Chapter Eighty-Seven: Please Help

Zhao family compound.

"Atai, why did you come back so early?"

There was a middle-aged man standing in the courtyard, it was Zhao Tai's uncle, the commander of the Jiangzhou War Department, Zhao Xianjue.

Seeing his nephew come back, Zhao Xianjue frowned slightly and asked, "How are you doing?" That bastard named Qin Feng, is he dead? ”

Zhao Tai's face was covered with sweat, and he shook his head: "He's not dead... It was he who asked me to come back, saying that he would take my life in an hour, and asked me to give an account of the aftermath and prepare the coffin and shroud..."

"He's so bold!"

Zhao Xianjue was furious.

He is the head of the Zhao family, with a high and powerful position, but he has no children under his knees, so he treats Zhao Tai as his own son and wants to train him to be his successor.

Whoever dares to threaten Zhao Tai's life is tantamount to threatening the entire Zhao family.

"By the way, isn't Chen Taihe here too? When did he enter the city? ”

Zhao Tai's face was full of bitterness, and he lowered his head and said, "Uncle Chen and the God of War in the North, they entered Jiangzhou City, but soon left again... The one named Qin Feng, his ability is beyond my imagination, even the God of War in the Northern Territory has to apologize to him... Uncle Chen also knelt down and kowtowed to him..."

When Zhao Xianjue heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "It seems that before, we were wrong in our speculation, this Qin Feng, he is in the Wushuang Palace, he is not a war general, but should be an existence of the level of the twenty-eight killing gods." At this level, Qin Wushuang had to protect himself, so Xiao Zhantian retreated. ”

"Killing God..."

Hearing this title, Zhao Tai's face was a little pale and dry, and he asked tremblingly, "Uncle, then, what should I do?" ”

"Don't worry, you are the only seedling of my Zhao family, and no one can touch you." Zhao Xianjue narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Just because he is just a killing god, if he wants to move my Zhao family's children, he is not qualified enough!" ”

"It just so happens that I have a friend in the martial arts world, and in Jiangzhou, I asked this friend to deal with him."

After speaking, Zhao Xianjue picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

About half an hour later.

A figure flew in from outside the Zhao family's compound, like a dragonfly touching water, with both feet tapping the eaves, a few ups and downs, and across a distance of hundreds of meters, came to Zhao Xianjue.

The person who came was wearing an ancient long coat, his sideburns were gray, and his body was magnificent, and the whole person stood there, like a volcano about to erupt, which made people daunting.

Just standing with this person, I felt a very strong sense of oppression in my heart.

"Mr. Zhao, how can I help?"

Zhao Xianjue smiled and said: "Lord Huomen, my nephew, offended a person in the Wushuang Palace, the killing god asked him to prepare a coffin, and take his life an hour later, I want to ask Lord Huomen to come forward and save my nephew's life for me..."

"Wushuang Palace?"

Huo Baisheng, the master of the Eight Poles Sect, frowned slightly, and showed a trace of jealousy on his face, and asked, "What level of the Wushuang Hall did your nephew offend?" ”

"It should be one of the twenty-eight killing gods."

Zhao Xianjue said.

When Huo Baisheng heard this, his face calmed down a lot, nodded and said, "It's just a god-killing experience, I am completely sure that I can deal with it." In this way, Mr. Zhao, you go and prepare a coffin, and when that person comes, we will talk to him, and if he knows each other and retreats, this matter is over. If he didn't know him, this coffin would have been left for him. ”

Zhao Xianjue nodded, turned to look at Zhao Tai and said, "Did you hear the words of the Huo Sect Master?" Hurry up and prepare the coffin. ”

"Uncle, Lord Huomen, we have to prepare two coffins, because they have two people..."

Zhao Tai suddenly remembered and hurriedly reported.