He Has a Dragon

Seeing Wang Le's disbelief, Xiao Yuanfang did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case at hand, threw one to the other person, and then silently lit it himself.

Because he knew that as soon as Wang Le came back to his senses, he would speculate on the same possibility as himself.

Sure enough, Wang Le was seen lighting up his cigarette, and before taking two puffs, he suddenly looked at Xiao Yuanfang: "Is it possible that Hong Burang has been staying in China and not returned to the United States immediately?"

In the smoke, Xiao Yuanfang's face was looming, and he asked noncommittally: "It has been confirmed that he has not returned to the United States, so where else do you think the other party can go?"

After a pause, Xiao Yuanfang added another sentence: "Is it possible that he can become a fairy and disappear from this world?"

Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa with his upper body leaning forward, couldn't help but stiffen, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he asked himself thoughtfully: "He has been seriously injured but has not returned to the United States, so why is he still staying in China?"

There was a silence in the living room, and you could hear a pin drop. No one would give Wang Le a satisfactory answer.

After a while, Wang Le flicked the cigarette butt casually and dropped it into the ashtray. Then he sunk his whole body into the sofa and pinched his forehead. He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

In addition, the old guy's enemy has entered the secular world from the martial arts world, and the ensuing troubles are really big enough for Wang Le. He doesn't want to burn the candle at both ends when the time comes, and he will be unable to do anything.

"The disciples and grandsons of the old guy's enemies sent to our world, I don't know how strong they are, let alone where they are now. I originally wanted to deal with Hong Burang first, and then start to deal with this trouble."

Faced with such a difficult problem, Wang Le rarely let out a deep sigh and muttered to himself, which made Xiao Yuanfang across from him sound very uncomfortable.

"What I didn't expect was that this guy Hong Burang surprised me by not returning to the United States!"

"Even if we all surmise that he stayed in China, trying to dig him out is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and is as clueless as tracking the old guy's disciples and descendants of his enemies!"

Having said this, Wang Le felt that he had never been so miserable. He wanted to solve the troubles that were coming one after another, but he didn't know where to start.

It's like a punch on cotton, which makes people spurt out a mouthful of old blood. It's really depressing to the extreme.

Faced with such a predicament,

Wang Le is like a knight, drawing his sword and looking around, invincible!

After a long time, Wang Le took a deep breath, his scattered eyes gradually gathered firmness, and he opened his mouth and said: "Now it seems that I can only take one step at a time. I will leave the capital tomorrow and go to the master's home of military doctor Qing Fengzi as soon as possible. That Taoist temple hosted by me!”

Xiao Yuanfang's eyes lit up and he asked: "Where can I find information about the ancestor's whereabouts?"

Wang Le smiled bitterly and replied: "The old man gave me the address of the Taoist temple, but Xiaoyaozi, the master of the military doctor, travels all over the world and is not in the Taoist temple all year round. I can only give it a try when I go there, hoping to find the military doctor. whereabouts, thereby tracing the hiding place of the troops and the old guy.”

At this point, Wang Le gritted his teeth and said: "If this doesn't work, I can only use the stupidest method, which is to go back to those border camps where the mysterious troops were stationed all year round during my military career!"

Then the conversation changed and he added: "But the old guy doesn't necessarily bury himself in the deep mountains and old forests on the border. Even if he uses this stupid method, he might end up in vain, and his work will be in vain. "

"Uh!" What else could Xiao Yuanfang say, he could only sigh and said: "People in the capital say that your kid is God's biological son and has great luck. I hope you don't reach this final step!"

Wang Le, who was nestled on the sofa, twitched his face, looked up at the ceiling, and murmured to himself: "God, please don't abandon me, Wang Le, at this time!"

At this time, Xiao Yuanfang asked: "Hong Burang has not returned to the United States and is still staying in China. How do you plan to solve it?"

Wang Le waved his hand and replied half-heartedly: "It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. Let him go. This will only allow this old boy to escape again."

As soon as the words fell and Xiao Yuanfang was about to speak again, Wang Le's eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent, and he said in a cold tone: "When the old guy's trouble is solved, I will chase him to the ends of the world, Jiuyou Hong Burang must be dug out of the abyss, because he must die!"

At this time, Wang Le could be said to be furious, and the anger in his heart was unprecedented, because he had never suffered so much from a person since his debut!

For him, this is a provocation!

This is a shame!

He can only be washed away with blood and killing, otherwise, he will not be the invincible and invincible emperor in the legend!

Wang Le stood up, did not say hello to Xiao Yuanfang, and did not go back to his bedroom. Instead, he walked directly out of the living room!

"where are you going?"

Seeing that something was wrong with Wang Le's condition, Xiao Yuanfang quickly stood up and asked worriedly.

When Wang Le walked to the door, he paused and did not turn around. He turned his back to Xiao Yuanfang and said in a deep voice: "I can't wait any longer. Let's set off now and get to the Taoist temple as soon as possible!"

Without waiting for Xiao Yuanfang to stop him, Wang Le dodged and disappeared into a black shadow from his sight, disappearing into the vast darkness under the starry sky.

"Have a nice trip, kid."

Walking to the door, Xiao Yuanfang, whose expression was changing, listened to the roar of the car from near to far and finally disappeared. After a long time, he sighed and murmured to himself...

Wang Le, who was driving a white Q7, rushed out of the guard post at the entrance of the alley, followed the road out of the city, got onto the highway, and drove southward in the dead of night, heading for a distant and unfamiliar place.

When Wang Le was driving on the highway late at night, he completely regained his composure. Thinking of Mu Xiyan, who had just met and now parted in a hurry, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Feeling helpless, Wang Le took out his cell phone and sent a text message: I'm going to a faraway place. I won't be able to return to the capital for a while. I'm sorry.

A minute later, the phone vibrated.

"Husband, I'm waiting for you to come back."

Wang Le looked at the simple sentence on the phone screen, a warm current rose from his heart to his eyes, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Slowing down and stopping the car, Wang Le opened the door and walked to the edge of the empty highway.

Jumping onto the railing, Wang Le spread his arms, clenched his fists, and looked up at the silver moon. The breeze blew through his broken hair on his forehead, and his eyes turned into gold, like an unscrupulous and fierce beast. !

"Kill!" Wang Le roared, piercing the long night, echoing under the starry sky, lingering in the ears for a long time...

PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, cute