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Zhuge Zheng's face turned pale for a moment.

Tears could no longer be suppressed, surging out of the corners of his eyes.

He struggled, squeezed the last bit of strength, and got to his knees.

As if crazy, he smashed his head into the ground with all his might.

Bang, bang, bang......

The ground of the bluestone slab, soon, oozed a pool of blood.

Zhuge Zheng's head was broken, and blood was gurgling out, but as if he didn't know the pain, he continued to smash the ground with his head.

"Master of the family, I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, I will definitely make up for it, please ...... As long as you don't deprive me of my qualifications to be promoted to the lineage, you can do whatever you ask me to do. ”

In order to become the descendant of the Zhuge family.

Only Zhuge Zheng and I know how much effort I have put in.

This is what he has been desperate for all his life, and when he is about to see the light of day, he is disillusioned.

He couldn't take it.

He also wants to redeem.

Zhuge Qing'er showed a look of unbearability, but she still turned around and stopped looking at Zhuge Zhengme.

Bai Xiaofeng looked indifferent, shrugged his shoulders, and put on a posture that he had nothing to do with himself.

In this world, there are many people who go out without brains.

However, people who go out without brains have no self-knowledge, just like a flat-headed brother, messing around.

Who cares if he dies like this?

Zhuge Qing'er has given Zhuge Zheng and me many chances, but this guy has no self-knowledge at all.

I have killed myself, what is there to sympathize with?

As for forgiveness, Bai Xiaofeng didn't think about it.

If you keep forgiving people who go out without brains, then won't there be more and more people in the world who go out without brains?

"Get out!"

Suddenly, in the Wuhou Temple, the old man's voice suddenly exploded like rolling thunder.

Rumble!

The dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the Wuhou Temple, like a tidal wave, and swept out.

The golden light swept past Bai Xiaofeng and Zhuge Qing'er, and directly shrouded Zhuge Zheng'er.

The next second.

The golden light directly imprisoned Zhuge Zhengme, directly made him fly, and quickly flew upside down until he disappeared from sight.

"What a strong yin power!"

Bai Xiaofeng's brows twisted, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and said in his heart: "It is worthy of being a top family, and the strength of Old Man Zhuge should at least be the peak of the Dao realm." ”

The golden light sent Zhuge Zhengme away, and it was like a low tide, retracting into the depths of the Wuhou Temple.

All is at peace.

Immediately, the old man's voice sounded again: "Qing'er, take Mr. Bai to sit for a while, and the old man will come out after paying tribute to the ancestors." ”

"Yes."

Zhuge Qing'er hugged his fists, and then took Bai Xiaofeng to the hall of the Wuhou Temple.

The hall is very large.

At least, looking at the scale of the Wuhou Temple from the outside, it is absolutely impossible for such a large living room to appear.

It should be a special space arranged in formation.

Bai Xiaofeng sat on the Taishi's chair and looked around.

In the middle of the hall, there is a huge portrait hanging, on which is Zhuge Kongming with a lupine scarf.

And all around, from the beam of the house hanging down a piece of yellow and color banner cloth, on the painting is Tai Chi Bagua, each banner on the Tai Chi Bagua, is a different hexagram.

Bai Xiaofeng glanced at it, smiled slightly, and asked Zhuge Qing'er beside him: "These Tai Chi gossip flags should be drawn by the ancestors of your Zhuge family in the past dynasties who studied the Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts and Mingwu, right?" ”

Zhuge Qing'er, who was making tea, couldn't help but move.

The pretty face raised and glanced at Bai Xiaofeng in amazement.

But, then, she calmed down.

A demon who can spend seven days contemplating the Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts to create eight secret techniques.

It is not surprising to be able to see through these Tai Chi gossip flags at a glance.

Zhuge Qing'er nodded: "They are all the achievements of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and it is also the annotated Taiji Bagua Banner that contains the Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts, so only the descendants of the Wuhou Temple can enter." ”

Bai Xiaofeng nodded.

The Eight Arrays of Gods and Ghosts are the treasures at the bottom of the Zhuge family's box.

If anyone could come in and walk around, visit and visit, and feel the feelings, the foundation of the Zhuge family would have been hollowed out.

A force, especially a big force that stretches for years.

If you develop too rapidly and don't control your own heritage, you will leave a bunch of troubles.

And putting the heritage in the hands of a few, and ensuring that these few people are loyal, is the best way to continue.

"That, Zhuge is my business......" At this time, Zhuge Qing'er sat down and hesitated to speak.

Bai Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "You want to intercede for him?" ”

Zhuge Qing'er was silent.

"Then you should look for your grandfather, not Uncle Ben."

Bai Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then pretended to spit out a mouthful of tea foam, and commented: "Well, this tea is good, it tastes much better than the old village chief's Tuotuo tea, it should be the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, right?" ”

Zhuge Qing'er nodded: "Well, I didn't think you still dabbled in the tea ceremony?" ”

Bai Xiaofeng smiled, took another sip of tea leaves, squinted his eyes slightly, tasted it, and then said, "This tea should come from the second peak of Wuyi Mountain." ”

"......" Zhuge Qing'er.

Pretending to be too much!

Taking a deep breath, Zhuge Qing'er said, "Are you stupid for me?" You can't pretend like this, right? ”

Bai Xiaofeng put down the teacup: "Aren't you stupid?" ”

"......" Zhuge Qing'er.

Bai Xiaofeng smiled: "Stupid Bai Tian like you, the mixed society dies very quickly, the mixed society doesn't pay attention to any intercession, Uncle Ben thinks you should stay in the Zhuge family well, wait until it's almost over, let the family tell you about the family, get married obediently, and have a baby and a baby." ”

Zhuge Qing'er's face flushed, her willow eyebrows furrowed, and she was a little angry.

But then, she reacted.

This guy is talking about Zhuge Zheng's business?

Bang Bang Bang ......

There was a round of applause.

Bai Xiaofeng followed the sound and saw that it was an old man who walked out of the back hall.

Under the candle flame.

This old man is about 1.7 meters tall, with a white beard and white hair, a lupine scarf, and a black and white Tai Chi robe.

Subconsciously, Bai Xiaofeng glanced back at Zhuge Kongming's portrait.

Hey!

Is this Nima painting Zhuge Kongming, or this old man?

The old man pinned the feather fan to his waist, walked over with a warm smile on his face, and glanced at Zhuge Qing'er dotingly: "Qing'er, what Mr. Bai said, you should learn more." ”

"Grandpa."

Zhuge Qing'er glanced at the old man with disgust.

She reacted to this, and then her grandfather said it in front of Bai Xiaofeng, how embarrassing.

The old man smiled slightly, then looked at Bai Xiaofeng, hugged his fists and said, "Mr. Bai, the old man is the contemporary head of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Wushuang." ”

Bai Xiaofeng got up, and he didn't hold it up.

In front of him, this is the head of the Zhuge family, the real boss of the Yin and Yang world.

People are so polite, not as brainless as Zhuge Zheng and me.

He can't pretend anymore, can he?

Bai Xiaofeng hugged his fist at Zhuge Wushuang and bowed his head: "Junior, Bai Xiaofeng." ”

Rumble!

Before he could look up, his eyes suddenly lit up with golden light.

A strong sense of crisis swept through Bai Xiaofeng's body.

Sou!

In the golden light, a sound of breaking wind sounded.

"Grandpa! What are you doing? ”

Almost at the same time, Zhuge Qing'er's exclamation sounded in his ears.

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