appointed Chang Long as the leader.

The Drum Tower cub tiger back then has now become a true Dragon King.

"Don't be greedy for credit, just hold on and come back safely."

"Hold on..." Chang Long pouted and muttered in his heart, "Whether to defend or attack, it's hard to say."

As the aunt and sister-in-law were talking, a girl with two pigtails ran in hurriedly. She was relieved when she saw Chang Long and patted her chest, "Aunt, I was afraid you would leave."

"Why did you come here?"

"My uncle agreed. I will go with you."

"Ah, isn't Big Brother playing around?"

"How can you talk like that? Do you believe me or not, I will report you when I get back?" Chang Xiaoman glared at him fiercely. "Let me tell you, the Iron-Blooded Youth Group has prepared a lot of good stuff. If you keep talking like that, I won't give it to you."

Chang Long sneered and said, "You may have forgotten who was the first leader of the Iron-Blooded Youth Group. I am still the leader of the Dragon Group."

"But now I am the leader." Chang Xiaoman wrinkled his nose and said unconvincedly: "You were able to become the leader back then because of my uncle's face."

"Uncle, uncle, if you don't know, you might think he's your father."

"I am my eldest uncle's child. My last name is Chang, and my household registration is in the same book as my eldest uncle's. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mother Fan."

Having said that, Chang Xiaoman turned around and looked at Fan Tuaner very seriously.

What could Fan Tuan'er do? He could only nod.

No one in the Chang family dared to joke about this matter, otherwise the little girl would cry immediately.

Chang Xiaoman was very happy. She stuck to Fan Tuaner's back, teasing the child in her arms with her little hands and giggling.

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Taihang Mountains, Baiyun Temple.

The open space in front of the door had already been cleaned up by people sent by the old secretary of Yashan Commune.

Tents transferred from the army were set up around the open space, and a kitchen team was preparing meals.

Thousands of martial arts heroes from all over the country gathered here, and the regions were divided by provinces or sects.

There are old friends and family members here, as well as blood feuds from generations ago, but at this moment they are all standing quietly waiting.

When you come here, you should put national affairs first and put personal grudges aside.

As the sun rose, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

"Master, the recruitment order said that only 500 people were needed, why are there so many?"

"Everyone is afraid that they will be the 500th person who didn't come. Besides, who would be willing to fall behind in such an event that brings honor to the family?"

"There are so many of them, are we going to go with them all?"

"That's impossible. If they say five hundred, it must be five hundred. Who knows, there might even be a fight between us."

"Ah? Then wouldn't I be in danger? What if I'm not chosen?"

"If you don't get selected, go back and practice hard. If you can't catch up this time, there's always next time."

"Next time? Who knows if there will be a next time?"

Just as noon arrived, the jade chimes in Baiyun Temple rang crisply, and the young men lined up in front of the door were immediately energized. They all stepped forward to line up, and in six rows and seven columns, they bowed and shouted, "The Iron-Blooded Youth Group of the Dragon Team welcomes the team leader."

In the open space, thousands of men, women, old and young turned to look at the gate of the Taoist temple and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the leader."

The girl, who had changed into a purple Taoist robe, jumped out of the Taoist temple with a smile on her face. She held the Longquan sword with a scepter inlaid in the middle of the mouth and said with a fist: "Chang Long would like to thank you all first."

After saying this, she bowed to the ground.

Thousands of people on the field bowed together, and the leaders of the three major sects stepped forward, "The leader has given an order, and no one dares to disobey. Moreover, this time it is for national affairs. It is our honor to be able to join the leader in this great event."

Chang Long laughed loudly, "Big monk, old Taoist priest, Master Wang, let's stop talking nonsense. Let's get drunk first, and then we can have a good competition tomorrow."