"Well, my old man just likes to be mysterious. Just don't take offense to Grandpa Yang and Uncle Yang," Xing Luo looked at Xiao Jie who suddenly disappeared and scratched his head in embarrassment. This old man doesn't take people seriously. , said a few hasty words and then disappeared.
"No, no," Yang Minglei shook his head. He naturally knew what had just happened, but Xing Luo didn't say it, and he was too embarrassed to make the junior worry.
"Well, then I'll leave first," Xing Luo nodded, and said to Yang Zhihui: "Zhihui, I'll leave first. Come and sit in Lin Mansion when you have time. There aren't many others in Lin Mansion. Strong demigods But there are quite a few,”
"Okay, boss, I'll see you off," Yang Zhihui said.
Xing Luo held Yang Zhihui's shoulders and said, "Don't send me away. Go to the Lin Mansion when you have time. I'll ask the old man to arrange a guard for Grandpa Yang. It's a bit embarrassing for a real-world strong guard."
Yang Zhihui originally thought that Xing Luo's words would anger Xiao Cong, the old man's personal guard, but when he saw that Xiao Cong was not there, Yang Zhihui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, he could not shirk Xing Luo's kindness. He was the strongest in the transformation realm. The higher you go, the more you know how many powerful people there are in this world. When he is out there, he is more concerned about the health of his family.
"Grandpa Yang, remember to go to the Lin Mansion. I'll leave first," Xing Luo turned around and smiled at Yang Minglei, then left the hall.
After Xing Luo left, Yang Minglei let out a breath of turbid air, feeling the surging power in his body, and sighed slightly: "The children of the Xiao family are indeed extremely mysterious."
"Zhihui, it's all thanks to you this time," Yang Minglei looked up at Yang Zhihui and said softly: "Learn well from the young prince. The future of the Yang family will depend on you. People in the direct line bully others too much, regardless of blood ties. , we... better avoid interacting with them,"
Hearing this, Yang Shanqing and Yang Zhihui were shocked at the same time. Yang Zhihui nodded and said, "Don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely make the Yang family strong."
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The night hangs in the sky, and the stars are blooming with light. Although it is weak, it is untouchable.
A gray stream of light flew directly into the clouds. I looked left and right and found two figures over there, and then slowly flew over.
"Dad," Xing Luo glanced at Xiao Jie, then his eyes fell on the figure trapped by Xiao Jie, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "With this level of cultivation, you still want to kill someone in front of me,"
Xiao Jie stood on the clouds. To his right, a space cage was trapping a middle-aged man in a veteran's uniform. This middle-aged man was none other than Xiao Cong, who suddenly disappeared in the Yang family hall. That is, Yang Minglei's personal guard.
In fact, when a trace of death appeared on Yang Minglei's body just now, he knew that Yang Minglei had been poisoned in an instant. At that time, Xing Luo had no time to take care of Xiao Cong who had put away the special gift after poisoning, until Xiao Jie suddenly appeared. , just trapped Xiao Cong.
"It's rare for you to call me daddy," Xiao Jie smiled slightly. He had indeed noticed that all of Xing Luo's power suddenly disappeared. He just cut across the space and came over. He heard Xing Luo vaguely tell him what just happened. , Xiao Jie just left to catch Xiao Cong.
Rolling his eyes, Xing Luo said: "Kill him. Since Grandpa Yang said he doesn't need our help, then we are too embarrassed to interfere. This is his family matter."
"Whatever." For Xiao Jie, who has seen through the world of life and death, as long as there is no problem with his relatives, he will not worry. Immediately with a flick of his finger, a wisp of nine-color flames burned with high temperature and swept towards Xiao Cong, and then The victim didn't even utter a word, but was immediately burned to the point where no bones were left.
Seeing that the nine-colored flames could burn even the space, Xing Luo also glared slightly and said: "My flames contain poisonous gas to kill people, how come your casual fire can burn other people without leaving any bones?"
"That's because you were too addicted to the practice of poison when you were a child. If you can cultivate the nine-color flame, you can at least burn other people's souls now, not to mention you have the god of death," Xiao Jie explained.
"That's because you didn't tell me," Xing Luo retorted unyieldingly, then waved his hand and said, "I'm going to the Hua Military Bureau. I don't know if I'll be back in the evening. You don't have to wait for me."
Xiao Jie shook his head helplessly, and his figure slowly disappeared.
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The headquarters of the Huajun Bureau is not located deep in the mountains and old forests. Relying on the memory of often going to the Huajun Bureau to smash glass and play with sand when he was a child, Xing Luo came directly to the prosperous urban area.
Even though it was nine o'clock in the evening, the lights in the city were still bright. Xing Luo walked to a residential complex of commercial buildings and frowned.
"I remember that the old home of the Huajun Bureau is here. Why is it missing? Could it be that they moved away? That's not right. People from the municipal party committee came and wanted the Huajun Bureau to move out. In the end, Mr. Cai fought back. In the end, Grandpa No. 1 Only then did he come forward to settle the matter and let the Hua Military Bureau be stationed here." Monk Xingluo Zhang Er scratched his head and walked around casually, but still didn't see the ancient courtyard.
"squeak……"
The tires made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground. A silver Ferrari sports car appeared in front of Xing Luo. A certain man naturally looked at it in confusion, but his eyes suddenly shrank, and he stood frozen on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"Bing Lan, why are you going to the headquarters so late? Today is the Dragon Boat Festival again, why not go home to celebrate the festival?" The young man sitting in the driver's seat turned to look at the white-robed woman sitting in the passenger seat and smiled. road.
"No, there are still things to deal with in the bureau," Ye Binglan shook her head and smiled, opened the car door and got out of the car, but when she saw the young man in gray standing not far away, her delicate body trembled slightly, her beauty The eyes are filled with wonder.
After Xing Luo was stunned, there was a self-mockery and sneer on the corner of Xing Luo's mouth. There was a sports car, a man and a woman sitting in the car, and it was still late at night, so it was obvious what he was doing.
"You, when did you come back?" Ye Binglan's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up with joy, and she hurried over and said happily.
"Yes, yes, I shouldn't have come back, let alone run into this kind of thing." Leaving just now will make you sad, but I had no choice but to do so at the time. I didn’t know if I would still survive. I had just suffered so much, and you..."
When Xing Luo said this, he looked at the young man who was opening the car door and walking out. The young man was about twenty-five years old. He was wearing a set of brand-name casual clothes and sneakers. He looked quite sunny and handsome.