"Excuse me, where do you want to go?" Su Yetian asked with a smile as he blocked the eavesdropper's way.

The man flicked his sleeves, and the purple poisonous mist burst out in midair, engulfing Su Yetian.

"Hmph, Su Yetian, I didn't expect a character like you to stand on the side of the Song family, but after falling for my hundred poison king Peng Zhen's desperate death, no matter how strong you are, there is only one way to die!" Peng Zhen laughed cruelly.

An arm poked out of the poisonous mist and pinched his head.

"I didn't hear clearly, who did you say was dead?" Su Yetian's face emerged from the fog, and the corners of his mouth were mocking.

"How is it possible!!" Peng Zhen's eyes widened, and fear enveloped his body.

He was slammed to the ground, his bones shattered, his meridians broken, and he was a cripple in every sense of the word.

"He calls himself the king of a hundred poisons, and nine times out of ten he is the one who poisoned the food, so while he still has a breath, let's get more information. Su Yetian fell to the ground abruptly, and without looking back, he walked leisurely towards the attic.

Only Song Jiang, who had just come back to his senses, looked at his back and muttered in shock: "It is worthy of the demon who turned Huaxia upside down with his own strength, such a keen insight, such terrifying strength, with him in my Song family, he may really be able to survive this catastrophe!"

Early the next morning, the Song family reopened the banquet to make up for last night's gaffe, this time the meal was of course non-toxic, otherwise how could the Song family's face exist?

"Mr. Ye Tian, we have already found out the matter, the one who poisoned the meal was indeed Peng Zhen, the king of the hundred poisons, he was the first to be arranged by the enemy, and he wanted to wipe out my Song family unknowingly, so as to avoid the follow-up turmoil, fortunately he was broken by Mr., so he was not succeeded by the other party!" Song Hai was grateful.

"Oh, have you found out who is behind it?" Su Yetian took a sip of the broth and said lightly.

"The Hundred Poison King doesn't know who is behind the scenes, he is a killer of the rivers and lakes, driven by interests, only takes money, and doesn't care who the person who pays the money is, whether it succeeds or not, he plans to withdraw, and now his first move has failed, and the people who are watching in the dark should also know about Mr. Wanghai Villa, and I hope they will be jealous. Song Hai hesitated.

"Oh, I wish they had come without fear, so that I could catch them all. Su Yetian said lightly.

Hearing this, Song Hai, Song Jiang, and Song He all looked at each other: they were really bold.

Click. At this time, Song Qingshan, the eldest of the Song family who was sitting at the end of the seat, put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and walked in front of Su Yetian, and everyone stopped talking and looked over.

"Junior Song Qingshan, meet Grandmaster Ye Tian!" he bowed.

Su Yetian still lowered his head and drank the soup, deaf to it.

But Song Qingshan still bowed down, not caring about Su Yetian's indifference.

"Then, that Mr. Ye Tian, Qingshan is Xiaohe's dog, and he has always admired Mr., so I want to take this opportunity to ask Mr. for some advice. Song He on the side rubbed his old hands and said honestly.

"Oh, what do you want to ask this seat to give you?" Su Yetian put down the soup bowl, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and raised his eyes slightly.

"Qiyu great master, the younger generation has been fond of martial arts since childhood, thanks to the cultivation of the family, the year of the weak crown into the realm of the five qi dynasty, originally wanted to go to Jiangdong, worship thousands of hands Ye Jiuyou as a teacher, but before leaving, I heard that Mr. in Jiangdong and Ye Jiuyou had the upper hand in the battle, so I admired, last night I saw Mr. standing in the air, his palm was thundering, he saved my second brother's life, turned his hand to solve the danger of my Song family, and Chengjue was the husband...... Therefore, the juniors have a reluctant request, during the stay of the great grandmaster, let the juniors follow the apprenticeship, ask for more benefits, and pay homage to the divine power, so as to increase their knowledge and knowledge!" After speaking, Song Qingshan kowtowed heavily.

Su Yetian looked down at Song Qingshan, and saw that although he was not good-looking, he carried a masculine aura between his eyebrows, his eyes were resolute and spirited, and his internal qi was abnormally full.

"Okay, you are allowed to follow the apprenticeship ten zhang away. Su Yetian said lightly.

"Thank you, Great Grandmaster!" Song Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he raised his head and said gratefully.

"Qingshan, it's really worthy of being my son, I, Song He, am confused, how could I give birth to such a good boy as you!" Song He on the side wiped tears with emotion.

"Alas, the virtuous nephew is so motivated, if my Song family can survive this catastrophe, the future is just around the corner. Song Jiang was sincerely happy for Song Qingshan's progress, but he couldn't help but shake his head, thinking of his unpromising son.

"Well, please, please let me follow too!" At that moment, a submissive voice came from the door.

Everyone looked over, only to see Song Tianao, the second young master of the Song family, who was poisoned and almost died last night, appearing at the door, his face was much better, but his complexion was still a little weak.

"Tianao, what are you messing around!" Song Jiang exclaimed.

"Father, my son didn't mess around, last night I went from life to death, from death to life, I had a feeling, life in the world is like a white horse, maybe it will end when it will end, instead of living a stiff life, it is better to end with a bang, I yearn to be a person like Mr. Ye Tian, so ...... Please let me follow, even if it's to lift my shoes!"

"Mr. Ye Tian, the dog is not talented, please be gracious!" The prodigal son turned around, Song Jiang burst into tears, and knelt down.

"Okay, okay, I really can't stand you one by one. Su Yetian waved his hand speechlessly, which was considered a favor.

Looking at this scene, the old Song Hai couldn't help but burst into tears: "The arrival of Mr. Ye Tian has really brought a new atmosphere to my Song family, Tang Long, Tang Long, you still have vision." ”

Located in an ancient castle in the remote suburbs of Jiangbei City, a gust of wind blows and candles are lit.

"Peng Zhen's action failed and did not succeed, and our first move was exposed. ”

"I really didn't expect that Su Yetian to wade into this muddy water! This is really troublesome, that is the existence of Heavenly Master Dao and Zheng joining forces, and they haven't won it!"

"Why don't we stay in the Song family forever and never leave!"

"The specific action depends on what the gentleman means, Lord Mo Liyan has already reported the situation to him, and there should be an answer soon. ”

The wind was howling, the iron windows creaked, and suddenly there was a black shadow under the candlelight, with a tall figure, dressed as an ancient swordsman, with his hair tied up, his hair color black and white, and two swords on his back.

"Don't leave the mourning lord!" everyone in the room bowed and saluted.

Mo Liyan, ranked third on the list of Huaxia Grandmasters, a famous swordsman in Huaxia, bears the name of 'Sword Saint', and controls the famous swords 'Purple Electricity' and 'Qingshuang'.

"The action remains the same, that's what the gentleman meant. Sword Saint Mo Lixian said.