Now that he is approaching to meet Su Yang, Huang He is afraid that Su Yang's promise before is false and deceitful to him.

And Su Yang's strength is stronger than him, even if someone deceives him, he can't do anything to people, he can only lick his wounds silently.

In a flash, many thoughts flashed through Huang He's mind.

Shaking his head, he suppressed these thoughts for the time being, turned his head to look at the street outside, tightened the suitcase in his hand, and prepared to step into the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall.

But at this moment, his eyes shrank and his figure paused.

Not far away, on the side of the road, two people were stepping off a Rolls-Royce.

One person is tall and extraordinary, wearing a black trench coat.

The other was dressed in a gray suit, smiling but slightly reserved, with respect for the guy in the black trench coat.

"Spirit-level master!" Huang He called out in a low voice, his eyes heavy at the man in the black trench coat.

The two people who came down from the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road were Zheng Huan and Liu Yanhui.

Because he did not deliberately hide his momentum, the aura that Zheng Huan revealed was captured by Huang He very keenly.

seemed to feel that someone was looking at him, and Zheng Huan also looked at Huang He lightly.

Frightened, Huang He stood there and didn't dare to move, for fear of offending this master because something was wrong.

At the same time, he wondered in his heart, why did this spirit-level master get off at the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, he would not be stupid to think that this was a coincidence.

"Let's go, go inside. Zheng Huan only stared at Huang He for a second, then withdrew his gaze and said to Liu Yanhui beside him.

The two strode towards the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, but when Liu Yanhui came to Huang He's side, he looked at him suspiciously, and then paused.

Zheng Huan also stopped, turned his head to look at Liu Yanhui and Huang He, didn't say anything, and walked directly into the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall.

After Zheng Huan's back disappeared, Huang He exhaled slightly, and turned to frown and stare at Liu Yanhui.

He could be sure that this guy was definitely an ordinary person.

At this time, several of Liu Yanhui's bodyguards rushed over from the side of the road, but Liu Yanhui waved his hand, and they retreated to the side.

"Are you?" asked Huang He.

"Master Huang He, do you really remember me?" Liu Yanhui said with a smile.

"We know?" Huang He frowned, this person could call out his name, it was obvious that he knew him, but Huang He racked his brains, but he didn't remember who this person was.

"Liu Yanhui, fifteen years ago, I asked you to help drive away evil spirits. Liu Yanhui reminded him.

"It's you!" Huang He's pupils shrank and he said in surprise.

He remembered that more than ten years ago, a wife surnamed Liu was enraged by ghosts and languished all day long.

Then the man surnamed Liu found him and asked him to help exorcise evil spirits and save his wife.

At that time, Huang He's cultivation was already a human-level master, so it was naturally easy to get rid of evil spirits.

However, Huang He pretended to be difficult, and took advantage of this to knock the surname Liu hard, which was enough for 10 million!

The purchasing power of 10 million at that time was worth 100 million now.

And this surname Liu is Liu Yanhui in front of him, there is no doubt that more than ten years have passed, Liu Yanhui's appearance has changed a lot, so that Huang He didn't recognize him for a while.

"It seems that Master Huang He, you have remembered who I am. Liu Yanhui smiled slightly.

"Ahem. Huang He coughed lightly, deliberately trying to avoid the past, "By the way, why are you here?"

"I'm here with the guy I just had. Liu Yanhui said.

Huang He rolled his eyes, of course I knew that you came with him. What he meant was to ask Liu Yanhui why he was here and what he was doing here.

Huang He asked, "That person just now is a spirit level, right?"

"Master Huang He's discerning eyes, that's right, Master Zheng is a genuine spirit-level master, and his cultivation has reached the spirit level. ”

Liu Yanhui nodded and said, a trace of envy and awe inevitably flashed in his eyes.

Spiritual level achievement!

Huang He gasped.

"The surname is Zheng, could it be that he is from the Zheng family in Yanjing?" asked Huang He.

"There are some things that you just need to know in your heart and don't have to say them. By the way, I haven't asked the master why you're here, can you reveal it?"

"For some private matters, come to Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall for a trip. Huang He said vaguely.

"Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, coincidentally, Master Zheng and I also went to Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall. ”

......

When Huang He and Liu Yanhui were chatting outside the martial arts hall, Zheng Huan walked to the second floor with a steady pace.

Pushing the door open, he stepped into the activity room, and the eyes of the people inside were all on him.

Zheng Huan's demeanor was calm, he swept his eyes around the room, and looked at the left side of the ring.

"Dad!" Zheng Zhongyang shouted in surprise and ran over quickly,

Bai Qiansong and the others looked happy, and secretly said Is this the spirit-level master, it looks like he is indeed extraordinary.

"Dad, you're finally here. ”

"Hmph, what if Lao Tzu doesn't come, what will you do?"

"Uh...... You won't fail to come. ”

Zheng Huan raised his hand and patted Zheng Zhongyang on the shoulder angrily, "After I go back this time, see how I clean you up." ”

"Ahem...... ahem" Zheng Zhongyang was affected by his beat, coughed twice, blood came out of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "You better help me solve the matter in front of me first, and after you go back, you can clean me up as you want." ”

"How's the injury?" Zheng Huan asked with a frown.

"It's a little uncomfortable. ”

Zheng Huan's face sank, and his pupils condensed, "Who hurt you?"

"Him!" Zheng Zhongyang hurriedly pointed to Su Yang in the crowd opposite, "It's the guy in white casual clothes, Dad, his ......"

"Alright, shut up and don't speak. Zheng Huan glared at him.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the opposite side, and at the same time, a momentum belonging to the spirit level was suddenly released.

Suddenly, almost everyone in the activity room immediately felt that the airflow was disordered, and involuntarily, their breathing became short.

"It's so strong!"

"Just the momentum can make people panic. ”

"Spirit-level master, terrifying. ”

"Hey, with such a master in charge, we're going to win. ”

At the end of the Qiansong Martial Arts Pavilion, everyone looked excited and talked endlessly.

"Mr. Zheng, is he your father?" Bai Qiansong asked in a low voice.

"Yes, my father!" Zheng Zhongyang raised his chin, and his waist straightened up instantly.

The man in front of him with a body as calm as a mountain is his father, the most outstanding genius of the Zheng family in Yanjing back then, and a genuine spirit-level master, who will become a ground-level martial artist in the future.

With such a strong father, Zheng Zhongyang is very proud.

Glancing at Su Yang not far away, Zheng Zhongyang's cheeks faintly flashed with pity.

Zheng Zhongyang is very clear about his father's temperament, two words: protect the short.

Every time he gets into trouble, although Zheng Huan keeps teaching himself a lesson, he always protects his calves in behavior.

Once Zheng Zhongyang was bullied by a spirit-level warrior in the northwest, and after Zheng Huan knew about it, the spirit-level warrior became a corpse in the desert.

Although this incident was caused by a martial arts competition, Zheng Huan would not be so mad as to kill someone, but Zheng Zhongyang felt that the guy who hurt himself would definitely have an unforgettable memory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

(End of chapter)