Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Huang Zhongting only stopped the conversation and forced the intense conflicts inside.

In comparison, Xia Qingchen calmly said, "I never regarded myself as the Huang family, so you don't need to be too surprised, just treat me like a stranger."

This sentence, like a needle, pierced Huang Atrium hard.

With regard to the background and achievements of Xia Qingchen today, where do you need to depend on the Huang family?

He can hold half of the world alone!

Ridiculously, the Huang family including him are hesitating to consider whether to accept Xia Qingchen to return to Huang's family.

To this end, Huang Conglong and his son were sent to investigate each other.

Now thinking about it, when they went to see Xia Qingchen, wouldn't it be like Tu Baozi entered the city to see the emperor?

With the resources of Xia Qingchen, what would the Huang family do?

Now, Xia Qingchen himself made it very clear that he is not the Huang family!

"I'm here today to come to heal the wound, and I don't want to talk about the rest." Xia Qingchen gently digressed.

He and Huang's family do not have long conversations, and it is necessary to draw closer feelings.

Seemingly responding to his words, Huang Wending suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, covering his head with pain.

His mental injury is about to happen again.

Huang Zhongting only stopped his inner emotions and complexly said: "Please... Xia Gongzi rescue."

Xia Qingchen was about to nod, but it was nothing more than refining an elixir. Compared with the conditions agreed by Huang Zhongting, the transaction was very cost-effective.

But Huang Wending waved his hand stubbornly: "No! I don't want Xia's to heal me."

People are self-respecting.

Who can accept those who hurt themselves and save themselves again?

Huang Conglong is also skeptical: "Father, is Xia Qingchen really the master who saved you Baiyun?"

The father and son were extremely resistant to Xia Qingchen's treatment.

Huang Zhongting nodded: "You can't be wrong, only Xia Qingchen can treat mental injuries."

"Ah!" Huang Wending suddenly clenched his head and screamed painfully. With the passage of time, each trauma will become more and more serious.

Huang Conglong's heart tightened, hesitating, and gritted his teeth, said to Xia Qingchen: "Yes, let you cure, but I warn you, if my son misses a bit, ask for you!"

Listening to him, it seemed that Xia Qingchen knelt down and begged to heal his son.

Up to now, their father and son are still high, and feel that Xia Qingchen is naturally low, and they are the only ones who are missing.

"Medical skills are not good, dare not to consult a doctor, please be smart." Xia Qingchen turned around and left without hesitation.

Whoever he likes to find, Xia Qingchen has not been so low that he is waiting for Huang's family in a low voice.

As soon as he left, Huang Conglong was anxious: "How can you go? My son's mental injury is about to happen."

Up to this moment, he still had a natural tone, as if Xia Qingchen should do things for their Huang family.

Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear and said lightly, "What is your son doing with me?"

In his speech, he had turned and stepped out of the gate of the manor.

Huang Zhongting hurriedly retained: "Master Xia, please also look at helping me on the face, the old man is very grateful."

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, and said lightly: "What kind of face do you have, and it's worthy of me to treat your baby grandson?"

He came, never because Huang Zhongting was the body's grandfather.

But there is a transaction between them.

Huang Zhongting had no face in his mind.

Looking at Xia Qingchen who couldn't keep it, Huang Zhongting was very angry.

He was not annoyed by Xia Qingchen, but by Huang Conglong and his son.

"You two!" Huang Zhongting's nostrils snorted heavily, and he shook Huang Conglong's body trembling violently, with two nosebleeds in his nose.

"I worked hard to invite him to come, but you gave away the air?" Huang Zhongting was angry.

Huang Conglong quibbled: "But his father left by himself."

Snapped--

Responding to him, Huang Zhongting stepped forward and slapped **** his cheek, pumping his right cheek purple.

"You look at each other like a slave, can he not leave?" Huang Zhongting was angry.

Xia Qingchen's so arrogant person, presumably ordinary people can not invite.

Finally, he was persuaded to heal the wounds, but the father and son talked badly about each other, and they both resented each other, let alone Xia Qingchen?

Apparently, the other party nodded and prepared for hands-on treatment, but they took away the popularity in a few words.

Now blame others!

"I understand why your arm is broken." Huang Zhongting glanced at Huang Conglong's broken arm. He is as old as him, and finally understands.

In front of him, Huang Conglong still treated Xia Qingchen like this.

Carrying him, it is conceivable how the attitude is.

It is possible to shout and kill!

"There is you!" Huang Zhongting stared at Huang Wending: "I don't know what's wrong! Xia Qingchen discarded what he suspected to heal you, and he was more brave than you!"

"Such a person will frame you in Mochizuki Tower for no reason?"

Xia Qingchen wanted to harm Huang Wending, he didn't need to come at all. Is it good to sit back and watch Huang Wending live alive?

If you don't understand Xia Qingchen, it is only after you understand it that Huang Zhongting realizes that what Huang Conglong and his son said is full of loopholes!

In addition, their father and son are not good in nature, and Huang Zhongting is even more convinced of his guess.

"Ah!" At this time, Huang Wending's mental injury completely broke out, so he lay rolling on the ground and knocked over a flower pot.

The neat and bright clothes were messy in an instant.

That look, not to mention miserable.

Huang Zhongting saw in his eyes that although he could not bear it, he was also angry: "Due!"

It’s not worth sympathizing for yourself!

Boom--

A soft sound came from the most central human tomb on Linlang Island.

Huang Zhongting looked sideways, and his expression became serious: "The General Conference is about to begin."

He stared at Huang Conglong and his son, and they were disappointed with his eyes: "First correct your attitude, and then ask for help! Huh!"

The figure flashed, Huang Zhongting Yukong skimmed towards the earth's emperor tomb.

Xia Qingchen also heard the bells and left the exit of the manor area unhurriedly, heading towards the world's emperor tomb.

"Xia Gongzi!" Shortly after stepping out, an extra ethereal voice came from behind.

No need to look back, he also knows who it is.

"Cloud Girl." Xia Qingchen's expressionless eyes looked up and followed the cloud painting heart walking side by side.

Yun Huaxin's cold face, with a faint smile like a flower blooming: "I said, you can call me to paint the heart."

She wants to work hard to repair the relationship between the two parties.

It is a pity that Xia Qingchen had a bad impression of her pre-existence, and it is difficult to have a sense of intimacy: "I have something to go to the city, Yun Yun please help yourself."

Yun Huaxin felt only a moment of anger, she showed her closeness twice, Xia Qingchen didn't appreciate it.

He is too ignorant, right?

Unwilling to hold back, Yunhua's heart still remained, saying: "I don't know if Xia Gongzi has heard that the tomb-keeper has recently searched the dark moon gangsters sneaking in."

Ok?

Xia Qingchen's footsteps paused without revealing traces, and her heart was inexplicable.

He has been worried about whether Yue Mingzhu will be exposed, and now it seems that his worry is not superfluous. (There is something wrong with going out, and chapter 3 will be updated later)