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Chapter 65: Young Scholar

Chapter 65 Young Scholar

At this moment, everyone only heard a contemptuous laughter: "So it's you." Then they saw that the dagger of the person holding the dagger was caught between two fingers, and the person standing in front of them was actually the drunk man.

The young scholar collapsed on the table.

Except for the masked woman, everyone was shocked, especially the middle-aged man. He had been sitting next to the young scholar just now. With his martial arts attainments, he never realized that this scholar had special skills. The world

When did such a powerful person appear? This idea suddenly appeared in everyone's mind. Li Xiaomo and others did not know the true identity of the dagger-wielding man and the middle-aged man. But with such skill,

Obviously, he is not inferior to the top ten masters in China. And the young scholar can actually hold this person's dagger with two fingers. His skill can be imagined. The strength gap between the two is definitely greater than the top ten masters in China and the top ten masters in China.

The difference between heroes.

Although the dagger-wielding man and the middle-aged man did not know the young scholar, they were more knowledgeable than Chu Lianfeng and others. There was only one legendary person in the world who could stop him so easily.

At any moment of hesitation, the middle-aged man let out a loud roar, turned around and ran away. The man holding the dagger also loosened the dagger in his hand, then dwarfed and disappeared to the ground.

"But I don't know what to call you sir?" Li Xiaomo, who was the first to recover, asked first.

The young scholar ignored Li Xiaomo's greetings, but nodded to the masked woman. The masked woman also nodded slightly, and then just flew away and disappeared from the sight of Li Xiaomo and others.

Gently picking up the snow-white Xian Lianchen, the young scholar said to Haotian: "Boy, do you want your woman to die like this?"

Haotian murmured in his heart. Judging from his age, he was only a year or two older than himself, yet he was brazen enough to call him a brat. However, since Xian Lianchen was in his hands now, Haotian had no choice but to answer honestly:

"In no mood."

The young man nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask: "Then do you want to leave here?"

"Of course I do, but I'm afraid they won't agree." Haotian looked around Chu Lianfeng and others and said. At this time, dozens of purple-clothed warriors from Tianwu Galaxy had gathered around Haotian, and within a short time

, these powerful warriors in purple were almost all injured, which shows how fierce the competition between them and the disciples of Mingjian Villa just now was.

The young scholar smiled again: "You don't have to worry about what they think. I'm just asking you, if I can get you back to the Hetao safely and help you save this beautiful little daughter-in-law, how will you thank me?"

Haotian was overjoyed and said quickly: "Sir, just ask for it. Although a certain person has no wealth now, he is still the governor of Hetao. As long as someone can get it, sir, just ask for it."

"Oh, then I really opened my mouth." The young scholar laughed and said, "In that case, then you can respectfully kowtow to me three times and then call me grandpa, what do you think?"

"Sir, are you deliberately teasing someone?" Haotian's tone was cold, and his eyes shrank for a while: "A man has gold under his knees. When he dies, he will kneel down and kneel to his parents. Someone is not willing to sacrifice his life for this small life.

dignity!”

The young scholar looked at Haotian's cold expression and said with interest: "So you refuse, don't you want to go back to the Hetao?"

Haotian nodded: "Sir, you should be talking about something else."

"Then I can tell you that there is only one choice. You may not care about your life, but it is a pity for this girl. She even risked her own life to save your life. It is a pity, do you just

Can't you put down your dignity for her?"

The young man smiled and said: "Boy, I can tell you, although this girl's injuries are not vital, the sword passed through her body. If she is not rescued in time, she will definitely die!"

"Husband, don't worry about me. With the protection of the warriors in purple, you will definitely be able to return to the Hetao." Due to the serious injury and loss of blood, Xian Lianchen's face lost all color, but he still murmured.

. She is not a smart woman. Born in Tianwu Galaxy, she was accepted as a disciple by Nalan Bingchan from the very beginning and became the heir of the Holy Maiden of Tianwu Galaxy. Therefore, in her more than twenty years of life,

She has always been very simple-minded. Although she holds a high position, she is undoubtedly much inferior to the intelligence of her contemporaries such as Zhang Yuewan. However, she also likes such a simple life because she does not like fighting for power.

I don't like to plot against others either.

Later, she met Haotian, a man she didn't know. Due to the cooperation between Tianwu Xinghe and Hetao, she was given to Haotian as a gift from Tianwu Xinghe. However, Haotian did not ignore her because of this.

During the time she was with Haotian, Xian Lianchen truly enjoyed the life of an ordinary person. No matter what she wanted to do, Haotian would try her best to satisfy her. She understood Haotian's personality very well,

She also understands Haotian's arrogance that goes deep into his bones. Because she loves him, she doesn't want him to lose his dignity for her.

Looking at the panting Xian Lianchen, the corner of Haotian's mouth curled up, and he kissed Lianchen's forehead gently. Without any hesitation, Haotian bent his legs and knelt down in front of the young scholar.

In front of him, he kowtowed three times in a row, and then he respectfully called out: "Grandpa."

"Haha, you're quite unhappy?" the young scholar said with a smile that didn't take him seriously.

"Sir, your request has been fulfilled by someone. Please save people quickly, sir." Haotian's face naturally didn't look good, but he still said honestly.

"You are worthy of being the son of Hao Fei and Qin Shang. Even their arrogance is the same." The young scholar laughed, but his eyes were full of approval.

Haotian was curious: "Do you know my father and mother?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the young scholar in front of him. He was only a few years older than him, how could he know that he was

Parents' names?

"I won't tell you this for now, but you must understand one thing. That is, when you kowtowed to me just now, that is what you should do, and it is not something to be ashamed of." The young scholar said with a smile. But he stretched out his hand to the immortal

Lian Chen's chest was actually ready to draw out the long sword.

"We can't just draw the sword like this!" Zhang Yuewan suddenly shouted. Although she and Xian Lianchen have different positions, she definitely doesn't want anything to happen to Xian Lianchen here. Although Tianwu Galaxy has fallen, the Centipede Insect will not die.

Zheng, their potential power should not be underestimated. Although Xian Lianchen's injury was not caused by them, it was also because of them. If Xian Lianchen really died here, Wu Xinghe would definitely die because of his face that day.

Revenge at all costs. The purple warriors on the side were about to step forward to stop him, but they unexpectedly found that they could not get within three steps of the young scholar.

"Why not?" The young scholar smiled faintly, looked at the purple-clothed warriors around him who were eager to protect his master, and gently pressed his right hand near Xian Lianchen's wound. The long sword suddenly bounced out of Xian Lianchen's body like lightning.

Xian Lianchen screamed in pain at that time. However, what was strange was that not a trace of blood seeped out from her wound.

Zhang Yuewan, Chu Lianfeng and others looked at each other, their eyes full of horror. If they just let the sword pop out of their bodies, they could barely do it. But if the wound does not shed a drop of blood, even if it is theirs

The elders of the sect cannot do it so easily. Who is this person? He is so powerful.

The young scholar helped Xian Lianchen straighten out his vitality, then clapped his hands and said to Haotian: "Okay, this girl will be able to fully recover as long as she rests for a while. But before she recovers, you are the best

It's better not to sleep with her, otherwise I can't guarantee whether an accident will happen."

Haotian's face suddenly turned red. He didn't expect that this young scholar could be so generous. Xian Lianchen's face also had a blush because he was too shy. But no matter what he thought in his heart, he was still old

He honestly took Xian Lianchen from the hands of the young scholar.

"Boy, why didn't you kneel down just now?" The young scholar said to Haotian with a smile on his face.

Haotian curled his lips: "Didn't someone already say it? Why bother saying it again?"

The young scholar laughed: "Then if I am really your grandfather, can you kowtow and be convinced?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Haotian, but also Zhang Yuewan and the four people beside him were shocked. Even Xian Lianchen in Haotian's arms poked his head out curiously. A foreigner with extraordinary skills like a young scholar

Master, there is no need for them to lie. Since he said this, he must have his reason.

"How old are you, and you are pretending to be my grandfather here?" Haotian said with disdain.

"Okay, then let me ask you, is Qin Tianyi your wife?" the young scholar said noncommittally.

"Of course." Haotian nodded.

"Then what is your name, her adoptive father?"

"Of course it's my father-in-law. Are you talking about General Xuesha?" Haotian blurted out, but immediately thought of a person. Is it really him? It's just that this person is so young, and Xuesha is four years old this year.

Thirteen years old. This age is too inconsistent, right? But apart from this, Haotian really can't think of any reason for him to help him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking tentatively: "Senior, are you?"


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