Starting to guard the border: I copy talents

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Shen Ming returned the [Blood Que] to Mr. Han with some reluctance.

This bow was too sharp, and Shen Ming became more and more certain that he could not accept it.

He still remembered the last time he made a bet with Tang Minglong and was hunted down with a grudge.

People always learn a lesson.

When Mr. Han saw that Shen Ming really had no intention of accepting the [Blood Que], he stopped trying to persuade him and took the giant bow calmly.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. I have arranged for my servants to prepare a banquet. Come with me to the dining room!"

Old Han acted decisively and neatly, never being sloppy. He took the lead and waved to Old Man Jiang, indicating that he would walk side by side with him.

There was a huge difference in stature between the two elders. They seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from Shen Ming and others, and they were discussing something while walking rustlingly.

At first glance, it looks like Timon and Pumbaa...

It would be more like it if Old Man Jiang was riding on Han Zhuangshi.

"Shen Ming, I always feel like there's something wrong with them." He Hao finally couldn't help it and whispered close to Shen Ming.

Shen Ming nodded. There was no early warning for advanced danger perception. There was no danger nearby.

Simply stop speculating.

Everyone came to the dining hall and sat down respectively. During this period, a servant came to Mr. Han and said something.

No one cares.

Han Laobei had a luxurious banquet, and Shen Ming enjoyed the banquet without mentioning the content of the third round of competition.

Since he feels something is wrong, don't explore it. He doesn't even want the [Blood Que] at the moment, so naturally he doesn't want to participate in the rest of the competition.

For a while, the guests and the host were enjoying each other's drinks. Old Jiang started drinking heavily and kept praising Shen Ming to his friend. He said that there was nothing in the sky or on the earth.

During the dinner, Mr. Han picked up the wine glass and toasted Tang Mengling first:

"Tang Dutong forgives me, old man, I didn't know your identity before. I only found out about it when I asked Jiang Yang just before we sat down at the table."

Tang Mengling politely stood up and returned the greeting.

"Nephew Shen Xian, come on, you can have a drink with me too!" Mr. Han patted Shen Ming on the shoulder, his eyes full of satisfaction.

After drinking, he continued:

"Nephew Shen Xian, you have just passed this third round of assessment!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and looked at Mr. Han in confusion.

Shen Ming looked at Old Han and then at Old Jiang, feeling a little confused.

"Nephew Shen Xian, Jiang Yang and I have known each other since we were children. We have been like brothers for so many years. If he proposed matchmaking to me before, I will consider it carefully."

"Matchmaking?"

As soon as these two words came out, Shen Ming immediately connected the strange things that happened today and suddenly realized it.

Then he looked at Old Man Jiang with a sullen expression on his face, as if he was saying "I'm great!".

He Hao blinked, he approved of this marriage!

Tang Mengling's eyes glowed dangerously, and she looked at Old Man Jiang with an evil look.

"My wife died young. She loved this little girl the most during her lifetime. I have pampered her like a jewel. Now that she is sixteen, it's time to get married!"

"When I saw Jiang Yang's letter before, I thought he was exaggerating. How could there be such a talented nephew in this world? Now it seems that Jiang Yang, instead of exaggerating, is being conservative!"

"You must know why you are willing to come with Jiang Yang this time. My daughter saw you just now, and she is very satisfied with you. This marriage has been decided!"

Mr. Han was talking rapidly, his voice buzzing.

Before Shen Ming could interrupt, Mr. Han clapped his hands and shouted:

"Yao'er, come out!"

As soon as the voice fell, a large body walked out of the screen in the distance. At first glance, it looked bigger and more powerful than the three fathers and sons of the Han family!

The visitor was wearing a light blue palace dress made of extremely scrap material. She had a mountain-like figure and walked like a breeze.

If you take a closer look at her face, it looks like she was carved out of the exact same mold as Mr. Han!

If it weren't for the fact that there was only a circle of dense velvet on his face instead of a mustache, he would look like another large Han Zhuangjian!

"Pfft!" He Hao had wine in his mouth, but he couldn't help but spit it out, all over Old Man Jiang's face.

Although Tang Mengling had seen the big world, he was stunned for a moment. After a long time, a strange expression appeared on his face. The good-looking faces were tense for a while, and crowded together for a while. I couldn't control myself anymore, so I looked at the roof again.

It was a little uncomfortable to hold it in.

At this moment, she recalled all the sad things in her life in her mind, but she still couldn't resist the increasingly wild curve of her mouth.

"Daddy!"

A thick voice was deep and powerful, like muffled thunder, with a hint of shyness, and the ending was a bit long.

The girl named Yaoer said a blessing to Mr. Han, and couldn't help but glance at Shen Ming:

"husband…

…husband”.

"Hey, how can you call me husband before we get married? I have taught you etiquette all the time in vain?" Mr. Han taught his daughter a lesson.

Immediately he said:

"Nephew Shen Xian, this daughter is the one I love most in my life. After you two get married, half of my family fortune will be given to you! Shili Hongzhuang is no exception!"

Han Da and Han Er also nodded fiercely and had no objection to their father's statement.

"Han...Mr. Han, there is some misunderstanding here. Please listen to my explanation!"

Ever since he saw Mr. Han's daughter, Shen Ming had never closed his mouth slightly open in surprise. At this time, he finally regained his consciousness and stuttered to explain.

He was in such a hurry that he had never seen it before when he defeated Jing Yanhu with his Qi level strength...

…………

Escape also seemed to leave Hanzhuang. Shen Ming's horse suffered a disaster and was whipped with a whip along the way. He ran away and was very tired.

The wilderness of Shuangzhou is peaceful. The sunset is beginning to appear, like fire. The chilling atmosphere of early autumn has not yet appeared, and there is a refreshing coolness.

Old man Jiang was detained in Hanzhuang to deal with the aftermath, and he did not return until he was dead.

Shen Ming saw that he didn't have a good face. He didn't even want to open the door. Although the other party had good intentions about the wedding, it was really shocking when it happened today.

Can't bear to look back...

Old Man Jiang smiled and explained to Shen Ming that he had not seen his old friend for many years and did not know the situation of his daughter.

Shen Ming believed that the other party also had good intentions, and was finally persuaded by him. The old man and the young man chatted for a long time, and Old Man Jiang mysteriously brought Shen Ming outside the house.

A huge box was placed in the courtyard.

"Is this?" Shen Ming's heart moved and he had a guess.

Old Man Jiang patted the heavy wooden box, opened it with his hand, and found a ferocious giant bow, lying as if he were too old, facing the moonlight and radiating evil energy!

"[Blood Palace]!"

Shen Ming looked at Old Man Jiang, waiting for his explanation.

"Han Zhuangshi said that love between a man and a woman cannot be forced, but he has heard of your actions and appreciates your ability and conduct."

Old man Jiang talked eloquently and calmly:

"He said that this bow is gathering dust now at home, so why don't I lend it to you for use."

Shen Ming looked at Old Man Jiang suspiciously, always feeling that today's events seemed to be arranged one after another, as if they were all arranged by Old Man Jiang.

Including this bow.

He gently stroked the [Xueque], and the thick texture conveyed a coolness.

"He hopes you will make good use of this bow to kill enemies and eliminate demons, and don't get the bad reputation of [Blood Que]!"