After Li Xingbang saw Ling Tian come in, he picked up a tea bowl from the tea table, poured him a cup of tea, and asked Ling Tian to come and sit.

Ling Tian walked to the tea table, sat on the quaint rattan chair and drank a cup of tea, savoring the taste.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect you to be the leader behind the Killing God Temple, no wonder I haven't been able to find out where you have been in the past few years.

"What are your plans on coming back this time?" Li Xingbang looked at Ling Tian with a radiant expression.

"I came back just to spend the second half of my life with Li Qiongcheng plainly, but I didn't expect that one thing after another came back after the sky did not follow people's wishes, and now I plan to develop the power of the God Killing Temple in Huaxia, so as to protect the people I want to protect.

"Very good, this is what a manly husband should do, I'm old, and I won't live for a few years, and the Li family will be handed over to you and Li Qiongcheng in the future, you must treat Li Qiongcheng well." After Li Xingbang finished speaking, he walked back to the room with his body bent.

Ling Tian chatted with Li Qiongcheng next to the tea table about the future development of the Li family and the Temple of Killing Gods.

"Qiongcheng Qiongcheng, now that Yangcheng's business has entered the regular market, I want you to take over Zhang Song's business and go to the provincial capital to develop.

"Can I do it? It's the Li family's business, and now I'm too busy to deal with it, and if I take over Zhang Song's business again, I'm afraid I won't be able to cope with it." ”

"It's okay, Zhang Song will cooperate with you.

"Alright then, I'll try it first.

The two chatted for a while, called the Li family's servant to clean up the tea table, said hello to Li's mother, and went back to Ling Tian's villa.

When I got home, I saw that Ye Zhantian and Zhou Kun hadn't gone upstairs to rest, eating the fruit that the maid had washed for them on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

After seeing Li Qiongcheng and Ling Tian come in, they all got up to say hello.

"What are you talking about, watching you two eyebrows flutter?" When he entered the door, he saw the two of them chatting happily, and Ling Tian asked curiously.

"Let's talk about when our temple was first established. Thinking of the time when the Temple of Killing God had just been established, Ye Zhantian's face unconsciously smiled.

"Tell me about it too, he didn't tell me in detail how you met in the first place. Li Qiongcheng also leaned over and sat on the sofa, wanting to hear how Ling Tian had established the world's largest mercenary organization in the first place.

Ling Tian also walked to the sofa and sat beside Li Qiongcheng to listen to Ye Zhantian talk about the past.

"Sister-in-law, you don't know, when our temple was first established, we were very poor, and we couldn't eat enough.

"At first, it wasn't called the Temple of Killing God at all, but because I, the boss, and Liu Wuru always couldn't eat, so when I ate, I was very able to eat, so I named it the Temple of the God of Food.

"Later, a few of us picked up Zhou Kun, who was seriously injured because he was betrayed by his teammates, and the boss saved him before staying with us. ”

"After that, the people over there came to retaliate, and we only rose a little bit in the Middle East, and at the beginning, the boss didn't have the skills he has now, and he was on the verge of danger several times..."

"Don't talk about it, let's rest early. Ling Tian stopped Ye Zhantian, who was going to continue.

Because it was his experience of dying several times in the Middle East, he didn't want Li Qiongcheng to feel heartache.

Ye Zhantian also felt that he had said a little too much, patted Zhou Kun beside him, and the two of them went upstairs to rest together.

At this time, it was in a remote house around Kyoto.

Liu Wuchang was trembling and kneeling in front of a middle-aged man in a black robe.

There was not a trace of blood on this middle-aged man's face, just like a person who had not seen the sun all year round.

He has thick eyebrows, a square face and big ears, and a straight nose and mouth, but the vicissitudes of life in his eyes are like that of an old man who is already seventy or eighty years old.

The middle-aged man had an angry face on his face, and his eyes looked at Liu Wuchang in front of him fiercely.

This middle-aged man is Jiang Tianyang, the master of the Broken Soul Gate who has just come out.

In fact, this Jiang Tianyang is already over seventy years old, and he relies on the evil magic in the sect to maintain his appearance and physical condition of about forty years old.

As soon as Jiang Tianyang came out of the customs today, he received the news that Zhang Xuejun, the king of northern law, and his father and son were all crazy, so he became angry like this.

"Who swept away the northern forces of my Broken Soul Gate?" Jiang Tianyang angrily asked Liu Wuchang, who had just returned from Zhang Xuejun in front of him.

"The master of the Hui Sect is a kid named Ling Tian in Yangcheng, and this kid is very skilled. Liu Wuchang, who was kneeling in front of Jiang Tianyang, replied worriedly.

"What is the identity of this kid, how could he easily sweep away the northern forces of my Broken Soul Gate, and also killed a hundred elite soldiers and strong generals that I have cultivated for many years in one fell swoop?

"This villain doesn't know, but he just knows that he is skilled, as if he has some blood hatred for our Soul Breaking Gate.

"You shit, you don't know anything, what's the use of me keeping you. After Jiang Tianyang finished speaking, he slapped it out of the air

Liu Wuchang, who was kneeling on the ground, felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car, and then flew out, and then fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then struggled to kneel in front of Jiang Tianyang.

"You must find out his details within a month, otherwise I want your life, get out of here."

Liu Wuchang rolled out of the house with a roll.

Jiang Tianyang was the only one left in the room and said to himself: "Ling Tian, you little wretch, I have to crush you to ashes when I break the soul gate."

Early the next morning, Ling Tian called Zhang Song and Ye Zhantian to go to the provincial capital.

It is planned to set up a security company in the provincial capital first.

A few people walked around the provincial city several times, and finally saw a landmark building in the center of the city advertised for sale

Ling Tian felt that this building was good, and planned to buy it as a base for the Killing God Temple in the provincial capital in the future. After asking Zhang Song to stop the car at the door, Ling Tian, Ye Zhantian and Zhou Kun got out of the car, and then asked Zhang Song to go to the parking lot to park the car and come to them again.

Ling Tian and a few people walked into this building and asked the front desk who they wanted to communicate with to negotiate the price of this building.

The front desk looked at a few people and was suspicious, these people were wearing too ordinary, how did they look like they bought this building.

It's no wonder that the little girl at the front desk, although Ling Tian is worth trillions, but where will the rough old men who have been in the pile of dead people all the year round on their side pamper themselves, how they dress at will.

There is really not too much exquisiteness, and it will always be misunderstood.

Finally, the front desk saw the confirmed eyes of the three people in front of him before calling his manager. After a while, a middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body came out of the elevator in the building.

The middle-aged man walked up to Ling Tian in square steps, looking Ling Tian up and down with his eyes.