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Just as Xie Laoyao and the other three were talking about Wang Le, Young Master Wang had already returned to his residence and talked to Mu Mei Nu on the phone. [Ran^Wen^Book Library] (Book Library (7764))

"Husband, if you didn't go to Hong Kong Island to rescue Xiaohu this time, the Mu family would have to use their own strength, and it would probably be a little messed up by then."

"Hehe, then how do you plan to repay me for my husband?"

"You guy, I am all yours. What else do you want to repay me? Hum!"

"Wife, what you said is wrong. When did your person give me to me? I didn't finish the last step last time, that doesn't count!"

"Pervert! Waiting for you to come to the capital, let's see how I will deal with you!"

The couple flirted on the phone for a long time, and then finished the call after saying good night to each other.

Wang Le put away his cell phone, left the sofa and walked to the window of the living room. Looking out at the sky outside, the silver moon of the thirteenth lunar calendar is about to be perfect, with stars dotted around, which looks particularly gorgeous and graceful, making Wang Le feel an innate closeness. The mysterious power in his body seemed to be sensing something, flowing happily all over his body.

For a moment, Wang Le fell into the state of emptiness and brightness where both things and me were forgotten. The moonlight and starlight in the sky came to Wang Le through the void to wrap it around him, rising and falling, all of which seemed so mysterious and mysterious.

Just as Wang Le was watching the air losing his mind, the phone that had just been put into his pocket rang, and the rock ringtone pulled Wang Le out of the meditation.

"He's here."

When Wang Le saw that it was Xiao Yuanfang called and after he connected it, he heard the other party say on the phone.

At this time, Wang Le showed a hint of anticipation and said, "He walked too slowly to the southwest to the capital, and I can't wait."

Xiao Yuanfang on the phone said in a deep voice: "Xiaole, be careful."

Wang Le felt warm in his heart and replied, "Dad, I am an invincible imperial throne, don't worry."

Xiao Yuanfang on the other end of the phone fell silent. After about ten seconds, he asked, "He asked when will you come to the capital?"

Wang Le, holding his cell phone, looked up at the Yin Moon in the sky, and his unrestrained lonely smile appeared in his shining eyes, and said slowly: "On the full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and the immortal flying from the sky!"

"Uh!" Xiao Yuanfang was stunned on the other end of the phone, and then couldn't help laughing out loud, and said angrily: "You kid, when is it now? You are still so polite that you don't look like you."

Then Xiao Yuanfang put away his laughter and said seriously: "Okay, I will tell him this intact."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanfang hung up the phone without saying anything. Wang Le's face returned to normal and said to himself: "Master, let me see how powerful my junior brother who has obtained your robe is and whether he can serve as your Taoist protector."

In the capital, Xiao Yuanfang did not rest after finishing the call with Wang Le, but took a bus to a villa in the red wall of Sijiu City at eleven o'clock in the night.

When Xiao Yuanfang walked into the yard, the old guy was sitting alone at the stone table in the yard, drinking tea to the moon.

"Maodan, what did that guy say?"

The old guy looked at Xiao Yuanfang who was walking over here and asked with a chuckle.

"Uh, hairy egg!" Xiao Yuanfang had forgotten how many years ago he heard his nickname last time, and he couldn't help but have three black lines on his forehead. Now the world has the qualifications to call him, and the one who dares to call him this nickname is the one in front of him.

Although Xiao Yuanfang muttered in his heart, he still replied with respect: "On the full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and an immortal flying from the sky."

The old guy showed a playful look in his eyes and said to himself: "On the full moon night, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes to the west, flying immortals from the sky, the imperial throne has been lonely for too long."

Xiao Yuanfang, who walked to the old guy, asked with some concern: "Grandmaster, they are all masters who are rare, and the two of them are too angry. At that time, one of them can't control themselves and both sides will be injured."

The old guy looked up at Xiao Yuanfang and signaled him to sit down, then replied with a smile: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Uh!" Xiao Yuanfang said, he was really dark under the light, and he forgot that the grandfather in front of him, who looked like an old farmer in the countryside, was a peerless strong man. In the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and later the Anti-Japanese period, I don't know how many heads were cut off. It's not an exaggeration to say that they were piled up into mountains. And as far as he knew, the heads cut off by the grandfather were not the role of a little miscellaneous!

Take a step back and say that the two people who are about to showdown are all trained by the grandfather. You don’t have to think about the methods of their methods. With him in the side, the chance of an accident does not exist at all!

"That kid is Su Zhendong's grandson, which is really interesting."

Just as Xiao Yuanfang was thinking about the showdown that was about to begin, the old guy suddenly mentioned Wang Le's bumpy life experience, which made Xiao Yuanfang stunned.

At this time, the old guy continued: "It seems that the imperial throne's urban life in the past two or three years has also worn away his thoughts of killing. Otherwise, if I came to the capital this time, I wouldn't see Old Friend Su."

"Uh!" Xiao Yuanfang's hair stood up behind her back. The butt she had just sat on the stone bench seemed to be stabbed, and she felt so uncomfortable. The Grandpa said so much that he was shocked and said a little uncomfortable: " Grandpa, no matter what, Wang Le kept the Su family's blood on his body. He shouldn't have such an inhumane thing."

The old guy smiled and looked at Xiao Yuanfang and said, "You boy said this so hard. Have you forgotten that if he hadn't had his thoughts on killing too much and his human nature was about to be wiped out, would I let him go? Or would I think I would let him go for your sake?"

Xiao Yuanfang said a little embarrassedly: "You have both!"

The old guy nodded and said, "Yes, if you didn't plead for mercy, you really have to consider it. After all, the throne is the strongest ace I have cultivated, and I can kill myself every time. At that time, I wanted to see if he finally became a killing machine with inhumanity and pure inhumanity, and after reaching the peak of the killing Tao, can he be reborn in blood, transcend from the strongest aces I cultivated under my hands, and eventually become my most ideal guardian of Taoism."

Speaking of this, the old guy sighed and said, "What a pity."

After Xiao Yuanfang sat aside and listened quietly, he felt aroused in his heart and asked, "Grandmaster, are you finally going to take that last step?"

The old guy nodded, with an uncertain look on his face. His already a little cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and unstable, and he said vaguely: "I still want to see what the scenery on the other side of the mountain is like."

At this moment, Xiao Yuanfang saw that his grandfather was still a little hunched, and his whole body was completely straightened, as if he had turned into a giant mountain, leaving the wind and rain, and still remained unmoved!
Chapter completed!