He Has a Dragon

"Gulong Gulong..."

After a long time, the sound of Xiao Yuanfang drinking ice-cold tea could be heard in the living room. 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

Xiao Yuanfang put the tea cup back on the glass coffee table in front of him, then looked at Wang Le who was sitting opposite and leaning on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling in a daze. He broke the silence and promised: "Okay, I will arrange it as soon as possible. I hope Mr. Mu can also speak from it."

The expressionless Wang Le's expression changed, he sat up with his eyes wide open, looked at Xiao Yuanfang, and said with a smile: "Tell the old guys about the situation and tell them that if you don't give it, the old guy and everyone else will The mysterious troops will be wiped out from the land of China by some people in the martial arts world in the near future!"

After a pause, Wang Le chuckled and continued: "The mysterious army is China's unparalleled sharp blade to the outside world. Once it is gone, the losses will be immeasurable and no one can afford it!"

"If they don't agree, then they have to weigh it carefully first. Is it really affordable? Don't be a sinner for future generations, or even for the entire nation!"

"Uh!" Xiao Yuanfang was stunned for a moment by what Wang Le said. The eyes he looked at the other person unconsciously showed unspeakable emotions, and his face changed accordingly. His emotions, which were originally calm, could not help but fluctuate. .

After Wang Le stopped talking, Xiao Yuanfang took a deep breath of air-conditioning and exhaled, with a wry smile on his face, showing helplessness in his sigh, and said: "Your ability to criticize others is really chilling. In terms of struggle, I believe no one can withstand it. Fortunately, you were not born in the era when I was young, otherwise, I don’t know how many people would have suffered!"

In the era when Xiao Yuanfang was young, the level of crazy hysteria still makes people in the country still fearful, so they avoid it.

Of course Wang Le knew this, so he smiled and shook his head and said: "It's one thing for a boy to be good at giving people a bad rap, but it's another thing to harm people for no reason. You must not mix them up and make the boy look like No matter what time he is, he is born to be a trouble-making devil!"

Xiao Yuanfang immediately rolled his eyes and asked: "Demon King of Confusion? Hehe, isn't it?"

Wang Le: "…………"

At this time, Young Master Wang really didn't know how to refute, because along the way, especially after entering Sijiu City, there was no calm at all, and he was surrounded by a pile of things that were constantly being cut and sorted out. Troublesome thing,

Moreover, this trouble is getting bigger and bigger, and there is simply no stopping.

As for entering the martial arts world in the future, Wang Le didn't dare to think about what would happen if he continued?

"Who made me so gifted as a devil, and the light that attracts hatred is so powerful?!"

Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa, curled his lips unconsciously and muttered helplessly in his heart.

At this time, Xiao Yuanfang stood up and left the sofa, looked down at Wang Le who was sitting across from him, pointed at him, sighed unconsciously, and then said: "You put on the hat so beautifully just now, how about those old people? That’s what I said, man, I guess they won’t and don’t dare to refuse your request.”

Before Wang Le smiled and said thank you, Xiao Yuanfang waved his hand, turned around and left the living room, leaving Young Master Wang alone on the sofa...

That night, when Wang Le returned to his bedroom and practiced meditation as usual, there was heavy snowfall outside Sijiu City. Three middle-aged men were dressed in the style of the Republic of China. They looked old and gray long coats. They were not afraid of this harsh winter. It was cold, and he walked towards Sijiu City like a leisurely stroll.

"Coming all the way north from Chang'an, I never imagined that I would come to the Forty-Nine City where tigers and dragons sit on top of each other. The changes in the mortal world are really overwhelming for Mr. Lu!"

A middle-aged man who was the leader of the three men murmured to himself. His eyes looked at Zixiong with rays of light flashing from time to time, making people dare not underestimate him.

"Senior Brother Lu's tracking methods are really superb. When the Baizi Xuehe Chariot was burned to ashes, he was still able to locate the perpetrator even after many days. Junior Brother, I really admire him!"

The middle-aged man on the left, who is thin, has sinister eyebrows and dark skin, has a look of admiration on his face, and is flattering Senior Brother Lu.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man on the right, who was slightly fat and had a round face, cursed unhappily: "That bastard He Yucheng, we have told him countless times to keep a low profile and don't take it for granted. You can do whatever you want in the secular world, but this time it’s okay, even if you lose your life, the key is that the Baizi Xuehe River Cart was also destroyed, and all our years of hard work have been wasted for this, damn it!”

After a pause, the middle-aged man with a round face and head gritted his teeth and continued bitterly: "Brother Lu, it seems that the person who destroyed the Baizi Blood River Cart is here in Sijiu City. We must not let him die happily when the time comes. The skinning and cramping are all mild, but I will let him hang on for ever and die, and I will torture him thousands of times to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

I saw Senior Brother Lu walking between the two of them. His red phoenix eyes glanced at the Junior Brothers on both sides. He was filled with murderous intent that was so strong that it seemed to be transformed into reality. He replied in a cold voice: "That's of course. Now Baizi Xuehe Che is being raped." It’s ruined, we can’t explain it to the superiors even when we return to the sect, if we don’t vent it out, it’s hard to get rid of this depression in our hearts!”

Thinking of the sect's harsh punishments, the three of them couldn't help but shudder, and their bodies shivered unconsciously.

If possible, they would rather stay in this secular world and live peacefully, and never want to return to the martial arts world, because the punishment is too horrific, and even thinking about it feels like they are experiencing a nightmare!

But the ruthless reality tells them that once the behemoth sect issues a wanted order, even if they hide to the ends of the earth, they will be captured sooner or later, and by then, the results will be even worse.

So what can be done now is to arrest the guy who destroyed the Baizi Blood River Cart. Then the punishment will be reduced and life will be easier.

"That dead ghost He Yucheng finally did something useful. He opened the manor's trapping formation during the battle. Even if it was eventually destroyed, he locked the aura of the battle at that time, and finally concentrated it into the formation eye to store it. Get up, so that Senior Brother Lu can use this as a clue to chase all the way to the Forty-Nine Cities with the corresponding tracking instruments, and then it depends on the skills of the three of us senior brothers."

The thin middle-aged man on the left couldn't help but look happy and murmured to himself.

Senior Brother Lu and the middle-aged man with a round face and head didn't say anything, but silently nodded in agreement. This was considered a blessing in misfortune.