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Chu He just smiled at Wang Fugui's words.

After all, he is just an outsider to the old Wang family.

How can an outsider be as important as his own daughter?

"Let's go, it's getting late."

"It will take some time to rush to the abandoned temple."

Chu He got up slowly.

Seeing him like this, Wang Fugui could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

The two left the yard together.

As for the arrow on the table, Chu He ignored it.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun fills the earth.

The afterglow of the setting sun was on Chu He's body, as if coating his whole body with a layer of brilliance.

At this moment, looking at the figure in front of him, Wang Fugui had a feeling in his heart.

In time, this young man in front of him will definitely become famous all over the world and become a great scholar of a generation!

Although it was just a feeling, Wang Fugui firmly believed in it.

The two were silent all the way, and soon arrived at the abandoned temple.

At this moment in the temple, Wang Ping'an was holding Wang Yan, who was covered in bruises, and wept bitterly.

The five men in black watched the father and daughter coldly, without any emotion in their eyes.

"It looks like our Young Master Bailong has arrived."

"Go alone and treat our Young Master Bailong well."

A man in black suddenly looked outside the temple and said.

Another person immediately said: "Boss, let me go!"

"I want to see how capable these so-called Confucian scholars are!"

After finishing speaking, the man in black turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple.

"Hahaha, this Mr. Bailong is a man of temperament, and he dared to come here for a woman who has nothing to do with him!"

"It is said that Confucian scholars are the most emotional. I didn't believe it before, but now I do!"

"Hehe, what's the use of emphasizing feelings? After all, he's just an idiot. What's the difference between him coming here as a Confucian scholar and courting death!"

...

The men in black sneered, their words full of disdain for Chu He, a Confucian scholar.

Wang Ping'an's eyes flickered, and his eyes were full of guilt.

Wang Yan in his arms made a weak voice, "Father, you told them about Young Master Bailong?"

"It's... in order to save you, I have to do this."

Wang Ping whispered, not even daring to look into his daughter's eyes.

"Father...you shouldn't be like this..."

Wang Yan sighed lightly.

In this regard, Wang Ping was speechless.

Outside the temple, a man in black stood in front of Chu He and Wang Fugui.

"Are you that Young Master Bailong?"

Because his face was blocked by the wide black robe, people couldn't see his face clearly at this time.

However, it is not difficult to guess from his tone that there must be a face full of sarcasm under the black robe at this time!

"It looks like I found the right place."

"I'm here, can you let Wang Yan go?"

Chu He asked calmly.

The man in black sneered.

"Hehe, since you're here, it's up to you."

"Today, not only you are going to die, but the three members of the Wang family are also going to die!"

As he spoke, the man in black suddenly drew out the long sword at his waist, and slashed at Chu He.

Chu He shook his head and smiled, "You are a scourge for people like you who are always fighting with swords."

"What about the scourge? Killing you is enough!"

The man in black's momentum soared, and he slashed at Chu He's head with his sword.

"Where are you bastards! How dare you hurt my young master!"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Kanglong has regrets!"

But at this moment, an angry shout came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a giant dragon transformed from true energy galloped forward.

Wherever the dragon passed, the ground cracked inch by inch.

"boom!"

The dragon slammed into the man in black, making a huge roar.

Unsurprisingly, the man in black was knocked into the air by the dragon, and he didn't stop until he hit the pillar of the temple.

Qiao Feng and his group came quickly to Chu He and knelt down on one knee.

"I'm late, please punish me!"

Chu He waved his hands slightly, and said with a smile: "Get up, you all came at the right time."

Only then did Xiao Feng and the others get up, but they still had a look of guilt on their faces.

It seemed that he felt guilty for not protecting Chu He well.

"Lu Da, Li Kui, the two of you come forward and shout!"

Chu He opened his mouth lightly.

Among these people, Lu Da and Li Kui had the loudest voices, so they were naturally the most suitable for calling the battle.

The two of them didn't write any ink, and strode to the temple.

"Listen up, rats in the temple! Your grandpa Lu Da is here in person, why don't you come out and kneel down to greet him!"

"Give me three breaths. If you don't see anyone, don't blame your grandpa Li Kui for not keeping anyone with the axe!"

The rough voice resounded in all directions.

Even the temple in front of them seemed to tremble, and some dust fell.

"Isn't that Mr. Bailong here?"

"Who are these two talking?"

The man in black in the temple frowned suddenly, his eyes full of puzzlement.

The leader said in a cold voice: "What are you doing in a daze? The other party has already said so. If we don't go out, it will appear that we are afraid of them!"

The men in black drew out their long swords around their waists and walked aggressively towards the outside of the temple.

The father and daughter of the Wang family didn't speak for a long time, and in the end all words became two sighs.

In order to save Wang Yan, Chu He went deep into danger.

But they betrayed Chu He!

Soon, four men in black strode out of the temple.

When they saw a group of burly men outside the temple, a look of shock appeared in the exposed eyes of each of them.

"You four rats are the only ones in the temple?"

"Dare to attack my son, the Sa family wants to see how capable you are!"

Lu Da had the most irritable temper. When he saw the four men in black, he immediately attacked.

The strength of these four men in black is not considered weak, and each of them is the strength of a sixth-rank warrior.

The strength of the leader has even reached the level of the fifth rank!

Although Lu Da was reckless, he was not a brainless person, so he chose a sixth-rank warrior as his opponent.

The two fought fiercely, and the water-milled iron Zen stick in Lu Da's hand danced vigorously, colliding with the long sword in the black man's hand, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Mice!"

"Look at how your grandfather cut off your dog's head with the ax in his hand!"

Li Kui also yelled, and also chose a sixth-rank warrior as his opponent.

"It's a pity that there are only two opponents left. If you are interested in making a move, you can choose an opponent yourself."

Chu He looked at Xiao Feng and the others beside him, and said.

Lin Chong shook the spear in his hand and strode forward.

"Leave the fifth-rank warriors to Brother Xiao. As for the rubbish, I'll take care of it!"

The third rank-6 martial artist was chosen by Lin Chong as his opponent.

The boss of the men in black was dumbfounded at this moment.

He couldn't understand why such a powerful warrior suddenly appeared.

Except for the three people who have already shot, there are still a few standing beside Chu He!

And looking at them like that, their strength seems to be only stronger than these three!

There are so many people, but there are only four of them, how can they be opponents?