With a simple water avoidance spell, the water on the man's body flowed down into droplets, and his body instantly became dry.

Two beautiful maids came over and changed into clean clothes, black clothes and black trousers, and the maids carefully buttoned all the buttons for them.

The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he ripped the buttons open, leaving only three buttons, revealing his entire strong chest.

On his chest, there is a black sun, which looks extremely wanton, just like his whole temperament.

The man walked to the terrace of the Mingxin Hall and looked in the direction of Zhang Baiyuan's entry into the city.

The current Tianxian Mansion has changed, it has become more than it was back then, and it can even be said that it is a world of difference, I don't know if the descendants of the Confucius Temple, which disappeared hundreds of years ago, were surprised when they stepped into the Tianxian Mansion?

Will he realize that, hundreds of years later, everything is no longer what it used to be?

The attendant officer was still waiting for his order beside him, and the man withdrew his gaze and looked at this ordinary-looking middle-aged man: "When the meeting is held tomorrow, receive him according to the standard of receiving the patriarch, you go to the Shen family again, tell him that I will meet him at noon tomorrow, and ask him to rest for a day at the Shen family to relieve the fatigue of the journey." ”

The attendant took the order, but before he was about to retreat, the man stopped him: "Do your best to meet all the demands he makes—there is no room for compromise in courtesy." ”

The attendant stepped back, and a young man dressed in fine clothes, with short hair and an extraordinary handsome face, stepped forward from the side—he had been standing by a nearby pillar before: "Father, do you think that heir of the Confucius Temple is true or false?"

"It doesn't matter," the man looked at his son, "whether the specific heir is true or not depends on the next development." As for now, all I can say is ...... It was indeed not a farce, and the sudden appearance of the heirs gave us a big 'surprise'. ”

The young man lowered his eyelids and made an appearance of humbly asking for advice: "What do you think of his intentions?"

"Before we met, all the intentions could only be guessed, judging by the momentum he created as soon as he arrived, and the rumors that were clearly promoted, he certainly wouldn't have made his intentions clear in advance," the man shook his head, "You can find an opportunity to get in touch and see his attitude." ”

The young man agreed, turned and left the room.

The man turned and continued to look in the direction of the city.

Young and curious, just give him such a chance to break through, maybe something interesting will happen.

After seeing the attendant leave the palace, the man said to the air next to him: "Dark night, go and monitor Shen Xiuqi and his party, and report back if there is any situation." ”

As soon as the man's voice fell, a veil under the nearby pillars shook slightly, but no figure appeared.

"Also, don't get too close, after all, there are still some old stubborns. The man added.

The veil beneath the columns remained motionless.

.........

"Dad, is this what you call a master?" Zhuang Zixuan asked in a low voice to Zhuang's father.

In front of them sat a fat monk with fat meat, and the fat on his body was stacked layer by layer, looking oily.

Father Zhuang and Zhuang Zixuan sat cross-legged opposite him, pouring fragrant tea on the coffee table in the middle.

Father Zhuang glared at Zhuang Zixuan, smiled at the fat monk and said, "Jiawen, this kid will be handed over to you, just yesterday, he encountered some problems." ”

Jiawen is the fat monk in front of him, and at this time, the fat monk is frowning and looking Zhuang Zixuan up and down.

Zhuang Zixuan was so goosebumps that he looked at him, and he didn't know what this fat monk was going to do.

The fat monk Bia chirped and looked at Zhuang's father: "Zhuang Cheng, your son, Yintang is black, his eyes are blank, his lips are cracked and his tongue is scorched, and his spirit is scattered, this is a disaster of blood and light." ”

Zhuang Zixuan's head was big for a while, what are you a monk talking about, you don't look like an iron mouth, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense.

Father Zhuang also frowned, "Jiawen, can you say something that I can understand, why is it so chattering?"

"It's that your son has been in danger recently, but if you can survive this crisis, the future is bright. Gavin shrugged and changed his words.

"What danger?" Zhuang Zixuan asked curiously.

"Have you ever thought that this world is not as simple as you imagined?" Master Jiawen looked at Zhuang Zixuan with a meaningful smile.

"Of course I do. Zhuang Zixuan snorted disdainfully, he himself is a supernatural person, and he has received the personal guidance of the ancestor of the Zhuang family, and he knows more than this fat monk?

"Be respectful to me, don't be a fat monk and a fat monk, and besides, are you a stranger?" Jia Wen glanced up at Zhuang Zixuan.

"Lying .. Damn, do you know how to read minds?" Zhuang Zixuan originally wanted to say that he was lying down, but remembering that Zhuang's father was still beside him, he quickly changed his words.

Jiawen shook his head and said, "I'm not a mind reader, but a mind reader, which is much more advanced than mind reading." ”

So guess what I'm thinking right now?

"Why should I guess, since it's his heart, do I still need to guess?" Jia Wen looked at Zhuang Zixuan with some amusement.

Zhuang Zixuan was completely convinced now, his father still knew such a ruthless person? Why didn't he know before?

"There's so much you don't know, and you don't know your dad at all. Jiawen took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"Why don't I know my dad anymore?" Zhuang Zixuan said with some unconvinced, "His birthday is February 14th, his favorite drink is Sprite, his favorite game is FPS games, and his favorite game is "Half-Life 2". ”

Jiawen laughed, fortunately he didn't drink tea in his mouth, otherwise Zhuang Zixuan thought that if the tea in his mouth spewed out, he could definitely take a tea bath for himself.

"Let me start by, my mouth isn't that big, it's not a shower, and besides, you think this is getting to know your dad? Jiawen looked at Zhuang's father with a smile, "Isn't it, Optimus Prime?"

"The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, not to mention that I am already retired. Father Zhuang didn't seem to care about what Jiawen said at all, and drank the tea in his hand as if nothing happened.

"What are you talking about? How can I hear in the clouds, isn't Optimus Prime a Transformer?" Zhuang Zixuan looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Your father won't tell you, I'll tell you. Jiawen seemed to have found something interesting, changed his comfortable angle, drank the tea in the teacup in front of him, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhuang Cheng.

"Don't talk about it, I'll tell you. Zhuang Chengbai glanced at Jiawen, how old are they, they are still so unreliable, like a child.

"Originally, I wanted to bury all this in my heart, but now that you have seen it, I don't need to hide anything anymore, if I hide it again, it will hurt you. Zhuang Cheng said lightly.

"You are not the only one with extraordinary abilities, in this world, there are thousands of extraordinary beings, although there are few, but looking at the whole world, there are still many. ”

"And for these supernatural people, the country is naturally not indifferent, almost every country has its own set of plans for managing the superpowers, and our country's plan is to co-opt. ”

Zhuang Zixuan listened to all this with his eyes wide open, although he had long known that his father was not ordinary, but when he heard with his own ears that his father taught him these mysterious cities, he was still quite shocked.

"There is an organization in our country, called the Dragon and Phoenix Clan, this organization is an organization of supernatural beings under the direct jurisdiction of the central government, which is divided into three departments, the Research Department, the Intelligence Department and the War Department. ”

"When your father and I were young, we were a member of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan's battle department, codenamed Optimus Prime. Zhuang Cheng said lightly, as if he was telling other people's stories.

"Your dad had No. 1 in the Dragon and Phoenix Clan's battle department at the time, and his most brilliant record was that he single-handedly picked the spy base of Xiao Ri Ghost in our Qianxiang country, you must know that there are 8 female ninjas in that spy base. Jiawen said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Seven female ninjas, one is a female samurai. Zhuang Cheng said with a little blush.

"Then, Dad, why didn't you do it later?" Zhuang Zixuan asked suspiciously.

"Because I met your mother. Zhuang Cheng's eyes showed warmth.

Zhuang Zixuan: "........"

The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass....

"Daddy, what is your ability?" Zhuang Zixuan asked curiously.

"My ability is called patience. Zhuang Cheng lifted the teapot and poured it into his hand.

"Damn, my top dragon well!" Givan screamed.

"Dad, that's boiling water!" Zhuang Zixuan was also startled, talk well, why did you suddenly come out like this.

"Look at the way you two look surprised. Zhuang Cheng glanced at the two people with disdain, and wiped his hands with a tea towel, "Do you see if my hands are okay?"

Zhuang Zixuan came over to take a look, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded, Zhuang Cheng's hand didn't have anything to do at all, not even red.

Zhuang Zixuan also picked up the teapot.....

At this time, Jiawen reacted, hurriedly snatched the teapot, and glared at the two of them angrily, "Why are you two the same?! This is the tea I have collected for a long time, and there is no price in the market!"

"My ability briefly boosts my toughness, and then bounces back the damage I take in the same way, but with more damage. Zhuang Cheng said again and again, and suddenly made a move, and put his hand on the teapot that Jiawen was holding.

'Poof'

The tea in the teapot boiled and spilled on the table.

Jiawen: "........."

Next time you two come back, if I still treat you like this, I'm a dog, okay, I'm a dog.

.........

'Suck and Slip'

Zhang Baiyuan ate the last bite of instant noodles in the instant noodle bowl, drank up the instant noodle soup with a few gurgles, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.