Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

The young geniuses of Dingtian Sect were shocked and angry when they saw the tragic death of their fellow disciples, and looked at the sudden appearance of the cold and beautiful woman with great fear.

From her, they sensed great danger.

He Zong was also shocked and speechless. He never expected that things would develop to this point.

The situation on the field was tense.

Liao Yushu was afraid that they would fight, so she hurriedly said: "You all calm down, he is the young master Guanhai of Yunwei Division!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a needle pricked them all mute, and everyone froze in place for an instant without saying a word.

After a long time, someone didn't know who cried and exclaimed: "Young Master Guanhai, please spare your life!"

Immediately afterwards, an ordinary-looking man fell to his knees, trembling all over.

The other geniuses all showed contempt and disdain, thinking that this man was too spineless, abandoning his dignity in order to survive, which was simply despicable and shameless!

They did not kneel down, but raised their hands in panic and saluted, their waists bent at ninety degrees.

"I don't know that we are Young Master Guanhai, but we have eyes that cannot recognize Mount Tai. Please be generous, Young Master Guanhai, open your heart to heaven and earth, and forgive us for our sin of collision."

When they saluted, their hands and feet were shaking and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

He Zong was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs shook like chaff.

At this moment, he was so remorseful that he wished he could cut out his tongue with a knife.

Let you talk too much! Let you talk too much!

Why did you interrupt Liao Yushu just now?

If she was allowed to finish her words, how could she offend this giant Buddha?

It's over, it's over now.

Li Guanhai let go of the frightened girl and walked up to him.

He Zong's waist lowered by another three points, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the clothes on his back were already wet.

Just when he was despairing and thought that he would definitely die today, a hand held his arm and helped him up.

Looking up, he saw Li Guanhai looking at him with a smile.

"Everyone please get up, it's just a misunderstanding, I won't take it to heart."

Hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted amnesty, with smiles on their faces as if they had survived the disaster.

He Zong was even more grateful and said with emotion: "Young Master Guanhai has a broad mind and a great spirit. He is a true hero!"

"Fellow Taoist, you have too much praise."

Later, He Zong kindly invited Li Guanhai to Baixi Tower, but he declined.

After Liao Yushu took him away, the geniuses of Dingtian Sect heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Li Guanhai has a humble attitude and no airs in his words and deeds, the gap in status between them is really too big, and he can't help but feel nervous and uncomfortable in front of him.

Now that he is gone, the dark clouds hanging over everyone's heads have dissipated.

The girl who was just held in Li Guanhai's arms said: "He Zong, listen to my advice, you should give up Liao Yushu, you can't fight."

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, coaxing and persuading.

He Zong smiled bitterly: "From the moment Yushu revealed the identity of Young Master Guanhai, I had already realized that we were destined to miss each other..."

A male disciple patted his shoulder and comforted him: "He Zong, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why bother with a piece of garlic?"

He Zong nodded and said: "For me and for the sake of the family, I will convince myself."

He suddenly raised his lips and sneered, "I will tell my dear cousin the good news when I get back soon. I believe he will immediately get over the pain of losing his father."

"By then, there will be something good to watch."

…

Hejiang City, He family.

He Chuan did not recover from the fall as outsiders suspected. He had long since broken free from the pain of losing his father and began to practice hard behind closed doors.

The person who killed his father was one of the overlords of the Sea Clan, the Naga Clan.

Although He Chuan wished he could join the Naga tribe now to avenge his father.

But he knew in his heart that doing so was the same as committing suicide, and there was no chance of winning.

As a dominant ethnic group, there are so many powerful people in the Naga tribe. How can he defeat them with his own strength?

So what he has to do now is to practice against the clock.

When he becomes a Mysterious Saint, a Mysterious Immortal, or even a Mysterious God, his great revenge will be avenged.

He Chuan is confident that he will reach the top, but the process will be extremely long.

He was afraid that as time went by, as his state of mind became more complete, he would slowly forget this hatred.

Although the hatred will fade away, the knot will always exist.

Just wait until the day you reach the top and wipe out the Naga clan.

It's not that He Chuan has never thought of using the power of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court to suppress the Naga tribe, but the Nagas are a dominant race after all. Although the Yuanshi Ancestral Court is a long-established Taoist holy land with unfathomable heritage, they may not be willing to go there for him. Be at odds with the Nagas.

The game between the orthodox holy land is not something he can control.

But how many years will it take to wait until he becomes a Xuanxian to take revenge?

At this moment, he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. He might not be able to survive ten days and a half. How could he wait so long?

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

By the way, the Naga tribe is guarding the submarine volcano and is bound to be an enemy of the upper world. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to add fuel to the flames and kill people with a borrowed knife?

Even if you can't kill your enemy with your hands, you can still vent your bad breath to save yourself from worrying day and night.

In a few days, when the various sects come to Silver Moon Island, the good days of the Naga tribe will come to an end!

When He Chuan was planning how to kill someone with a borrowed knife, a man's voice came from outside the hospital.

"Cousin, cousin, are you there? I am your cousin He Zong, cousin?"

"Cousin?"

He Chuan frowned.

Why is he here?

Although he was puzzled, he still walked out of the house and opened the gate.

After all, he was his cousin. It was inappropriate to stay at home and see him. Let's see what he had to say.

Looking at his cousin standing outside the door with a smile, He Chuan stepped aside and said, "Cousin, please come in."

"My cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are getting more and more energetic."

He Zong walked into the yard, put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely.

He Chuan answered casually, "My cousin is getting more and more handsome."

From the short conversation, it can be heard that the two brothers are just dealing with each other, and obviously don't like each other very much.

There is no way. They have been compared since they were young. Even if there are no distractions at the beginning, conflicts will arise over time.

So the relationship between the two brothers has never been very good since they were young. Although there is no open dispute, there are many secret fights.

Even so, they still give outsiders the illusion of brotherly harmony on the surface.

Even if they are in a place where no one is around, they will unconsciously act.

He Zong laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I haven't seen you for many years, my cousin is really getting better at talking."

He Chuan frowned: "Cousin, you didn't come to me to say these insignificant words, did you?"

"Of course not."

He Zong walked up to him, smiling, "I do have something to say to you, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

He Chuan said impatiently: "Since you shouldn't say it, I won't keep you, cousin, please."

After that, he turned and walked towards the inner room.

He Zong was not annoyed, and sat down at the stone table, "It's up to you, but if you don't listen to what I said in my heart, don't blame me, your brother, for not reminding you in the future."

He Chuan was aroused by his curiosity, so he stopped and turned around to ask: "What do you want to say? Just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."

He Zong raised the corner of his mouth, "Your childhood sweetheart is now accompanying the young man from the north to visit the Thirteen Cities of Silver Moon."