After dealing with the Blood Killing Sect, all the troubles caused by Huang Lanxi were basically solved.
Suddenly, Xiao He thought about it, and he seemed to have missed someone, Yue Jin.
So he glanced at the eldest son of Yue's family who was even more coquettish before the fight began.
Feeling Xiao He's sight, Yue Jin shivered suddenly, his body trembling as if he was in the coldest place.
When Xiao He was having a meal with the emperor, he dared to slap him in the face, not to mention that Xiao He has received Wen Liang's support now, and even killing him is not a big problem. He now hates Huang Lanxi, if it weren't for that bitch
Will he offend Xiao He?
Seeing Yue Jin's appearance, Xiao He couldn't bear it and stepped on him again.
Just as Xiao He was thinking about how to deal with Yue Jin, Wen Liang coughed twice, "Brother Xiao, let me take this boy Yue away later! I happened to have something to do, and I want to talk to his old man."
Xiao He naturally knew that Wen Liang was protecting Yue Jin, and he still had to give Wen Liang a face, so he nodded gently: "Okay, Brother Wen."
"By the way, Brother Wen, you have helped me a lot today. Why not stay in the Zhuque Martial Arts Hall for a few days and let me entertain you well!" This is Xiao He's heartfelt words. If you don't have Wenliang today, I'm afraid it's not only me.
If you suffer, the entire Jincheng Tianwu Society will collapse.
"Hmph! What's the point of staying in your broken martial arts hall? My master won't go there?" Tang Yuan said in a bad tone with a pout.
Xiao He then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to invite this little aunt, so he hurriedly remedy: "Sister Tang Yuan, you are also a great hero. You are also welcome to go to the martial arts hall. I will arrange whatever you want to eat and drink!"
"Tsk, who cares!" Although the little girl refused, her tone obviously eased a lot.
Wen Liang glanced at Tang Yuan and smiled helplessly: "Brother Xiao, Brother Wei may not be able to go to your place. I have abandoned a lot of serious business in the past three years. Now I need to deal with it one by one!"
Speaking of this, Wen Liang's eyes were full of sharpness, and Xiao He also realized that his elder brother might really have something to do, so he no longer tried to keep him.
After saying goodbye to Wen Liang's master and apprentice, Xiao He and others were also ready to leave.
The disciples of the Jincheng Tianwu Association were all happy on their faces. They swept away the panic before the fight. Now, not only was the blood killing gate hanging on their heads subdued by Xiao He, but even the strength of the old rival Zhongzhou was greatly reduced. I am afraid that in a short time
There is no ability to provoke.
In order to thank the three martial arts halls for their strong support, Xiao He also specially booked the entire emperor's meal and held a banquet to entertain disciples of the Tianwu Association.
At the banquet, Xiao He couldn't help but sigh that in this game of fate, only the winner can cheer, and the loser can only die like Huang Lanxi and die.
......
Just here on Xiao He, while celebrating this victory, in a pavilion on the back mountain, Huang Wuji, the president of the Zhongzhou Tianwu Association, was playing games with a disciple wearing a yellow martial robe.
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The disciple found that Huang Wuji seemed to be very restless today. He had made a mistake for the third time, which was impossible in the past.
"Master, why don't you come here today! Go back and have a rest first." The disciple said tactfully.
Hearing this, Huang Wuji sighed and put the white jade chess pieces in his hand into the chess jar one by one. He picked up the celadon tea cup beside the table and glanced involuntarily to the southwest, where his daughter was doing something big for him.
, something that can help him get rid of his confidant enemies.
At this moment, a sudden hurried voice came from a distance: "President, Jincheng has the latest news."
Soon, a disciple wearing a black martial robe ran to the pavilion in panic.
"Junior Brother Kou, why are you so panicked?" Seeing the visitor, the disciple who had just played chess with Huang Wuji frowned and scolded.
Huang Wuji seemed to realize something and asked uneasy: "What's going on?"
There was no reason for him to have a bad premonition in his heart! He told him every plan of his daughter. He had calculated it carefully. Logically speaking, the people in Jincheng would definitely not be able to escape this killing situation.
ah!
The black-robed disciple was speechless for a long time before he finally said something, "President, Miss and the Great Elder were both killed by Xiao He..."
"Bang!" The celadon tea cup in Huang Wuji's hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces. His hands were still trembling, and his face became pale as paper.
The yellow-robed disciple swallowed suddenly. It was the first time he and Huang Wuji had seen his master who had always collapsed without changing his qualities.
After a while, he realized and immediately scolded: "Where did you get the news? How could the junior sister and the elder be killed by that boy Xiao He?"
"If you dare to spread rumors, I will cut your tongue."
He didn't believe that Huang Lanxi would die. When he went to Jincheng this time, Huang Lanxi not only had peak Xuan-level warriors like the Great Elder, but also nearly 100 disciples from Zhongzhou. In addition, Huang Lanxi himself is extremely smart, how could he die?
In Xiao He's hands?
Huang Wuji also turned his head and looked at the black-robed disciple with a burning gaze. Although he had long judged that the disciple had not lie, he was unwilling to believe that the news was true at this moment.
The black-robed disciple could not withstand the huge pressure brought to him by Huang Wuji. With a "bang!", he knelt on one knee and said with difficulty: "Yes, President, this matter is absolutely true. I have sent many people with him.
The brothers and brothers from Zhongzhou have contacted them, and they all confirmed this..."
After confirming the authenticity of the news again, Huang Wuji slowly closed his eyes and shook his body. At this moment, he seemed to have become more than teenagers.
The yellow-robed disciple no longer doubted it and suddenly became angry, "Master, I will take people to Jincheng to destroy Xiaohe immediately and avenge my junior sister and the elder."
Huang Wuji waved his hand. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to tranquility, just like two deep black holes. "Xiaohe has become a climate. This matter needs long-term planning and thorough investigation for me.
You need to know the detailed process of this matter.”
Although he was furious at this time, he wished he could kill Xiao He to avenge his daughter now, decades of life experience made him understand that Xiao He was able to complete the counterattack under such a situation, which means that there was still a far superiority behind him.
His own power is supporting him.
But this does not mean that this matter is forgot. Xiao He must die. He wants Xiao He to die ten times more miserable than his daughter.
......
A week later, in Jincheng and Zhuque Martial Arts Hall, since the threat of the Blood Hell King was lifted, Xiao He's life has returned to its original track.
The clinic will be open under the preparations of Du Ziteng, and the strength of martial arts disciples has also steadily increased under his guidance. Lin Zhiruo also focused her work on Yaolin Heavy Industry and began to recruit employees in a intensive manner to build a company framework.
Time is quiet and peaceful!
That morning, my mother Xiao Wenyin knocked on Xiao He's door with the cooked millet porridge. Since Xiao He learned that the killer of the Blood Killing Gate came to Jincheng, he took his mother to the martial arts hall to live.
At first, my mother was not used to talking about her own fruit shop.
But after seeing Xiao He and Lin Zhiruo becoming more and more intimate, Xiao Wenyin stopped talking about the fruit shop. Like most parents, she began to urge them to have a grandson as soon as possible.
After a simple washing, the family of three sat on the stone table in the yard. The couple both lowered their heads and drank porridge quickly. They knew that their mother would definitely urge them to have a child again.
Sure enough, after peeling an egg for Lin Zhiruo, Xiao Wenyin brought the topic to this matter again.
"I said Xiaohe Zhiruo, you have been married for several months, so it's time to consider the matter of children. I can take care of you while my mother is in good health now..."
In fact, Xiao He is not opposed to having a child, but Lin Zhiruo is now focused on her career and doesn't want to have a child so early, but she doesn't dare to tell her mother-in-law directly, so every time she faces this situation, she always asks Xiao
The river attracts the firepower of the mother and drives the topic away.
At this time, Lin Zhiruo stepped on Xiao He under the table as usual, signaling that it was time for him to go on stage.
Xiao He was also very troubled. He used all kinds of excuses during this period, but now he really couldn't find a reason. Just as he was scratching his ears and foreheads, his cell phone suddenly rang.