Looking at the direction in which the man left, the head of the Xuanyuan family stood in place, silent, "The son of Tianmen." The meaning of these five words, others don't understand, but he knows it very well, which means that Xiao Fan will be the future ruler of Tianmen, transcending the eight tribes of Tianmen.

Tianmen has never interfered in Chinese affairs, just like Xuanyuan and the Ji family do not interfere in secular things, the last time I met Garuda and Jinnara, I thought it was for the divine court, now it seems that everything is easy to explain, the future master of Tianmen is in Huaxia, and the eight departments of Tianmen naturally want to protect the Dharma, I didn't expect that kid to have such a background.

"The son of the Heavenly Gate," the head of the Xuanyuan family muttered in a low voice, "what a son." There was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the head of the Xuanyuan family.

only left Yang Ruoxi with an arrogant back, and as for the matter with Xiao Fan, there is no way to talk about it.

Xiao Fan, who was far away in the northeast, naturally didn't know about the scene in the depths of the mountain, and Xuanyuan was waiting for him to reply.

Xiao Fan locked himself in the house alone, "What do you say?" Xiao Fan smacked his lips, "I love you," Xiao Fan shook his head, no, it's too numb.

Xiao Fan, who wanted to tell about the pain of lovesickness, found that at this moment, he couldn't even lift a pen, and he had a lot to say, but when it fell on paper, he didn't know what to write?

Xuanyuan Dasha had been urging outside several times, and Xiao Fan had no choice but to cross out the crooked "Ruoxi Taijian," four big characters on the paper.

This word is too ugly, compared to Yang Ruoxijuan's beautiful and elegant words, it is simply incomparable.

Crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the paper basket casually, looked at the ancient paintings on the wall, Xiao Fan hooked a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but he made a decision in his heart, took out a blank piece of paper again, put the pen like flying, couldn't write, but painting was still passable, when he was a child, Xiao Fan was very talented in painting, and once dreamed of being a painter, but there were too many twists and turns in the later period, and the ideal had already been ancient.

After drawing four pieces of paper, Xiao Fan put down his pen, got up, stretched his waist tiredly, and couldn't help but slander Xuanyuan's family, escape from the world, so get a phone call, Xiao Fan pouted.

But he carefully folded up the four pieces of paper and stuffed them into the letterhead, and when he came to the outside room, he found that Xuanyuan Dasha was leaning on the sofa and sleeping, and he had to urge, and the people were sleepy.

Xiao Fan shook Xuanyuan Dasha a little embarrassed and handed the letterhead to Xuanyuan Dasha.

With an apologetic mood, after sending Xuanyuan Dasha away, Xiao Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the letter was sent, and Xuanyuan's address was also known, and it was not difficult to see Yang Ruoxi in the future.

As for the head of the Xuanyuan family, Xiao Fan has no good impression of that wild and domineering man, but he also has no bad feelings, but the people who want to hinder him and Yang Ruoxi are destined to be his enemies.

Even if there will be no friction with the Xuanyuan family, it will definitely not be good with the Ji family.

The family known as the Tiansuan clan has always made Xiao Fan feel like a man, although the other party has never made a move until now, but it is precisely this that makes Xiao Fan even more jealous.

As for the Supreme Pavilion and the Holy Gate, they have become slaves of fate, as long as Xiao Fan does not take the initiative to provoke the other party, the current threat to them is not great, so in this game of chess, Xiao Fan's winning rate is still very large, of course, until the last moment, no one dares to say the victory lightly, because there are too many variables, and a very delicate little thing may affect the development of things.

Just when Xiao Fan was sitting on the sofa, closing his eyes and contemplating, there was a commotion outside, Xiao Fan got up, and the man who listened to Xiao Fan's orders next to him was suddenly silent when he saw the anger in Xiao Fan's eyes.

Before Xiao Fan could speak, the man had already hurried out to see what was going on outside.

And Xiao Fan also followed, but found that one of the sturdy men who drank with Xuanyuan Dasha yesterday, if Xiao Fan remembered correctly, that person should be named Zhang Biao, covered in blood, looking at the posture of his arm, it was obviously broken.

Although Zhang Biao is not a veteran-level figure, he can be regarded as a party leader, Zhang Jianfeng appreciates it very much, but he doesn't know who he offended, and he was beaten like this, but it was a little miserable.

"What are you clamoring about, send people to the hospital first, and we'll talk about it later." Xiao Fan spoke, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

The group went to the hospital, Xiao Fan simply learned about the incident from Zhang Biao's mouth, and summed up that this guy went out to gamble, for this, Xiao Fan didn't blame anything, people who are involved in the underworld will inevitably have some bad habits, this is inevitable, except for not being allowed to get involved in drugs, the rest of the things, Xiao Fan is stipulating, what makes Xiao Fan angry is that at this time in the Northeast, there are still people who move Zhang Biao?

Although it is a trick, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, but it is not a joke.

Xiao Fan glanced at Zhang Jianfeng, Zhang Jianfeng was suddenly drenched in cold sweat, and lowered his head with shame, "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die," Zhang Jianfeng will not forget the eight words that Xiao Fan said to him, and he wants to turn the Northeast into a hall of words, which was ordered by Xiao Fan himself.

Xiao Fan patted Zhang Jianfeng's shoulder lightly, "This matter, no wonder you, the huge Northeast, it is inevitable that there will be some omissions, and it is not excluded that some guys who are not long-eyed." Xiao Fan said lightly.

"No matter who it is, this time Jian Feng will definitely seek justice for Zhang Biao." Zhang Jianfeng lowered his head and said respectfully.

Xiao Fan smiled faintly, "You don't need to do this, I have been wronged as a brother, and I, the boss, don't move," Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"I'll prepare someone for you." Zhang Jianfeng said.

"No need," Xiao Fan waved his hand slightly.

"I'll do it alone." Xiao Fan said lightly.

"Speaking of which, after all, Zhang Biao is wrong first, there is no need to give people an image of oppression, it is too tight, and it will cause dissatisfaction among many people." Xiao Fan said lightly.

Relaxation is king.

After the initial cleanup of the Northeast, Xiao Fan relaxed to a great extent, and there was no need to give people the image of a tyrant.

Nie Zhongtian has been in business for decades, but he still doesn't dare to do this, let alone Xiao Fan, the king of the new generation, from the initial shock, now Xiao Fan's means have become Huairou.

In this matter, if Zhang Jianfeng was to go, it would inevitably make people panic, so Xiao Fan still decided to go there in person.

Of course, it is false to say that he is not angry, Xiao Fan's temperament is the most protective of his shortcomings.

If it's easy to say, it's hard to say, Xiao Fan doesn't mind tossing something, of course, at least the other party must have the capital that can withstand Xiao Fan's toss.