"Daddy, this big night, let's talk about it until dawn. ”

"No, I have to say it now!"

"Daddy, what's going on?" Zhao Xue'er asked.

"What else can I do, of course, I want to talk to you about Yan Gongzi!" Zhao Xue'er's mother said happily.

Zhao Xue'er seemed to have guessed what her parents were going to say to her, and suddenly a crimson flushed on her face.

"Father, mother, if you two are fine, your daughter will rest. ”

Zhao Xue'er walked outside the door as she spoke.

"This girl, don't go, your mother still hasn't said anything to you. Zhao Si exclaimed.

"Dad, my daughter is really tired, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

Zhao Xueer closed the door casually and ran to her guest room.

Zhao Xueer turned off the lights and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep, unable to sleep.

"Ugh..."

Zhao Xue'er sighed.

"If it weren't for my father's bedriddenness, I would have been out of the boudoir at my age, and now that my father's leg injury has healed, they have begun to think about my life's affairs. ”

"However, they want to match me with Yan Gongzi, which is also too unrealistic. ”

Zhao Xue'er frowned.

"Yan Gongzi is extremely handsome, not to mention, there is an indescribable momentum on his body, I think he must be the son of a big family, and I am just the daughter of an ordinary family, how can I match Yan Gongzi..."

After a sleepless night, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhao Xue'er's family was taken to the Qingmang Martial Arts Hall by Wang Xiaolong.

After a hearty breakfast, Yan Rufeng took Zhao Xue'er's family to the town to buy real estate.

In the prosperous area of the center of the town, a three-story small building was sold for 18,000 taels of silver, and after some bargaining, Yan Rufeng spent 16,500 taels of silver to negotiate.

"Sister Xue'er, this house will be yours in the future, you and Uncle Zhao will go through the formalities together. Yan Rufeng pointed to the courtyard and smiled.

"Yan Gongzi, such a valuable gift, how can Xue'er He De bear it, you should sign the real estate signature. Zhao Xue'er said in a low voice.

"Miss Cher, just a house is not enough to repay you for saving my life, and if you give me any more politeness, I will be angry. Yan Rufeng pretended to be angry.

"Girl, you see that Yan Gongzi is angry, hurry up and go through the formalities with Daddy. ”

Zhao Si was anxious, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Xue'er and asked her to sign the title deed.

Subsequently, Yan Rufeng bought some furniture and daily necessities in the town and sent them to Zhao Xueer's house.

Zhao Xueer's parents smiled even more when they saw this.

The Zhao family of three, plus the personnel who came to help in the Qingmang Martial Arts Hall, more than a dozen people were busy cleaning up, lighting a fire and cooking food, so it was not lively.

"Yan Gongzi... Yan Gongzi..."

A hurried voice came from outside the hospital.

Yan Rufeng heard that it was Wang Xiaolong's voice and hurriedly greeted him.

"Curator Wang, what's going on?"

Wang Xiaolong gasped and said, "Young Master Yan, the Tang Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion in Tang Ancient Town next door has challenged our Martial Arts Pavilion. ”

Yan Rufeng frowned, and said in his heart: "It's normal for the two martial arts halls to fight, even on the earth, it happens from time to time, not to mention in this god realm..."

Glancing at Wang Xiaolong, who was anxious, Yan Rufeng said, "Curator Wang, have you taken their challenge?" ”

"Yan Gongzi, they are under the battle book of life and death, if we don't accept it, then there is no need for our martial arts hall to exist. ”

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng said with a smile: "Director Wang, then you know the Tang Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion, why do you want to write a life and death battle book?"

Wang Xiaolong shook his head.

"That's going to be hard. ”

Yan Rufeng thought for a moment and said, "Curator Wang, did they say when they would come?"

"This afternoon!"

"So quickly!"

Yan Rufeng hurriedly said: "Director Wang, don't worry, I'll go to the martial arts hall with you." ”

Wang Xiaolong didn't move.

"Curator Wang, what do you mean?" Yan Rufeng wondered.

Wang Xiaolong hugged his fists and said: "Yan Gongzi, Tang Gu Martial Arts Pavilion Feng Yunai is a powerhouse in the Heavenly God Realm, it is said that his cultivation is infinitely close to the True God Realm, I am afraid that this challenge will be unfavorable to you, so..."

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng interrupted: "So, you have to think that you don't want me to participate in the affairs of your two martial arts halls." ”

Wang Xiaolong nodded.

"Pavilionist Wang, you don't have to worry about it so much, even if their martial arts hall really has a True God Realm powerhouse, I will protect you Qingmang Martial Arts Hall. ”

"But..."

"Director Wang, you don't need to say any more, let's go back to the Martial Arts Hall..."

In the Qingmang Martial Arts Hall, everyone's faces were heavy, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Yan Rufeng sat in the courtyard, drinking tea leisurely.

On the street of Qingmang Town, a group of murderous martial artists suddenly came, and they did not stop and walked towards the Qingmang Martial Arts Hall quickly.

"Wang Xiaolong!"

A domineering voice sounded in the sky above the Qingmang Martial Arts Pavilion.

"It's coming!"

"The people from the Tang Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion are here. ”

Wang Xiaolong, whose eyes were blank, suddenly lifted his spirit and greeted him.

"Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to be so fast, you just received the battle letter in the morning, and you rushed over. ”

"Humph!"

"Wang Xiaolong, I heard that there is a Heavenly God Realm powerhouse in your martial arts hall, where is he?"

The person who spoke to Wang Xiaolong was none other than Feng Yu, the curator of the Tang Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion, who was extremely belligerent and a fierce character, and he couldn't see anyone else better than him.

"Director Feng, it may be that the rumors are wrong, our Qingmang Martial Arts Pavilion does not have the person you mentioned. Wang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Huh!"

Feng Yu sneered.

"Come on, bring Wu Bucheng over. ”

A familiar figure walked over.

"Wu Bucheng!"

Wang Xiaolong roared angrily.

"I was looking for you, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door, and someone came to take Wu Bucheng down. ”

"Wait!"

Feng Yu smiled and said: "Wang Xiaolong, before you arrest someone, please take a look clearly, Wu Bucheng is now a person from my Tang Gu Martial Arts Pavilion, and you have no right to arrest people from my Tang Gu Martial Arts Hall." ”

"What?"

Wang Xiaolong, who was stunned, looked at Wu Bucheng again, and sure enough, he found that the clothes Wu Bucheng was wearing were the costumes of the Tang Ancient Martial Arts Hall.

"Haha..."

Wu Bucheng saw that Wang Xiaolong didn't say a word, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Wang Xiaolong, didn't you send people around to arrest me, I'm here, you're here to arrest me. ”

"Haha..."

"Smack..."

A resounding slap hit Wu Bucheng in the face.

"Who hit me!" Wu Bucheng covered his face and roared angrily.

"I, Yan Rufeng!"

Yan Rufeng walked over slowly.

"Are you Yan Rufeng?" Wu Bucheng asked.

"That's right, I'm the one your cousin wants to kill. Yan Rufeng said lightly.

Wu Bucheng walked towards Feng Yu suddenly.

"Curator, that kid is the new Heavenly God Realm powerhouse from the Qingmang Martial Arts Pavilion, and the magic medicine that my cousin said can cure broken bones is from him!"

"Yan Rufeng. ”

"Huh!"

Feng Yu looked at Yan Rufeng coldly, and said disdainfully: "Yan Rufeng, hand over the secret recipe of the magic medicine, and the director of this hall can let you and the Qingmang Martial Arts Hall and the others go!"

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