Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1200 Gong Chaoyang Abandoned Sword

"It seems that the relationship between Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu is unusual. It is really not easy for him to surrender himself and say such things!" Zhao Bo secretly said to Gong Chaoyang, he still knows better.

I began to figure it out. Although it was a good thing to blackmail Han Yu by the opportunity, Gong Chaoyang's face still had to be given.

Zhao Mingguang said, "Senior is reasonable, but the younger generation took it for granted. This piece of pure thunderfire steel can indeed compensate our three-headed mount."

Han Yu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Zhao Mingguang to talk so well.

Zhao Mingguang glanced at Han Yu, showing a meaningful smile, and then changed the conversation: "My father also said just now that my eldest brother and I were injured by Han Yu that day. Not only did I endure the pain of injury, but also spent a lot of money. The medicinal materials of the company have returned to the original state. The loss of my eldest brother and I will naturally be accompanied."

Gong Chaoyang said: "Then tell me, what compensation is needed?"

Zhao Mingguang said: "On that day, each of our brothers refined a low-grade medicine king and healed. Since the seniors came forward today, we dare not presumptuously. We only need to compensate two low-grade medicine kings. As for what we have suffered. It’s as if we should have a catastrophe."

Gong Chaoyang is not a fool. The King of Low-grade Medicine is so precious. How could it be possible to use the King of Low-grade Medicine to heal the wounds.

You know, although the efficacy of a low-grade medicine king is equivalent to the same medicinal materials of ten nine-grade major medicines, because the medicine king is scarce, there is no market at all. As strong as the ancient forces, even if they exist, they are not many, and they will not be used if they are less than a last resort.

Zhao Mingguang is obviously a slap in the face.

Gong Chaoyang looked at Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo smiled without any expression.

If Zhao Mingguang can take this opportunity to come to two low-grade medicine kings, it will be a good thing for the Zhao family. Zhao Mingguang will receive more care for his contributions, which will be of great benefit to the future.

Gong Chaoyang's face became cold, and he snorted: "Are you bullying and not knowing the goods?"

Zhao Bo said, "Brother Chaoyang said that this is wrong. There can be no falsehood in what this kid said."

Zhao Bo pushes the topic to Zhao Mingguang very unconvincingly. He considers his identity and is not easy to understand Hanyu. But Zhao Mingguang is different. Even if Gong Chaoyang is not upset, would he still sullen his face and compete with a younger generation?

Now, Zhao Mingguang came to negotiate, which is much more convenient than his father.

Zhao Bo's abacus was wrong. If Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu really have a relationship with brothers, Gong Chaoyang will naturally not take care of Zhao Mingguang for Han Yu.

But Han Yu is Gong Chaoyang's master. What is the face for the master?

"This young man, you have to talk with your heart." Gong Chaoyang said lightly, before closing his eyes directly. This is a blatant threat.

Zhao Bo frowned, and he didn't expect Gong Chaoyang, who had always been arrogant, to say this. He couldn't help weighing the pros and cons in his mind, and gave Zhao Mingguang a wink.

Since Gong Chaoyang had already lowered his face, he couldn't help but give face, and made this guy anxious, but he could do anything.

"What the predecessor said." Zhao Mingguang bent down slightly, and there was a hint of hostility in the depths of his eyes. After raising his head, there was nothing wrong. Too much care, but my eldest brother and I cannot suffer in vain. Since you are here to apologize sincerely, well, just kowtow to my eldest brother and me."

Zhao Mingguang said it very easily, it seems that Han Yu kowtow to him to admit his mistakes, it is a matter of course.

In fact, Zhao Mingguang is hiding evil intentions.

If Han Yu really knelt down today, he would never be able to raise his head, let alone talk about the future.

In that palace, in front of the sky mirror.

"The Great Elder Qiji, it has been found out. At the moment when the shining mirror trembled, Gong Chaoyang brought a person named Han Yu into our Zhao family."

"What are they here for?"

"Han Yu, Zhao Mingchen, Zhao Mingxi, and Zhao Mingguang have some grievances, and Gong Chaoyang came to apologize."

"Who is with them now?"

"Zhao Bo."

"You secretly inform Zhao Bo that you will keep the two of them at Zhao's house for a period of time anyway, and the old man personally observes them with a mirror.

"Yes!"

Inside the palace, murderous aura rushed into the sky.

"Hey!"

The sword on Gong Chaoyang's back suddenly burst out of its sheath.

"Gong Chaoyang, what are you going to do?" Zhao Bo was taken aback. Could it be that Gong Chaoyang was so courageous that he could not do anything at Zhao's house?

Zhao Mingguang was frightened and almost fell to the ground.

"How about making compensation for all losses of the Zhao family with this sword?" Gong Chaoyang's sword flew in front of Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo looked at Gong Chaoyang in surprise.

Gong Chaoyang was addicted to swords like his life, and the sword was his life. It was incredible to surrender his sword today to apologize for Han Yu.

Han Yu's eyes widened and looked at Gong Chaoyang in a daze.

"You can have no sword, but Master must not be wronged!" Gong Chaoyang secretly gave Han Yu a voice.

Han Yu was extremely moved, but didn't say anything.

Zhao Mingguang was so frightened that he never dared to be presumptuous anymore.

"Are you really willing to compensate them for their losses with your sword?" Zhao Bo still couldn't believe it.

This sword was so cold that it didn't urge at all, but it seemed to be able to freeze the void. It was as strong as Zhao Bo. In front of this sword, there was a feeling of tremor.

Although Gong Chaoyang’s sword is only a low-level imperial soldier, the material used to make the sword is ten thousand years of cold iron. It is a treasure second only to divine material, and at least it can refine a top-level imperial soldier. If it is in the hands of a powerful saint, it is possible to refine a saint soldier.

This sword was originally Gong Chaoyang's plan to accompany him throughout his life and accompany him to prove the martial arts realm.

"Will you go back again?" Gong Chaoyang stared at Zhao Bo. In that way, it seems that Zhao Bo dares to talk nonsense, he will definitely tear up Zhao Bo.

"Zhao family, for all the humiliation and loss today, Han Yu, I swear to the sky, I will double ask to come back!" Han Yu's fist was clenched tightly.

In order to see his mother, he endured!

"Hahaha... Brother Chaoyang joked. Just now it was just a test of Han Yu's sincerity. Now it seems that he is sincerely apologizing. How can we want Brother Chaoyang's sword. Brother Chaoyang, please take it back!" With a fan on the sleeve, the sword flew towards Gong Chaoyang.

Gong Chaoyang grabbed the sword and thrust it back into the scabbard with his backhand.

"Kang Dang!"

There was a loud noise that shook the entire Piandian hall, which clearly meant to demonstrate.

Zhao Bo didn't care, and looked at Zhao Mingguang and said, "Mingguang, Han Yu's heart of apologizing is no problem. You accept that piece of material, and the grievances between you will be bought and sold."

"Yes, father!" Zhao Mingguang didn't dare to make any trouble. He came over to take away the thunder fire pure steel from Han Yu, without saying a word, and went back to stand beside Zhao Bo.

Han Yu was a little surprised. Just now, in Zhao Bo's eyes, he saw the greedy look of Gong Chaoyang's sword. Why did he suddenly change his face?