He Has a Dragon

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Xiao Yuanfang's hand holding the tea cup froze at first, then returned to his natural state, and he slowly brought it to his mouth and drank the tea.

"Don't worry, there is a contract between the martial arts world and the secular world. As long as the old man and I stay here in Forty-Nine City, even if Nan Huaiyuan has the strength to massacre the city, he will not dare to touch a hair on me and Mr. Mu."

Xiao Yuanfang didn't show the slightest hint of worry, and spoke slowly and confidently.

After a pause, Xiao Yuanfang went further: "The reason why I listened to your suggestion and asked Xiyan and the others to leave is because the eggs cannot be put in one basket. We are not afraid of ten thousand, but we are just afraid of the worst. They went to Qionghai for a vacation to relax, so as not to follow us in fear."

Wang Le did not ask what the so-called contract was because there was no need for it. He just wanted to know that he could ensure the safety of Xiao Yuanfang and others.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le poured himself another cup of tea and drank it. Then he left the sofa and stood up. He looked at Xiao Yuanfang and said goodbye: "In this case, please be careful."

Xiao Yuanfang stood up and hummed, with a solemn look on his calm face, and said: "You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. You are still young. If you can't do anything, then don't fight hard. Do you understand? "

Wang Le hummed, then said no more, turned around and left the living room, and quickly disappeared from Xiao Yuanfang's sight.

Xiao Yuanfang walked to the door of the living room and stood for a while, sighing helplessly.

"The enemy is getting stronger and stronger. This Forty-Nine City is too small. He will leave one day. The martial arts world is the place where this kid is soaring to the nine heavens!"

Xiao Yuanfang murmured to himself, his eyes full of complexity and relief, and even deep reluctance. After all, there is no such thing as a banquet...

Wang Le, who left his residence, once again rode a heavy machine and rushed to Lianya Garden non-stop because he wanted to say hello to Mr. Mu and prevent Qingyangzi from hiding in the dark to avoid Nan Huaiyuan's pursuit once he came to Sijiu City. And couldn't be contacted.

There was no words all the way. When Wang Le sneaked quietly to Mr. Mu's small courtyard in Lian Yayuan, Chen Sheng was sitting with him in the living room.

"The old man knew you were coming over, so he didn't even go out to play chess with his old friends. He was waiting at home!"

Chen Sheng saw Wang Le walking in from outside, stood up and said hello.

Wang Le nodded, and before he could sit down, he saw Mr. Mu sitting on the main sofa and asked directly in a deep voice: "What happened to Yanyan and Xiaohu leaving Sijiu City for Qionghai?" thing?"

Wang Le had expected that the old man would ask this question before he came, so he told the whole story of the matter calmly.

After a long while, Mr. Mu looked at Wang Le helplessly and said: "Your boy has already made such troubles in the secular world. When your grandpa introduces him to the martial arts world, he will be beaten to death. big!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Sheng looked at Wang Le and asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Le, if you go on like this and go to the martial arts world, what will happen to Xi Yan?"

"Uh!" Wang Le paused, touched his nose, then laughed, and responded confidently: "I'm not settling down in the martial arts world, and I will never return."

After a pause, Wang Le's face became solemn, and he continued in a deep voice: "To me, the martial arts world is just like the mysterious troops back then. They are just a stop in the boy's life journey, and this worldly Jiangnan And Sijiucheng is the final port where I, Wang Le, will dock!"

There was a hint of relief in Mr. Mu's eyes, and he looked at Wang Le and said: "Don't forget your original intention, and you will always be the best. You have to remember what you just said. In this mortal world, you have relatives and friends. In the world of martial arts, you are just a rootless fly. , drifting with the tide, you will eventually lose yourself.”

"Don't forget your original intention, and you will always succeed..." Wang Le murmured softly to himself, falling into silence for a while.

After a while, Wang Le came back to his senses, collected his thoughts and respectfully said to Mr. Mu: "I will take what you said to me seriously!"

I saw Mr. Mu smile slightly,

Then he changed the subject and said: "After Qingyangzi comes to the capital, I will tell him about your current situation."

Wang Le snorted, and then said half-jokingly: "I really hope that the old man will come here quickly. In this case, the boy will not be like now, hiding like a bereaved dog."

"Uh!" Mr. Mu rolled his eyes and said, "You have to clean up the trouble you caused. If you don't learn a lesson, sooner or later, you will poke a big hole in this god."

Wang Le chuckled, stood up from the sofa, and replied respectfully: "Yes, yes, you are always right. If you cook a pot of unpalatable dishes, you will eat them all even if you are kneeling and crying."

"Pfft——" Chen Sheng couldn't help laughing immediately.

At this time, the old man also suppressed his laughter and nodded to Wang Le, and said angrily: "No one dares to cause trouble, you little bastard, get out of here!"

Then Wang Le laughed, said goodbye, turned around and quickly walked out of the villa without looking back, disappearing from the sight of Mr. Mu and Chen Sheng.

"I hope this guy will keep his words and deeds and won't let Yanyan down in the future, otherwise, huh!"

Chen Sheng said in a deep voice as he looked away from the outside of the villa.

I saw Mr. Mu glance at Chen Sheng, and then asked in a nonchalant manner: "Even if I let him down, what can you do to this little bastard?"

"Uh!" Chen Sheng froze when he thought of Wang Le's terrifying skills, and said helplessly, somewhat dumbfounded: "There's really nothing we can do against him!"

Mr. Mu smiled noncommittally and said no more. Instead, he left the sofa and walked slowly upstairs from the living room with a cane...

…………

Just when Wang Le had no choice but to hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity, his old rival and enemy Hong Burang was running away from the cracks in the martial arts world!

In the primeval forest, which never sees sunlight all year round, the old trees are towering into the sky, and the layers of rotten branches and leaves on the ground are at least as deep as the knees.

The chirping of insects and birds echoed in this dark, inaccessible forest from time to time.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch -"

"Hangchihhhhhhh-"

…

In the deep mountains and old forests, Hong Burang was panting and running fast on the ground covered with rotten branches and leaves.

At this time, Hong Burang was as miserable as a beggar on the street. The clothes on his body had long been in pieces, and the shoes on his feet had disappeared at some point during the escape.

"I want to go back to see my ancestor!"

"I must go back!"

"Ancestor, wait for me to come back!"

…

Hong Burang kept cheering himself up in his heart to prevent himself from falling. With this belief, he ran with all his strength through the mountains and forests.

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