Zhang's mansion, for several days, Zhang Zi'an either used wine to relieve his worries or vented frantically on the maid, his dissatisfaction with the family, his hatred for Chu Haoyu, his desire for power, and the evil fire in his body, which made Zhang Zi'an feel upset when he saw everything.

After venting on the maid again, looking at the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, Zhang Zi'an's anger that had just calmed down suddenly came out again, raised his hand and slapped it, shouting and scolding: "Slut, you know how to cry, cry, call grandpa, scream!" In some crazy shouts, Zhang Zian slapped him a few times.

Zhang Zi'an is arrogant but has his arrogant capital, not to mention that his family background is martial arts, he is talented and has the guidance of famous teachers, but he is younger than many predecessors. Zhang Zi'an didn't keep his hand at all, and the snapping sound was very loud, resounding throughout the whole room, and the maid's face turned red, and it instantly swollen.

Even though it was painful, the maid gritted her teeth and didn't scream, and even bit her lip and blood flowed. Seeing this, Zhang Zi'an became more and more annoyed, and the evil fire that had just been vented surged into his heart again, shouting: "Slut, call the master, call the master, as long as you beg for mercy for the master, the master will spare you." ”

The maid didn't answer, only a pair of wooden eyes stared at her. Zhang Zi'an could see the hatred in her heart, but instead of being angry, Zhang Zi'an laughed proudly and shouted, "Hate grandpa, right?" The more you hate grandpa, the happier grandpa will be, and the more he wants to play with you, with his legs spread. As if knowing that the maid would not move, Zhang Zi'an rudely broke her legs, and suddenly rushed straight in, unscrupulously venting the evil fire in her heart.

I have to say that this most primitive but also extremely effective way to vent, in the fierce trembling, Zhang Zi'an finally vented the anger in his heart, and even softened it on the maid, but suddenly saw the old man sitting on the chair drinking tea, Zhang Zi'an's eyes burst out with two cold lights, staring straight at this uninvited guest.

The old man is not tall but has a big belly, and his head has almost become a round ball, but his face is full of smiles, which makes people happy, but Zhang Zi'an is thinking about it, and his face is getting colder and colder. Zhang Zi'an knows this fat old man, Di Wanxin, an elder of the Holy Sect, and a well-known good old man in the Holy Sect, but Di Wanxin and Mo Wusheng have left recently, why did he appear here?

Zhang Zi'an is arrogant but not reckless, on the contrary, he is quick and decisive, otherwise the Zhang family would not support him to compete for the throne of the sect leader. Thinking that Di Wanxin quietly appeared in Zhang's house sitting in his room, and even watched a good show of himself, although Zhang Zi'an couldn't guess Di Wanxin's intentions, he also guessed that he wouldn't attack himself, otherwise it was the best time just now, perhaps, and ask for himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zi'an put on a long robe and walked off the bed, and waved his hand on the maid's big hole to make her faint, and Di Wanxin, who was watching, nodded in admiration. Walking to the table and taking a big sip of the teacup, Zhang Zi'an said coldly, "Why is Elder Di here?" Do you want to watch the juniors have sex? Hmph, as long as the elder has a heart, this son will immediately send ten lovely girls. ”

In the face of Zhang Zi'an's cynicism, Di Wanxin's smile remained unchanged, and he waved his hand and said: "Virtuous nephew, don't laugh at your uncle, your uncle is old, but it's not as energetic as you young people, it's good to be young!" In the elongated voice, Di Wanxin looked at Zhang Zi'an with a smile and asked, "Virtuous nephew, what do you guess the uncle is here?" ”

Snorted coldly, Zhang Zi'an said in a deep voice: "How do I know? It can't be Bai Mosheng's head. ”

Haha laughed, Di Wanxin opened his mouth and said, "Why not, it depends on whether you can take it off?" ”

Suddenly, Zhang Zixin's face was full of disbelief, and he blurted out, "What?" ”

Di Wanxin understood Zhang Zi'an's mood, but the next words shocked him even more, and he said: "Because, the uncle is a spy of the Zhao family, and it is also what you often call a thief." ”

After listening to Di Wanxin, Zhang Zi'an, who had just come back to his senses, was stunned again, staring at Di Wanxin with both eyes, and his eyeballs almost fell out. Di Wanxin seemed to have expected Zhang Zi'an's reaction, ignored him, picked up the teacup and drank it, so leisurely!

After his face changed a few times, Zhang Zi'an seemed to have a guess, but asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" ”

Di Wanxin laughed and said to Zhang Zi'an: "Of course, it's for you." The five major sects of the rivers and lakes, the Sealed Knife Gate has been destroyed, the Wuji Temple has been closed for ten years, the Tianlong Temple has made friends with the Chu family from the dragon's merits, as for the Tibetan Sword Villa, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the bag of the Seven Princes, if my holy sect falls to the Chu family again, the rivers and lakes will not become the Chu family? ”

Now, how could Zhang Zi'an not guess Di Wanxin's intentions, and snorted coldly: "The general trend of the world is like this, who can change it?" It is the grandfather who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes all his life, and now he still wants to bow to the Chu family and ground his son. ”

Di Wanxin didn't know that Zhang Zi'an was bargaining, sitting on the chair, his fat body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he looked like an old god here, and said with a smile: "Today's rivers and lakes, Tianlong Temple has made a contribution to the dragon, but it is worried that it will flourish and decline for more than ten years, and it has rarely asked about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes. The strength of the Tibetan Sword Villa Taoguang for more than ten years should not be underestimated, but after losing Guo Zhenxing, there is no supreme master in the Tibetan Sword Villa, if it were not for the relationship between the Guo family and the Seven Princes, I am afraid that the four major sects will become the three major sects, but Guo Shijie's martial arts are all lost and he can't do it, and the Tibetan Sword Villa has no peerless masters, this Jianghu is not my holy sect? The leader of the Holy Sect is enough to dominate the rivers and lakes for decades. ”

Hearing Di Wanxin say so much in one breath It is an extremely tempting condition, Zhang Zixin is hot but more and more determined, and said coldly: "What Elder Di said is very true, but now that my Zhang family is powerful, why should I be entangled with your heavenly thorn thief, this is a big thing to lose my head." At the end of the words, Zhang Zi'an also sat down, picked up the teacup and tasted it gently.

The smile on Di Wanxin's face did not change at all, since he dared to appear here, there was a perfect way to eat Zhang Zi'an. Following Zhang Zi'an's words, Di Wanxin opened his mouth and said: "The Zhang family is powerful? I don't think so. In the elongated voice, Di Wanxin also picked up the teacup and tasted it beautifully.

Glancing at Di Wanxin, especially his leisurely demeanor, Zhang Zixin was annoyed at the bottom. Obviously, Di Wanxin asked for him, but now he whetted his appetite but didn't say it, if he opened his mouth first and gave the initiative to the other party, Zhang Zian Wanwan would not do this, so the room was quiet, and at this moment, it has become a contest of patience.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Zi'an finally lost his patience, and said in his heart, even if Di Wanxin said that the sky was falling, he finally had to ask for himself, as long as he didn't let go, how could he endure himself? Thinking of this, Zhang Zi'an said coldly: "The Spring Festival is short, and Elder Di who wants it is fine, so please do it." At the end of the words, Zhang Zi'an walked to the side of the bed, raised his hand and took the maid in his arms and kneaded it.

Seeing this scene, Di Wanxin said in his heart that this master is really arrogant enough, especially when he deliberately ravaged a little girl in front of him, Di Wanxin smiled bitterly in his heart but smiled happily: "Young is good, I really want to be thirty years younger, the old man must accompany Zhang Xian's nephew to break through." Speaking of this, Di Wanxin stopped talking nonsense, his small eyes stared straight at Zhang Zi'an and said, "Nephew Zhang Xian, I'm afraid you don't know yet, Bai Mosheng has reached an agreement with Cao Yingxuan." ”

Suddenly, Zhang Zi'an was obviously stunned, so that the movements in his hands paused for a moment, and then subconsciously kneaded them heavily, just like the agitation in his heart. Di Wanxin's words are very general, but the more vague they are, the more people can think about whether the two want to join forces against themselves, or whether one has surrendered to the other, but no matter what the reason, the two of them coming together is the most unfavorable situation for Zhang Zi'an.

His mind kept turning, but Zhang Zi'an stared at Di Wanxin coldly and said, "Elder Di is not joking, how can the two of them come together?" Moreover, if there is such a thing, this son can't be ignorant. ”

Di Wanxin saw that Zhang Zi'an's words were insincere, but he smiled and said: "This matter is not about the Cao family, but Cao Yingxuan and Bai Mosheng have reached an agreement. Zhang Xian's nephew didn't know that Cao Yingxuan was going to leave with the seventh prince soon, and the second elder was preparing to set up a banquet to see off the seventh son. When the time comes, Elder Liusong, Liusong, and Bai Poison will all attend, and besides, the head of the Zhang family will also go. ”

Seeing that Zhang Zi'an was stunned, Di Wanxin continued: "Looking at the expression of the virtuous nephew, I really don't know, this matter was agreed upon when Chu Haoyu arrived at my Holy Sect three days ago, and the second elder and the head of the Zhang family were together in the Washing Heart Pavilion to catch the wind for the Seventh Prince. ”

Hearing that his uncle was picking up the wind for Chu Haoyu, a layer of frost condensed on Zhang Zi'an's face, and his eyes shot with anger. After a long time, Zhang Zi'an gritted his teeth and said, "How about that?" As long as Cao Yingxuan leaves, there is only one person left, and it will be easier. ”

Di Wanxin looked at Zhang Zi'an with a smile and said, "The second elder has been fighting with the head of the Zhang family for decades, but the scars on the face of the second elder are all done by the head of the Zhang family, virtuous nephew, who do you say the second elder will support?" ”

Staring at Di Wanxin with cold eyes, Zhang Zi'an gritted his teeth and said: "The Cao family will not support my Zhang family, but they will never support Bai Mosheng, Elder Di's thoughts are in vain, please!" ”

Di Wanxin saw Zhang Zi'an's anger, and said with a smile: "What if the old man assassinates the Seventh Prince?" ”

Suddenly, Zhang Zi'an was shocked and exclaimed, "What? ”

Under Zhang Zi'an's gaze, Di Wanxin said calmly: "As we all know, the old man supports Bai Mosheng, if the old man makes a move to assassinate the Seventh Prince, even if he knows that this is a trick, if he wants to come to the head of the Zhang family and the second elder, he will also want Bai Mosheng to carry this black cauldron, and the assassination of the prince is a conspiracy. Without Bai Mosheng, Cao Yingxuan is going to leave with the Seventh Prince, this holy sect ......"

Di Wanxin didn't say the next words, but Zhang Zi'an couldn't be clearer, this holy sect is not his Zhang Zi'an's? If such good conditions can't seize the power of the Holy Sect, he, Zhang Zi'an, can also kill himself. Thinking of this, Zhang Zi'an finally made a decision, stared straight at Di Wanxin and said, "What do you want?" ”