He Has a Dragon

If it weren't for his wedding to Mu Xiyan, Wang Le would have set out to dig out the martial arts inheritance from the tomb of First Emperor Ying Zheng.

After all, the martial arts inheritance of the First Emperor Ying Zheng is different from other martial arts inheritances. It involves the spiritual consciousness skills of tapping the spiritual treasures of warriors. Its preciousness cannot be summed up in one word.

What's more, after practicing day and night, Wang Le intuitively told himself that if he wanted to take a further step in the martial arts road, he must make a difference in exploring his own spiritual treasures.

Otherwise, one step will surely lead to the end of the world, and reaching the pinnacle of martial arts will undoubtedly be a long way off.

The martial arts inheritance in the tomb of First Emperor Yingzheng will undoubtedly help Wang Le dig out his own spiritual treasures that he has never paid attention to.

It can be said that the tomb of First Emperor Yingzheng will be the last piece of the puzzle for Wang Le to take that step and achieve the pinnacle of martial arts.

Of course, this so-called peak of martial arts is far from the real peak and end point for Wang Le's current martial arts path.

Wang Le silently estimated the distance from the underground tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng to Sijiu City. If he flew at full speed in the air, it would be shorter than the time it took to get to Feicheng. Less than half an hour would be enough.

In this case, Wang Le would feel relieved.

He didn't want a strong martial artist to come and harm his family and friends while he was away from Sijiu City.

After all, those martial arts masters who came to the mortal world certainly have no interest in those ant-like civilians. Their targets are of course the big bosses and families who control political and economic resources.

Because Wang Le clearly understands that there is no soil and environment for cultivation in the world of mortals. That is now, not a thousand years ago.

From the discovery of those abandoned Originium veins deep in the Shiwan Mountains, we know that in the feudal era a thousand years ago, cultivation resources were not exhausted and were completely suitable for martial arts cultivation.

In other words, even if the current mortal world is no longer suitable for martial arts practice, it does not mean that there are no more training resources in this ancient land that has experienced vicissitudes of life. There are still more or less resources.

Before going to the martial arts world, Wang Le obtained the Origin Stone and refining materials from the abandoned Origin Stone veins, which is the most obvious example.

As for those martial arts masters who have escaped from the martial arts world, as long as they can subdue the big bosses and families who control politics and economics, or foster new forces, they can let these local snakes help them collect the remaining cultivation resources in this mortal world.

So of course Sijiu City, as the capital, will not be ignored by these martial arts experts.

It is conceivable that for a long period of time in the future, Sijiu City will not really calm down because of Cheng Nie's death.

Wang Le only thought about these views recently, and finally realized that his previous attitude was a bit optimistic.

However, Wang Le did not have the slightest worry about this, because he believed that with his current cultivation strength, he could completely suppress all invading martial arts masters!

At that time, these martial arts masters will surely understand that Sijiu City is not a place for them to run wild!

Unknowingly, Wang Le had drank all the tea in the cup.

Just when Wang Le got up and went back to the room to refill the tea, Mu Xiyan walked out in a daze.

"Hey, my wife is awake!" Wang Le quickly stepped forward and greeted with a smile.

Mu Xiyan's face turned up happily and she reproached: "Why didn't you call me when you woke up? You almost fell asleep like a pig."

Wang Le chuckled as he stepped forward to hug Mu Xiyan and walked into the villa. He did not forget to say: "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. I have prepared breakfast for you, husband. Don't starve yourself. My wife, you But I didn’t eat much."

After entering the house, Wang Le pushed his wife to sit down at the dining table, and then hurriedly served the breakfasts that had been prepared one by one.

Just as Wang Le was attentively serving Mu Xiyan enjoying breakfast, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

When Wang Le took out his phone and saw that it was Xiao Yuanfang calling, he quickly answered the call and asked with a smile: "You must have had some intentions in calling your son so early, hahaha."

Xiao Yuanfang on the other end of the phone chuckled lightly and said meaningfully: "There is no way, someone is looking for you. I have the responsibility to call you whether this call is public or private. As for the next development, it is none of my business. ”

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly frowned, with a vague feeling of badness, and asked in a deep voice with a suppressed smile: "Who is it?"

Xiao Yuanfang replied noncommittally: "We'll find out when you come over."

Before Wang Le could ask further questions, Xiao Yuanfang hung up the phone first.

At this time, Mu Xiyan, who was full, put down her bowls and chopsticks, looked up at Wang Le and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Leqiang laughed and replied: "The old man asked me to go back now, let's go together!"

Mu Xiyan nodded in agreement without hesitation, and she and Wang Le packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Then they drove out of the villa and sped away to Xiao Yuanfang's residence...

There was no words all the way. More than half an hour later, when Wang Le and Mu Xiyan arrived at Xiao Yuanfang's residence, Ning Bizhi was sitting alone on the sofa watching TV.

"Where are the people?" Wang Le took Mu Xiyan's hand and walked into the living room, asking with a smile.

Ning Bizhi quickly put down the remote control in her hand and walked over. While pulling Mu Xiyan to her side, she replied with a strange expression: "They are all in the study! You will know when you go in."

Then he said to Mu Xiyan with a smile on his face: "Let Xiaole go about his own business, and you can watch TV with mom."

Mu Xiyan blushed and nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Wang Le gave a simple greeting and left the living room to go to the study.

When Wang Le, who arrived on the second floor, knocked on the study door and opened it, the first thing he saw was Su Yunping sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

Wang Le's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a stiff and cold tone: "You just want to see me?"

The atmosphere was stiff. Just as Su Yunping stood up from his seat, his face was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands. Xiao Yuanfang on the side sighed secretly, then stood up and stood up to relieve Su Yunping and said to Wang Le: "No. You’re standing outside, come in and talk.”

Wang Le also regained his composure from the momentary mood swings he experienced when he saw Su Yunping.

Because in his eyes, he and Su Yunping had no connection except for their destined blood connection.

And Wang Le didn't want to be involved in the slightest with Su Yunping.

Although he didn't like Su Yunping, Xiao Yuanfang had to give him face.

So Wang Le nodded, then walked into the study room leisurely, and then sat on the sofa opposite Su Yunping.