Chapter Seventy-Three: The Nantong Flower Family

Now I don't know what happened to the old man, Yin Luo was worried all the way.

"Quick. ”

Nantong Flower House Hall.

"Yun Gongzi, the thing you promised you has been done, I hope you don't forget what you promised to this seat. ”

The middle-aged man in a light gray robe who was sitting on the main seat with a long beard said lightly to another middle-aged man in a white brocade robe.

"This is natural, thanks to the national teacher this time, otherwise I wouldn't have known that this Nantong is such an interesting place. "The middle-aged man in the white brocade robe is Yun Dongsheng from Cloud City, but he likes others to call him a son.

Yun Dongsheng smiled and arched his hand, and then said to the black-clothed old man next to him: "Patriarch Hua has opened my eyes to the fact that there are such strange things in this world. ”

The flower patriarch was even more flattered when he saw this, what kind of big shots were these two, he didn't dare to accept their praise: "It's all some small carving insect skills, and the class has an axe in front of the two." ”

The flower patriarch was a little uneasy, for some reason, when he came back from Cangshan, he had been faintly uneasy in his heart: "It's okay for us to do this, right?"

"It's okay, what are you afraid of, the Yun family has long expelled Yun Wuji from the family tree, you see that his current cultivation is just a little trick, and he has no ability to resist at all. ”

Yun Dongsheng waved his hand, not caring.

"But when I came back, I always thought something was going to happen, and my hunch was always accurate. The premonition was so strong that Patriarch Hua couldn't help but regret it a little.

"Yun Wuji has no friends in Cloud City, and he has been exiled for many years, do you think the many friends he has made can be my opponents? Don't forget, Wuji is a top master in the Xuanzhen Continent, and what is the result?" How can the people of the Xuanzhen Continent be compared to the people of Cloud City.

The words make sense, but.

The Hua patriarch frowned, the Nantong controlled by the Hua family was on the side of the projectile land, and the Gu art that the Hua family was good at had not been recognized for thousands of years.

This time, Yuncheng and the national teacher came to the door, Wuji had no grievances with him, and he was always a little blocked in his heart when he treated others like this.

Knowing the concerns of the flower patriarch, Yun Dongsheng explained very kindly:

"Patriarch, the reason why the Hua family's Gu technique is not recognized by the world is because of the world's fear of the strong, this little Nantong, your Hua family has been nesting long enough, and you don't want the Hua family's prestige to be known and respected by the world? ”

The world avoids Nantong like a snake and scorpion, only this Yun Dongsheng is full of praise after seeing him perform Gu, and he is also a trustworthy person, the rich rewards he promised have been fulfilled, and the next thing is the cultivation conditions of the juniors in the clan, and going to Yuncheng to cultivate will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

Eh, it's useless to think too much, the wood is already in the boat.

"Yun Gongzi, the juniors in the clan will all rely on you in the future, and I will take Yun Gongzi as the head of the horse to repay the kindness of the son. ”

"In the future, I will inherit the position of lord of the city, and I will not forget what I said today. ”

"Congratulations to both of you. As he spoke, the three of them raised their glasses in celebration.

The three of them in the hall talked happily, but they didn't know the danger and slowly approached them.

Not to mention that the Hua family kicked the iron plate, even Yuncheng was also killed.

"According to the current process, how long will it take to get to the Hua family?"

"Master, it's almost there, at the latest, I can go to the southern capital where the Hua family is located in the evening. Ye Xue knew that Yin Luo was in a hurry, and kept calculating the distance along the way.

Yin Luo's eyes are like torches, and Nantong Huajia is not small.