Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Ancestor Wensong!"

As soon as Ghost Rakshasa saw Su Wensong, a hint of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, and he immediately stood up from the ground.

"Why did you kneel here just now?"

Su Wensong said with a gloomy face, "Do you know that such an action will actually bring discredit on my face?"

Ghost Rakshasa said awkwardly: "Ancestor Wensong, let me tell you the truth, Su Han has a Yuan Nirvana King next to him. If I hadn't endured the humiliation just now, I would have been killed by him now."

King Yuan Nirvana?

Everyone took a deep breath, and then suddenly realized that this was the case!

They finally understood why Ghost Rakshasa, as a Martial Lord in the Divine Transformation Realm, was kneeling here. It turned out that King Yuan Nirvana was suppressing him!

The faces of Su Shengyue and his wife changed slightly, and Gan Qing gritted his teeth with an ugly expression. Su Han had just returned to the Su Mansion, and King Yuan Nie Wu was supporting him?

"This old guy Su Wen'an is so partial to this, it's really abominable!"

Gan Qing couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Which one of the five rooms is it?"

Su Wensong frowned slightly.

"It's not King Wu of Su Mansion, but a monk from Bi'an Temple in Qingzhou."

Ghost Rakshasa said.

"Qingzhou Bi'an Temple?"

Su Wensong suddenly became furious, and the aura on his body swept up like a hurricane, and everyone subconsciously took a few steps back.

boom!

Su Wensong suddenly stamped his foot, and the terrifying Gang Qi swept along the ground. The bluestone floor tiles bulged out like a wild wave, instantly destroying Su Han's courtyard gate and walls.

boom--

Bricks fell to the ground and dust flew into the air.

After a few breaths, when the dust dispersed, everyone saw Su Han and others in the yard looking towards them.

"Ancestor Wensong really has a bad temper!"

"He will definitely teach Su Han a lesson this time, right?"

"It's time to teach him a lesson. As a side branch, he is really a bit arrogant."

Many Su family disciples of the Ling generation secretly thought in their hearts.

"What are you doing here?"

Su Wensong frowned when he saw Su Ling Yingyue and Su Lingtian here.

"Ancestor Wensong."

The two of them quickly clasped their fists and saluted.

"snort!"

Su Wensong snorted coldly, his eyes falling on Su Han: "Do you know who I am?"

"From the demolition team?"

Su Han showed a probing look on his face, then walked slowly to the door of the courtyard, looked at the messy ground and collapsed courtyard walls, and sighed softly:

"I'm afraid this yard will never be restored to its original appearance. Your Excellency will have to compensate for this money."

Everyone was slightly startled when they heard this.

How long has it been since you still care about this courtyard wall?

Everyone's faces suddenly showed a strange look, they looked at each other, and then all looked at Su Han, secretly thinking that there would be a good show to watch today.

Who in the Su family knows about Su Wensong's temper? Even King Wu of the same clan didn't want to offend him easily.

Sticking to him is like sticking to brown sugar, you can't shake it off.

"Do you know who I am?"

Su Wensong's expression changed slightly and he shouted again in a deep voice.

"Master Long Ye, we can't live here anymore. I will take you to a temple on the outskirts of the city later."

Su Han said to Master Longye.

Master Long Ye clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, that's good, that's good."

When Su Wensong saw that Su Han was ignoring him and treating him like nothing, the anger in his heart surged like a volcano about to erupt.

Behind the crowd, Zuo Xunxiao kept winking at Su Han. She clearly saw that Su Han had seen her.

"This bitch."

Su Lingfeng couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Su Han!"

Su Wensong shouted sharply: "Do you know who I am?"

"Your Excellency destroyed the gate of my courtyard when you came here, and kept asking me who you are?

You don't even know who you are, are you afraid that you suffered a heavy blow to the head and damaged your brain? "

Su Han frowned and looked at Su Wensong, and said calmly.

"you……"

Su Wensong was furious.

How could he not know who he was?

He just wanted Su Han to pronounce his name on his own!

"Ancestor Wensong, don't be angry, otherwise you will fall into this man's tricks. This man has always been sharp-tongued. Even Ancestor Wenyue was insulted by him back then!"

Gan Qing looked at Su Han with a look of resentment and gritted his teeth.

"You look at me with such hatred, are you afraid that others don't know that you want to kill me? If I die in the future, it will be you who sent someone to kill me!"

Su Han looked at Gan Qing and frowned.

"Don't spit on others!"

Su Shengyue was startled and quickly took a step forward.

What a joke, he can’t afford to wear this kind of hat!

Who doesn't know that Su Han has many enemies? If he is really killed by others one day, if today's incident is blamed on him, how can he, a mere descendant of the Su family, withstand the wrath of the bloodless ancestor?

"Are you spewing blood?"

Su Han chuckled, and then his eyes fell on Su Lingfeng: "Last time we said goodbye, I heard that you were feeling broken and depressed?"

"snort."

Su Lingfeng snorted coldly and looked elsewhere. His expression was a little unnatural. If Su Wensong hadn't been there, he might have been unable to control his trembling hands.

Under his slightly calm expression, his emotions were as turbulent as a storm, because he found that when he saw Su Han again, he would still feel a trace of uncontrollable fear rising up. He didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to admit it!

"Su Han, don't pretend to be stupid. Since Patriarch Wensong is here, the previous matter must be resolved."

At this time, Ghost Rakshasa spoke coldly.

"Oh, so this is the Ancestor Wensong you mentioned?"

Su Han pretended to be surprised and looked at Su Wensong, then he clasped his fists and saluted, "Junior Su Han, I have met Patriarch Wensong."

Su Wensong took a deep breath and then sneered: "Junior? I can't be your elder. Don't act like a junior in front of me. There is no relationship between you and me."

"Oh... that's easy to say."

Su Han smiled and nodded, "A mere King Yuan Niewu is indeed not worthy of being my elder. Su Wensong, are you here to support Su Shengyue and his wife and their dog Su Lingfeng today?"

Everyone's expressions became extremely strange again.

Su Han just borrowed the donkey from Poxia?

He actually called Su Wensong by his name?

Su Wensong stared at Su Han, his palms trembling slightly. He was not afraid, but extremely angry.

"I think you are a branch of the Sioux clan, so I will save you some face today.

This protector will follow you from now on. As for Zuo Xunxiao, he is now Su Lingfeng's protector. Do you remember it? "

Su Wensong pointed at the Ningshen Martial Lord not far away. The other person had long been frightened by the sight in front of him and stood still, not daring to interfere.

"I said, it's okay if I don't go back to the Northern Territory. Now that I'm back, what happened before will be what I do now.

Something has changed during my absence, and it needs to change back now.

What I said is concise and to the point, do you understand? "

Su Han smiled. The air seemed to be slowly getting colder and solidifying following Su Han's words.