Chapter 69: A Hundred Schools of Thought

"Ling Xiao! I curse you, I can't die well! I turn into a ghost, and I want to come back to you!"

Ling Da's eyes were scarlet, staring at Ling Xiao deadly, eager to peel him off and cramp.

Ling Xiao's face was indifferent, this kind of despair, he had already experienced it, so he would not have the slightest guilt and sympathy.

"Don't worry, for a while, you won't be able to turn into a ghost!"

Ling Xiao's words made Ling Da's heart chuckle.

"Ling Xiao, what do you mean?"

"Zhang Daochu, pull him down, break his limbs, and send someone to take care of him!

"Yes!"

Zhang Daochu waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately dragged Ling Da down.

Ling Da roared angrily.

"Ling Xiao! you will kill me if you have a kind! You will kill me..."

The voice faded away, and everyone couldn't help but shudder, and when they looked at the young man again, they couldn't help but bow their heads slightly.

If you haven't experienced today's scene, it's hard to understand that Ling Xiao's momentum!

At this time, Ling Xiao was just standing there, but everyone was faintly gasping for breath.

Major General of the Dragon Group, extraordinary!

Senior official Sun smiled, stepped forward and said:

"Ling Shao, today, it's Old Man Ling's birthday, this garbage has been cleared out, later, can Ling Shao give me a face, accompany me, a scholar, and have two drinks?"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"I came to celebrate my grandfather's birthday today, and I wrote it down. I have invited chefs from all five-star hotels in Jiangzhou to come here and cook a sumptuous feast for you. Eat and drink well. What happened just now has nothing to do with you, just rest assured!"

"Thank you, young master. ”

"Thank you Ling Shao!"

Everyone answered, and after a while, dozens of large trucks drove outside the village, pulling wooden planks and occupying several acres of wheat fields.

Hundreds of chefs then come together to make a sumptuous lunch.

This hand, without 20 million, can't be lowered!

At this scale, only Ling Xiao has the strength to do it.

Old Man Ling burst into tears of excitement.

The grandson he thought about day and night was now so promising, glorifying his ancestors, which made him extremely proud.

As for Uncle Ling's family, they didn't get any money.

Third Uncle Ling was directly dismissed and became a jobless vagrant.

Aunt Ling San was crying so much, she was so sad that she was going to die!

It was Ling Xue, the little girl, whose face was not shocked, as if she had already seen through all this.

In fact, when she saw Ling Xiao slash Su Hong with a sword, she had already guessed the result.

At that moment, her beautiful eyes caused ripples.

"Ling Xiao, is this your capital?"

Third Uncle Ling's family left the scene gloomily, which did not affect Old Man Ling's birthday.

Old Man Ling has already been extremely disappointed with these two sons.

When the birthday banquet ended, in the afternoon, a group of wealthy people in Jiangzhou gradually left.

Sun Gaoguan and others also said goodbye one after another.

Ling Xiao and the Mooys did not leave.

The two helped the drunken old man to the room to rest, and Ling Xiao took the Mooyi people to look for a cemetery around.

"Young master, this time the rich people in Jiangzhou have given gifts of more than 400 million, do you see these...?"

Xiu'er was in the car and reported to Ling Xiao today's birthday tribute.

Ling Xiao said lightly:

"Leave 100 million and repair Lingjia Village. Grandpa doesn't want to leave Lingjia Village, I can only help him improve his living environment better!"

"Yes!"

"The remaining billions will all be handed over to the Iraqi people. ”

When the Mooi heard this, they quickly waved their hands and refused.

"Ling Xiao, I don't want it! With so much money, I don't know how to use it!"

Ling Xiao gently scraped the bridge of her nose.

"Fool. ”

"You are my woman, you can spend this money as you want! Even if you go to play mahjong and lose everything, so what? I am responsible for earning money to support my family, and you are responsible for being beautiful like a flower, and by the way, I will lose my family!"

There was a warm current in the hearts of Muyi's people, and it was sweet to the heart.

If it weren't for Xiu'er and the driver in the car, she might not be able to help but step forward, put her arms around Ling Xiao's neck, and took the initiative to kiss.

"Ling Xiao, don't worry, I won't spend money indiscriminately. I'll invest well and help you make more money!"

The Mooi swore to themselves.

Xiu'er spoke again:

"Young master, the person of the Iron Fist Gate, has already revealed the rumors and wants to reconcile with you!"

"Reconcile?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

"My words are very clear! Surrender or die! Reconciliation does not exist!"

"Young master, the battle for hegemony is coming. The Iron Fist Gate may be a boost. I suggest that they should still be given a chance!"

"It's Hades' business to give them a chance, and my task is just to send them to see Hades!"

Xiu'er couldn't help but pat her head.

Reasoning with this guy Ling Xiao really won't work!

It's the Mooy, and their pretty eyebrows are twisted.

"What is the Battle of the Hundred Doors?"

Xiu'er explained:

"The battle for hegemony in a hundred doors, which originated in the Warring States Period, is a rule set by the sons of the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"China is big, there are countless sects, but in the end, they all belong to the way of the hundred schools of thought. ”

"Every one of them is trying to reach the pinnacle of Huaxia martial arts and enjoy the supreme glory!"

"However, in the Spring and Autumn Period for hundreds of years, the hundreds of schools of thought fought against each other, not only did not separate you and me, but caused the lives to be destroyed and the people to be displaced. ”

"Later, the first emperor ruled the world and stipulated that all the sons of a hundred schools were allowed to fight a fierce battle every hundred years, so as to determine who is qualified to dominate the rivers and lakes within a hundred years!"

"As long as you get the first place in the Hundred Sects Competition, you can have the qualifications to command the Huaxia Martial Arts Sect three times!

The Mooy's mouth was slightly open.

"Doesn't it sound like it's very powerful!

Xiu'er smiled crookedly.

"This is much more powerful than a novel! The lethality brought by the battle for hegemony in a hundred doors is not trivial! Every time a hundred doors compete for hegemony, the number of dead and injured people will be in the millions! Not to mention anything else, a hundred years ago, if it wasn't for the battle for hegemony in a hundred doors, a large number of Chinese martial arts masters were consumed, how could those barbarians be arrogant?"

"Shh~! Oh my God! Isn't that dangerous?"

"That's nature! Hundreds of doors compete for hegemony, licking blood on the tip of the knife, naturally it is not trivial! Our Guigu has always been ignorant of the world. But this time, the young master is determined to participate in the battle for hegemony in the hundred gates. This is also the first time that our ghost valley has participated in the Hundred Gates Competition! But the young master's wife can rest assured, with the strength of the young master of our family, participating in the Hundred Doors Championship is not necessarily a bad thing!"

"Ling Xiao. ”

The Mooi grabbed Ling Xiao's big hand, his eyes full of worry.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about! Okay, we're here too, get off." ”