Chapter 217 The Po Clan decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations

Ten days later.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Big red firecrackers exploded outside Yang's Mansion, and there was a burst of crackling.

The people from the Yang family came out of the house and happily distributed money to the beggars on the road.

Yuan Ling'er and his party were drinking tea in the teahouse and observing the Po clan. Seeing such a scene, they couldn't help but ask:

"Is this the Chinese New Year?"

After they reported to the local city lord and confirmed that the women whose families had been destroyed by the wolf bandits had been rescued, they left there and then came to Wulong City in the Star Luo Empire, where the Po clan currently lives and recuperates.

"Hey, what's the New Year? This is a feast for the Yang family to celebrate the death of their old enemy."

When someone saw Yuan Ling'er, their eyes lit up and they said flatteringly.

There are many people like this in the teahouse. Their families are well-off and they don't need to work hard. They go to the teahouse to set up the Dragon Gate Formation when they have nothing to do. They are the most well-informed.

Yuan Ling'er smiled and nodded, and the man looked a little flattered.

This scene is not surprising. Yuan Ling'er was not born with the aura of being a dog-licker. Everyone who sees her will become her dog-licker. It is just her temperament, tutoring and clothing that give people the nobility.

Take the metaphor of Yuan Xunlu's previous life,

If you see a person wearing ordinary clothes and driving a Buick, you may talk to him normally.

But if you see a person wearing a high-end suit, driving a red flag, and having a license plate number of 00001, you should always speak politely and put yourself in a lower position.

"However, I didn't expect that the Po clan hates the Haotian Sect so much." Yuan Ling'er put down the tea in his hand.

After the Po clan learned the news that the Haotian Sect had been completely destroyed, the first thing they did not feel sad for their old superior was that they set off firecrackers in celebration, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

And judging from how long the Po Zhi clan has been aware of it, it is estimated that the firecrackers have been set off for dozens of days in a row.

"..." Yuan Ling'er.

This is a real loss to the Po family.

"Sister Ling'er, when will we go in for a visit?" Lu Wei asked excitedly.

"You go and take a look." Dugu Yan said with a smile. Her injuries have basically healed in the past few days.

"Just go."

Lu Wei raised his head and downed a cup of tea, which gave him the feeling of a guillotine. He smashed his mouth, slapped his butt, and left.

The Yang Mansion is very large, with thick and tall walls exceeding four meters. There are two stone lions standing in front of the door, and two Yang family members are handing out money.

Seeing Lu Wei coming, the Yang family also smiled and threw the copper soul coins in their hands into Lu Wei's hand.

"..." Lu Wei.

It is said that you should not hit someone with a smiling face, let alone someone who is giving you money?

Lu Wei received the copper soul coins and continued to look at the two Yang family members.

The two families were a little strange, but they were kind-hearted. They thought Lu Wei was too poor and wanted to get more money, so they gave Lu Wei some copper soul coins.

"..." Lu Wei.

Lu Wei could no longer show his shame, so he had no choice but to bow his hands to the two Yang family members and said: "We are all happy today, our sect is also the enemy of the Haotian Sect."

"Well……"

This time it was the Yang family's turn to be stunned.

"Brother, can you let the head of my family meet the head of your family?" Lu Wei asked with a smile.

"No, you just want to see me. Do you think your sect leader is a titled Douluo?" Yang Jiaerlang shook his head.

If cats and dogs can meet the patriarch, wouldn't it mean that the patriarch would be annoyed to death every day?

"What a coincidence!"

Yuan Ling'er also walked over cheerfully, looking at the two Yang family disciples with a kind face,

road:

"I am the sect leader of Yuanmen, and the elder of the sect is my father."

The two Yang family disciples looked at each other and felt that this little girl's vision was still too narrow.

"Little girl, maybe in your eyes, your father's wealth or his cultivation as Soul Emperor is already great, but our clan leader is a strong Soul Douluo man, and he doesn't look down on a small sect."

One of the Yang family disciples had a silly smile and also gave him kind words.

"My father is titled Dragon King."

"..." Two descendants of the Yang family.

Yuan Ling'er and the others were welcomed into the house by the Po clan.

While walking, Yuan Ling'er thought about the information about Yang Wudi, and at the same time passed through his mind the remarks made during the negotiation.

Mainland soul masters all know that Yang Wudi is headstrong and arrogant.

But his strength is the strongest among the patriarchs of the four clans.

Apart from practicing, Yang Wudi has only one hobby, which is the medicine technique passed down from the Po clan.

Yang Wudi had an almost fanatical interest in refining various medicines, and would stay up for days and nights refining medicines.

so,

Drugs can be said to be Yang Wudi's only flaw.

When they arrived at the lobby, Yang Wudi was already waiting there. After all, she was the daughter of a titled Douluo and a genius who was a Soul King at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

The next Douluo who will definitely be titled.

Yang Wudi hates Haotian Sect, and he also hates Wuhun Palace. He also has a strong temper, but this does not mean that he is a fool.

Yang Wudi is not just one person, he has a whole family.

Back then, Wuhun Palace caused almost half of their family to die. Of course, I was angry, but the other half still had to be saved.

so,

Even if Yuan Ling'er wanted to come to his house to show off his power today, he would have to endure it.

Otherwise, Yuan Xunlu would hunt down their family until death, and he, Yang Wudi, would not find anything unpleasant for himself.

Yuan Ling'er first bowed to Yang Wudi to express his friendship. After all, today he was recruiting people, not forcing them.

Yang Wudi silently observed Yuan Ling'er.

Compared with her father, Yuan Ling'er looks much more dignified and majestic. She has a natural nobility and a friendly smile. She cannot simply be described as ordinary beauty. Perhaps she can be called the proud daughter of heaven?

Little goddess?

but……

Children from this kind of family, under the influence of what they have heard and seen, have already become as dark as Yuan Xunlu.

It's better to be careful yourself.

When Yang Wudi was observing Yuan Ling'er, Yuan Ling'er was also observing Yang Wudi.

This old man is slender, slender and tall, with black hair and a ruddy complexion - he is from a pharmaceutical family after all, and he is well-maintained.

However, Yang Wudi's expression was a bit gloomy, especially those sinister vulture eyes, which were extremely formidable.

[If you want to convince him, it’s useless whether you convince him with emotion or force. We are people from Wuhun Palace, how can we use emotion to impress Yang Wudi? You are just a Soul King, what kind of strength can you use?

Defeat him, a Contra that breaks the clan? Only by using medicine can it be possible to make Yang Wudi submit.】

Yuan Xunlu's words seemed to be in his ears.

"Today I am here to visit Patriarch Yang. I hope that Patriarch Yang will accept the gift from my visit."

Yuan Ling'er was not in a hurry to recruit, but instead gave Yang Wudi a gift first. She took out a lavender fairy grass from her wishful treasure bag.

"Nine-grade Purple Zhizhi..."

Yang Wudi took the fairy grass. The top of the fairy grass was like a cover, and the whole body was purple. Below it was an emerald-like stem with nine leaves.

"Consolidate the foundation and strengthen the energy, replenish the energy and increase the power, hiss... Such high quality is really rare." Yang Wudi relaxed a lot obviously, and even the eyes he looked at Yuan Ling'er were no longer so hostile.

"Small gifts are not respectful."

"You...hehe, if you have anything to say, just say it. I'm not the kind of person to be long-winded."

Yang Wudi carefully put away the ninth-grade purple zhi, for fear that Yuan Ling'er would regret it...

certainly,

Even if Yuan Ling'er regrets it, Yang Wudi will never return the fairy grass to her.

If you have already given away a gift, is there any reason in the world to take it back?

Yuan Ling'er stopped talking and went straight to the point: "I hope Patriarch Yang can join my sect."

"..." Yang Wudi.

You are too straight.

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