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Chapter 1124 Old Monster

The two of them lingered for a while before going to the front yard.

I saw them carrying so many food boxes.

Long Wuyang was very surprised, "The princess personally cooked for the old man?"

"Well, I'm extremely sorry for keeping Mr. Long waiting for so long."

Long Wuyan seemed to be very satisfied with her filial and humble attitude, his cold and solemn eyebrows softened, "It doesn't matter, Princess, thank you for your hard work. If you can eat the food cooked by Princess, I will be very happy."

Murong Xiao hugged his wife and said, "Let's go!"

Long Xun was waiting at the door.

Seeing them coming out, his eyes darkened, and with a smile on his face he walked over and got close to Feng Mingwei, "Princess, please get on the carriage."

"The king has prepared a carriage. Don't bother Mr. Long."

Murong Xiao raised his chin slightly and pulled Feng Mingwei around.

Long Xun: "..."

He was so angry that he wanted to come forward and argue.

"Xun'er." Long Wuyang called him, his eyes full of warning, "Don't cause trouble, hurry up and leave."

Long Xun was afraid of his father, so he immediately stood beside the carriage obediently, but stared at Murong Xiao with dark eyes. If eyes could kill, Murong Xiao would probably die a thousand times.

After Long Wuyang finished talking about his son, he turned to King Feng and said, "I wonder where the child of the Mo family is? Can you invite him to go with you?"

"Li'er is in my house. He is not feeling well and is recuperating in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't be able to visit the head of the Long family."

"There are too many grievances among several companies, so we should take our time."

It's Mo Li who doesn't want to see people from the Long family, because the Mo family was wiped out because of the Long family.

Even if they intended to make amends, Mo Li couldn't forgive the Long family in her heart.

The hatred of genocide is irreconcilable, and from now on it will be a feud between the Long Mo family, and Feng Zhanyuan does not want to get involved.

Long Wuyan pursed his thin lips slightly, seeming to understand Mo Li's resentment, "Prince Feng is right, I didn't think well. I just want to find the lost things of the Feng family, I'm afraid I have to do it, and I have to deal with that person, too."

Only the Mo family has the solution."

Feng Zhanyuan became more and more confused as he listened, "Who is the other party?!"

"Let's talk about it first at Hopeless Villa!" Long Wuyang said half of it and kept the other half. He was indeed an old fox.

Feng Zhanyuan cursed in his mind, got on his horse and followed the Long family's guards quietly out of the capital.



This is not the first time I have come to Hopeless Villa, so I am no longer curious.

Mr. Long lives in an attic called Qinghe Haiyan.

By the pond, I was fishing with the Supreme Emperor.

The Supreme Emperor has secretly arrived at Hopeless Villa first.

The Feng family's secret guard placed the food box on the dining table, and the two old men were immediately very happy.

"Mr. Long, you are in luck. Weibao's cooking skills are the best in the world, but she doesn't cook for others easily." The Supreme Emperor said happily.

Feng Mingwei looked at the man next to the Supreme Emperor and always thought that Mr. Long was a gray-haired old man.

Unexpectedly, he actually looked younger than the Supreme Emperor. He was about the same age as Feng Wang, but he didn't have any gray hair.

It is said that he is already a centenarian, but his appearance remains ageless. What is going on?!

"Weibao."

"Come here and pay homage to our ancestors." The Supreme Emperor put down his fishing rod and sat on the dining table, waving kindly to her.

Not only Feng Mingwei but also Feng Wang was surprised.

Murong Xiao had already known about the longevity of the Long Family Master, so there was nothing surprising about it.

"What's going on?" Feng Mingwei did not go over immediately, but asked him quietly.

Murong Xiao originally wanted to tell her in advance, but he just said that she might not believe it, so he might as well let her see it with her own eyes before telling her, "I don't know either. I saw him when I was a child. He looked like this at that time. Now he is in his twenties."

Years later, he still looks like this."

"All his sons are dead, but he is not dead either. He is just an old monster. He is the only one in the Long family who has an 'ageless face'."

When he heard his little great-great-grandson say that he was an old monster, Mr. Long jumped up immediately and said dissatisfied: "Xiao Qi! Are you itchy?"

"snort!"

"I've met Grandpa Long." Murong Xiaoyi was as unruly and cold as he was when he was young. He stepped forward and saluted, but his expression was very arrogant, and he didn't seem to respect the old man as much as Long Wuyan and the others.

Feng Mingwei looked at him and couldn't help but blink. She always felt that he seemed to be very favored in front of Mr. Long.

Seeing her confusion, Murong Xiao squeezed the palm of her hand, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "When I was a child, I was beaten half to death by Long Mo when I first arrived at the Long family. It was Grandpa Long who saved me. Without his protection, I might have died long ago."

He often traveled in both directions, staying at Murong's house during the day and at Long's house at night.

Reading, martial arts, and power-seeking techniques were all taught by Mr. Long himself.

It can be said that he is his favorite disciple.

Mr. Long really liked him very much.

However, his way of doing things and his overly protective attitude towards those in the Long family made Murong Xiao very dissatisfied.

Mr. Long's greatest strength is protecting his shortcomings, but it is also his greatest weakness.

Long Xun and the others bullied him when he was a child. He felt that Grandpa Long was protecting him, so he ran to him like a spoiled brat and demanded punishment for those who bullied him.

But Mr. Long didn't do that, but the more he was bullied, the more he protected those people.

Every time he thought about it, Murong Xiao felt angry and itched his teeth.


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