"Xu Wen?" Han Zhuo looked back at Jian Wei, "Is that what you just said about Uncle Cai?"

With tears in her eyes, Jane Wei nodded slightly, unable to speak.

Jian Zuoliang coughed twice at this time, and said forcefully: "I haven't been by Jian Qiang and Weiwei all these years, my father is old, and he has injuries on his body, Senior Brother Cai has always regarded their brothers and sisters as his own flesh and blood, and I can't think of it...... Alas, it was Jian Zuoliang who couldn't stand them, and even the two senior brothers Zong Mu and Zhenming were also injured. ”

The other two martial arts masters, one named Wang Zongmu and the other Tan Zhenming, also worshiped under Jian Youchen since childhood, and shook their heads again and again: "We're fine, Senior Brother Cai's revenge, as well as Ming Hao's revenge, must be avenged." ”

Speaking of Si Minghao, the new disciples of the Jiangzhou branch in the room, including Leng Ru, were even more indignant, they had no impression of Cai Xuwen within a few days of entering the museum, but they got along with Si Minghao day and night, and saw the power of national arts, and admired it very much in their hearts, and they were already looking forward to following Teacher Si to concentrate on cultivation and show their ambitions in the future, who knew that this kind of thing would happen.

"It's a pity that the enemy is dark and I am clear, otherwise how can they be so arrogant. Jian Zuoliang was very weak, after saying this, he coughed a few more times, and fell on the bed, Jian Wei hurriedly ran over, helped him to sleep again, and sobbed: "Dad, stop talking, have a good rest." ”

Han Zhuo saw that Jian Zuoliang was seriously injured, so he turned on his magic sense again and scanned his injuries, only to see that there was no visible external injury on his body, only a crescent-shaped bruise on his chest, and the middle part was already black and purple, as if he had been hit hard by some kind of weapon, injuring his internal organs.

"Mr. Jane, you have serious internal injuries. Han Zhuo directly took out a blood jade from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, "It should be contained for at least three hours a day, it can relieve the pain, and it can be worn on the body after forty-nine days, but ...... I'm afraid you can't live without this blood jade in your life. ”

Jian Zuoliang took the blood jade in his mouth, and suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear, and there seemed to be a warm current surging through his limbs, and his heart was no longer stuffy, but it was inconvenient to speak with something in his mouth, so he sat up with his body propped up and cast a grateful look at Han Zhuo.

Jian Youchen saw that Han Zhuo could see immediate results when he made a casual move, and almost knelt down for Han Zhuo in excitement, but was stopped by him: "Old man Jian, you are tired of traveling and driving, and you are too sad and angry, so sit down and have a good rest." "Straight to the edge of the bed.

Jian Youchen's realm of great strength, like a child, was pulled over by Han Zhuo, and his heart was excited, shocked, grateful and other emotions intertwined, and the list was endless.

"Mr. Han, you have been so kind to our Jian family, and I don't know how to repay it. ”

"Old man Jian doesn't have to see outside, although there are a little more ingredients that Mr. Jian has brought over, but he is also the director of the Jiangzhou branch library in name, and he still has to do his best, if you must repay it, find a way to find a piece of blood jade and return it to me." ”

Han Zhuo remembered that this kind of jade was very rare, most of it was found by Chu Qiang through underground forces, and he had already collected it, but now he gave Jian Zuoliang one, and he needed to wear it for life, so he couldn't come back, so he could only let Jian Youchen find another one for himself, and give him a step down by the way.

Jian Youchen immediately patted his chest: "Although the blood jade is rare, the old man has visited his protégé all over the past, and he has to find one and return it to Mr. Han." ”

"Okay, now let's talk about what's going on. Jian Wei asked Leng Ru to bring a chair at this time, and Han Zhuo sat down, "There is no need for so many people here, Mr. Jian is very weak, and he can't stand so many people sharing yang qi with him." ”

Han Zhuo didn't like so many people crowded into a small room, so he made a nonsense to drive others away, who knew that those who were like holy decrees, their faces showed guilty expressions, and they all felt that they were ignorant, and they had to have Mr. Han here, otherwise they would miss Jian Zuoliang's injury.

Jian Zuoliang saw Han Zhuo say this with a smile on his face, and knew that he was talking nonsense, but he didn't dare to take the blood jade out of his mouth casually, and pulled Jian Youchen on the side of the bed and said vaguely: "Dad, just let the two senior brothers stay." ”

Jian Youchen nodded, and ordered: "Zong Mu, Zhenming, you two stay, the others go back first, the hall has rested for the past two days, Weiwei, I haven't seen the new disciples, you take them, and you have ordered the "Outline of Real Strength" to practice every day, don't relax." ”

Jian Wei originally wanted to stay, but seeing that Jian Youchen had instructions and understood that they had to say something that they couldn't know, she nodded sensibly and turned around and said, "Senior brothers, junior brothers, let's go out first, and go to the martial arts hall outside to explain your daily cultivation in the past two days." As he spoke, he led a room of teachers and students outside.

Leng Ru looked a little hesitant in the back, and Han Zhuo saw it and asked: "Your teacher's business is the matter of the hall, I don't make the decision, Grandmaster Jian will also be the master, don't think about it, improving your strength is the right way." ”

Leng Ru was told by Han Zhuo's words, nodded heavily, and Han Zhuo asked again: "By the way, didn't you have a good friend before, who always played with Ren Mengying and Xiaoyou, and also entered the museum, why didn't you see her?"

Leng Ru replied: "Wang Tingting? Her teacher is not Teacher Si, after something happened in the hall, she went home to practice first." ”

"Yes. Han Zhuo nodded, signaling him to go out first, and out of the corner of his eye, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with a delicate face, he was a little different from the people around him, although his face had been gloomy, but the others were mostly angry, but he was hiding himself more.

Han Zhuo "didn't know each other", so he forced him out, he had met this person before, and then pointed out in public: "Hey, that...... You, yes, just you, come here. ”

The young man pointed at himself uncertainly, and finally had no choice but to walk up to Han Zhuo: "Han ...... Curator, did you call me?"

Han Zhuopi didn't smile: "You are Zhao Zhengyan, right?" As soon as the words fell, Jian Youchen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, changed his face and asked repeatedly: "Are you Zhao Zhengyan, the grandson of Zhao Huanshan?"

Zhao Zhengyan's face turned bitter, and he nodded in embarrassment: "Yes, the juniors have saluted Grandmaster Jian and Pavilion Master Han." "I really want to kneel on the ground.

Han Zhuo frowned slightly, what's going on in this world, from the great grandmaster to the high school students, they all love to kowtow to him so much? Raising his hand and waving it gently, a breeze stroked him, Zhao Zhengyan was fanned and took two steps back, but he didn't kneel down at all, he half-bent over, and bowed deeply.

Jian Youchen's face was still ugly, the Zhao family was the family he had been guarding against in Nanzhou, and he supported the Zhou family to take the throne, because he was worried that Zhao Huanshan's family would dominate and let them compete with the Zhao family in the economic market, who would have thought that Zhao Huanshan's grandson would actually enter the Martial Arts National Art Museum, or in the Jiangzhou Branch, obviously he had the intention to avoid himself.

Jian Zuoliang gently tugged at the placket of his clothes on the bed, and still said vaguely: "Dad, it's a long story, let's talk to Mr. Han about business first." Seeing this, Jian Youchen stopped talking, although his face was suspicious.

Han Zhuo sat on the chair, still looking at Zhao Zhengyan with a smile, he should have entered the museum on the same day as Leng Ru, Leng Ru's students were still staying on the "Outline of Real Strength", and they didn't even enter the door, and this Zhao Zhengyan was already at the level of the middle and high stages of real strength, is this considered an art investment teacher? Zhao Huanshan seems to have put a lot of effort into this grandson.

After Zhao Zhengyan bowed, seeing that everyone didn't speak, they all looked at themselves, very uncomfortable, and finally asked first: "Director Han, you stopped me, do you have anything to ask?"

Han Zhuo chuckled: "It's okay, you go out with the others first." ”

Zhao Zhengyan's face suddenly became a little bitter, and he thought, "What did you old man do when you stopped me, I was exposed in front of Jian Youchen." But he didn't dare to speak, and bowed slightly and exited the room.

After Zhao Zhengyan left, there were only five people left in the room: Jian Youchen and his son, Wang Zongmu, Tan Zhenming and Han Zhuo.

Wang Zongmu and Tan Zhenming refused to sit down, and stood at the end of the bed, just when Han Zhuo opened his magic sense, he felt that these two people were indeed injured, thinking that although the hooked nose was also a martial arts master, he did not have the strength of the peak of volleying strength, and it was not difficult to kill Si Minghao and seriously injure Jian Zuoliang.

But against the three martial arts masters, he can still kill one and injure two, it is indeed very evil, more evil than his own reincarnated Demon Venerable, and asked the two of them first: "Two, the person who killed your Senior Brother Cai is not a hook nose?"

It was not the first time that these two people had seen Han Zhuo's skills, they didn't look surprised, but their faces were more guilty, and they were silent for two seconds before Wang Zongmu spoke first: "Yes, Mr. Han, he is a martial arts master, we judge with Senior Brother Cai, at most the middle of the look, so ......"

"So you underestimated the enemy. Han Zhuo said, "I saw that day that among the five of you senior brothers, there are two of them who are at the peak of their Volley Strength or Dacheng, except