He Has a Dragon

Wang Le glanced at the three brothers Wen Shouli calmly, then looked at Li Hongru who was standing beside him, and asked softly: "Who are these people?"

Li Hongru, whose expression remained unchanged, calmly replied: "They are all members of the Alliance Trial Group and are currently visiting Nanhua Temple."

"Oh?" Wang Le looked with interest at the group of young men in different costumes coming from the opposite side. At the same time, he thought of the performance of Wen Shouli and others, and muttered in his heart: "It's so unpopular, look at it. These are a bunch of bad guests!"

When a group of about ten young men on the opposite side, chatting and laughing loudly, came over, they saw Li Hongru and Brother Wen Shouli, quietly blocking Wang Le's path. Front.

Wang Le looked at the three brothers Li Hongru and Wen Shouli standing in front of him, and his heart felt inexplicably warm, and he said to himself: "Well, this flattery is good."

When the two sides were not far away, I saw a young man walking in front of the crowd. He had fair skin and handsome appearance. He was in his twenties and seventies. He was wearing a black silk robe embroidered with large bright peonies and cranes. Only then did he see the expressions on Wen Shouli and others' faces. He winked and laughed and said, "Oh, what a fate. I didn't expect to meet the three disciples of Senior Jiyang here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people all laughed together.

Only two inner disciples of Nanhua Temple in yellow clothes and one true disciple in white clothes with gold-trimmed cuffs did not laugh and looked at Wen Shouli and others with an embarrassed expression. A look of gloating.

And all of these fell into Wang Le's eyes, thinking that wherever there are people, there will always be intrigues.

Of course, now is not the time to sigh, because Wang Le can clearly feel the atmosphere between the two parties, which is inexplicably tense!

Seeing this posture, Wang Le couldn't help but thought a little depressed: "Damn it, mother, I just came to Nanhua to watch, and I haven't had enough rest yet! Don't have to fight again later!"

Amid the roar of laughter, Wen Shouli was about to speak when he saw Ding Wei wink at him, then step forward to look at the young man in the crowd opposite, and with a forced smile he said, "Brother, I have something important to do. I won’t disturb the pleasure of all distinguished guests, so I’ll take my leave!”

After finishing speaking, Ding Wei looked back and signaled, and then left.

At this time, I saw the young man opposite who was wearing a robe embroidered with peonies and cranes. He sighed with a look of remorse and said, "I'm really sorry for you three. I won you over so hard yesterday."

As soon as he finished speaking,

There was another burst of laughter from the crowd, including the two inner disciples and the true disciples. They looked at Ding Wei, Wen Shouli and Qin Zhengye with mocking eyes.

"You!" Wen Shouli, who couldn't hide the matter, was instantly blushing and thick-necked with anger. He pointed at the young man and said hatefully: "Luo Yin! Don't think that our fellow apprentices are afraid of you!"

The young man named Luo Yin's smile instantly faded, and his fair and handsome face turned surly. He looked at Wen Shouli and said in a deep voice: "Then I will beat you until you are afraid!"

Wen Shouli's breath was suffocated for a moment, his face became even more ugly, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Ding Wei pulled Wen to keep him polite, and then offered his hands to Luo Yin to apologize: "Junior Brother Wen has always been reckless, I hope Brother Luo won't take offense."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Luo Yin could speak, he saw the tall and straight young man, who was wearing a white gown with gold-trimmed cuffs as a disciple of Nanhua Temple, which made him look even more like a jade tree standing in the wind. He persuaded Luo Yin with a peacemaker's smile: "Brother Luo, calm down. I will report to Master Jiyang afterwards that Junior Brother Wen's verbal conflict will be severely punished."

At this moment, Wen Shouli was so angry that his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He pointed at this true disciple and started to curse.

At this moment, Ding Wei and Qin Zhengye quickly pinched Wen Shouli from left to right. Li Hongru, who was blocking Wang Le, could no longer hold his balance. He rushed to Wen Shouli and shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

Wen Shouli: "..."

At this time, Wang Le, who was silent, noticed very sensitively that Luo Yin, who was standing opposite, had an inexplicable look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Eh!" Wang Le couldn't help but think thoughtfully: "Is it possible that this person named Luo is using the old trick of Ji Jiangfa? What's the motive?"

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he saw the true disciple put on a curious look, suddenly changed the topic, glanced at Wang Le who was standing behind Ding Wei and others, and asked: "Steward Li, Who is this little brother?"

The displeasure on Li Hongru's face flashed away and returned to normal, and he replied calmly: "The young master of the old slave family."

"Young Master?" The big eyes on Ma's face, a true disciple, blinked and he asked with some uncertainty, "What is the relationship between Uncle Jiyang and this little brother?"

Li Hongru, who showed no emotion or anger, finally frowned and showed a look of dissatisfaction. He looked at this true disciple with a cold look and scolded him in a deep voice: "Huang Chaoxing, don't forget that our master is inferior to you. When will it be your turn to take care of my personal affairs?"

The face of the true disciple named Huang Chaoxing suddenly changed slightly, then returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Steward Li, you can hide this kind of thing for a while, but you can't hide it forever. Besides, I also believe that Uncle Jiyang, who has always been broad-minded. , I won’t mind this little thing.”

Wang Le, who was silent, glanced at Huang Chaoxing and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "You're such a big-hearted sister! How interesting is it to engage in internal strife in front of outsiders?! You're so stupid that no one else can."

Li Hongru looked deeply at Huang Chaoxing, and then said: "This is your only bloodline, your direct grandson."

"Ah?" Huang Chaoxing and the two inner disciples who had been silent all this time were all shocked. Their eyes looked at Wang Le with disbelief. Apparently they couldn't understand why Uncle Jiyang suddenly appeared. A grandson is here.

At this time, Li Hongru continued directly, "The reason why you don't know is because the young master has been left in the world of mortals. It was not until recently that he was found and brought back to Nanhua Temple for reunion."

"What? The mortal world?" Huang Chaoxing and the two inner disciples looked confused for a moment, and the eyes they looked at Wang Le were full of weirdness and contemptuous ridicule.

At this time, everyone else across the street, including Luo Yin, was no exception, with expressions of disdain on their faces.

Obviously, looking down on the mortal world has always been a fine tradition in the martial arts world, regardless of sects or friends or foes.

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