Summary of the previous chapter: Lu Xian bought a secret room from Han Lieutenant General Yang Bai. The secret room contained Yang Guang, whom he had captured a long time ago...
Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, staring at the two long flat slots in the direction of Lu Xian's finger, and said, "How do you know you need two keys?"
Lu Xian laughed, took back the solar recorder, and said: "Not only do I know there are two keys, I also know that those two keys are called Golden Square Coins."
Yang Guang trembled his lips, looked up at Lu Xian, and asked, "Who is Ma Xiaoquan?"
Lu Xian said casually: "Oh, speaking of that demon, hehe, well, you have no hands and feet anyway, so I'll tell you... That demon, um, doesn't have any other abilities,
It doesn't age, and it can also use demon fire..." Lu Xian said this, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, "But it's useless, now this thing is in my hand.
....."
"What?" Yang Guang interrupted Lu Xian and yelled, "He... that person... he won't grow old?"
Lu Xian said disdainfully: "Who knows, anyway, I am getting younger now, hum."
"That person, that person named Ma Xiaoquan, can also control fire?"
Lu Xian became impatient: "So what?"
"Hahaha..." Yang Guang burst into laughter and roared, "God has treated me well, Yang Guang, haha... God has treated me well, Yang Guang."
....."
Only when Yang Guang smiled like this did Lu Xian realize that something was wrong. He grabbed Yang Guang's hair and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not treating you lightly. Tell me, what's going on? Tell me."
Lu Xian said, and slapped Yang Guang with a groan.
"Pfft" Yang Guang spat out bloody phlegm and laughed loudly: "You really want to know? Well, I'll tell you! Let me tell you, the person you are talking about named Ma Xiaoquan, he is...
My master's successor..."
"Your master? Who is your master?"
Yang Guang snorted coldly: "Don't you see what's written on this solar recorder?"
Lu Xian was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned over the solar recorder in his hand. At a very inconspicuous corner, Lu Xian saw three words. These three words were carved with small seals.
"Huang...Jing...Ming...Huang Jingming?" Lu Xian was shocked, grabbed Yang Guang's hair and shouted, "Tell me, who is Huang Jingming?"
Who?"
Yang Guang didn't struggle and let Lu Xian keep pulling his hair. Within a few breaths, Lu Xian pulled off a handful of gray hair.
"Huh, my master's name is Huang Jingming, huh!"
Lu Xian let go of his hand, took a few deep breaths, and said, "What about that?"
"How? Didn't you notice that my master's name is engraved on this solar recorder?"
Lu Xian said disdainfully: "What a joke, if I carve my name on it, wouldn't this thing be mine? Oh no, this thing is mine now."
Yang Guang responded disdainfully: "You engrave it? You are so naive, young man, this thing is not as simple as you think..."
Lu Xian was not in a hurry. Anyway, Yang Guang was in his hands now. It would be easy for him to torture or even kill him with a knife. Now that Yang Guang had spoken, it was better to be patient and let him talk.
"Okay, why don't you tell me how difficult it is for me to hear?"
Yang Guang was also very clear about Lu Xian's thoughts.
If Lu Xian hadn't mentioned Ma Xiaoquan before, Yang Guang might have been a little desperate, but when he heard Ma Xiaoquan's name, and heard that Ma Xiaoquan didn't age and was able to control fire, Yang Guang's heart suddenly became excited.
Lu Xian didn’t know, but Yang Guang knew it very well.
Yang Guang has followed Huang Jingming for decades and has a good understanding of his master's temperament. However... Master Huang Jingming has always been very mysterious in Yang Guang's heart. During those ten years of following his master, he has a good understanding of his master's temperament.
However, some of the amazing abilities that the master occasionally showed have always made Yang Guang puzzled and fascinated. Among them, the most amazing thing for Yang Guang is that the master does not age.
Yang Guang grinned, revealing his gums full of blood: "My master once said that even if one day he is gone, his successors will come... to retrieve what belongs to them...
....”
"Successor?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu frowned tightly.
Lu Xian asked: "The successor you mentioned is Ma Xiaoquan?"
Yang Guang said: "I don't know if it's him, but I can tell you that my master, the name engraved on the solar recorder, will not grow old!"
"Wha...what?" Lu Xian was surprised and shouted, "You said Huang Jingming won't age?"
Yang Guang laughed loudly and stopped answering Lu Xian's questions.
Lu took a few steps back, his body trembling involuntarily.
"If what Yang Guang said is true, then Ma Xiaoquan is likely to be Huang Jingming's successor. As a result, I must be more careful. It is best not to let him find me, hum."
After thinking about it, Lu Xian raised his head, sneered twice at Yang Guang, and said: "Even if it is true as you said, this solar recorder is still in my hand, I, Xian Lu, am still the winner."
Yang Guang sighed disdainfully and said: "Victor? Just look at you. One day, the man named Ma Xiaoquan will definitely find you and kill you. I, Yang Guang, look forward to that day.
Coming, haha..."
"You" A trace of cruel murderous intent flashed in Lu Xian's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.
"Forget it, you are still useful, old guy, I will leave you alive. If that day comes, I will kill Ma Xiaoquan with my own hands, hum, hahaha..."
...
Lu Xian laughed wildly and left. Also leaving with him was his shadow guard. As for the little girl who had bitten her tongue and committed suicide, Lu Xian frantically ordered her to be placed in front of Yang Guang, euphemistically calling her "
Keep company with Yang Guang".
"Huhu" As the torch went out, the secret room fell into darkness for an instant.
Yang Guang's eyes were completely dark, but he could feel the dead girl in front of him.
"Ma Xiaoquan...Ma Xiaoquan...I hope you...must...must kill...kill Mr. Lu...
..I...Yang Guang, I will not die, I must not die. I want...I want to wait for you...wait for the day when you, Ma Xiaoquan, come to my door.
...I want to watch Mr. Lu die with my own eyes, with my own eyes..."
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Yecheng, Ma Family Courtyard.
"Ah sneeze" Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his nose and muttered to himself, "Who is talking about me again?"
Murong Ziyan smiled, brought the peeled chestnuts to Ma Xiaoquan's mouth, and stuffed them into her husband's mouth with a smile: "Why are there so many people talking about you?"
"Eh? Who said no? I went to your sister Diao Chan's room last night. Do you think I could go if she didn't talk about me?"
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, Diao Chan suddenly stepped forward, tapped Ma Xiaoquan's forehead fiercely, blushed and said angrily: "My family is already pregnant with a child. My husband insisted on it last night, bad guy..."
"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, stood up, took Diao Chan into his arms, and gently pinched Diao Chan's nose: "Chan'er, think about it, I'm holding it in, right? You can't let me hold it in, right?
, otherwise what should I do if I go out and find another one?"
"How dare you! If you dare to come to me again, I will castrate you!" As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, Hua Yuexin walked up to her side and slapped Ma Xiaoquan hard on the head.
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his head, chuckled and took Hua Yuexin into his arms: "Oh, my good lady, I'm just saying that, I have eight of you, to be honest, I'm really a stallion
Yes, hehe!"
Hua Yuexin rolled her eyes at Ma Xiaoquan: "You also know that you are a stallion?"
As soon as Hua Yuexin said those words, she felt something was wrong and her pretty face immediately turned red.
Ma Xiaoquan laughed heartily, with a proud look on his face.
"By the way..." Ma Xiaoquan changed the topic and asked Hua Yuexin, "Madam, how are the preparations at Yuyang?"
Hua Yuexin nodded and said: "We're almost ready..."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "In that case, you guys will go over first..."
"No!" The eight ladies said in unison, the power was so powerful that Ma Xiaoquan almost fell down from the shock.
Looking at the eight beauties in front of him, Ma Xiaoquan sighed depressedly and said: "That won't work, there must be someone in Yuyang to talk things over, Ling'er, you could have promised me before, why did you suddenly change your mind?
"
Ling'er pouted and said: "My husband is acting rogue. Ling'er is pregnant now. What if something happens to him if something happens to him?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought it was true and said, "Then what should you do? I promised to give this Ma family compound to Mao Gang."
Hua Lin curled her lips and said: "You are the master, you have the final say. Even if we go to Yuyang, we have to wait for us to give birth to the child, right?"
As soon as Hua Lin spoke, the ladies nodded in agreement.
"Then...okay..." Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly.
As the saying goes, three women make one play. Ma Xiaoquan had eight wives, which barely made it into three plays. Ma Xiaoquan was a lonely man, so it was natural that he couldn't handle it.
Madams, I can't stand it, we have children after all, right?
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan shouted angrily: "Xiao'er, Kun'er, Zheng'er, Qiang'er, come out for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the four sons walked out in uniform steps.