Chapter 42: Slap in the face again

On the second day, Ling Hao got up to wash after three strokes on the day.

Li Bingqing had already gone to work, and Zixi's girl also went to school early, and the house was a little deserted.

However, there were a few side dishes on the table, and there was a bowl of corn soup in the pot, which should have been deliberately left by Li Bingqing.

"This crippled girl is sometimes a little cute. ”

After eating, Ling Hao got into Hu Benwei's car and headed towards Wang's house.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Wang family.

Nie Lingkong and Shangguan Hai were all sitting upright, looking cautious.

Beside them sat a middle-aged man, a man in his forties, with a national face, sitting there without saying a word with a kind of majesty. Behind the middle-aged man, Qin Hao stood straight, staring ahead, motionless.

The middle-aged name is Qin Tianlong, who is the head of the Qin family and Qin Feiyu's father.

Today, the protagonists are not them, but the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who are seated, especially the indifferent woman standing like an iceberg, making everyone around them feel breathless.

The Seven Sons of Heavenly Sword.

They had heard of it for a long time, but what they really saw was a group of young people, women.

The three major families all have a sense of trance.

They are the three major families in Longjiang, but they are undoubtedly nothing compared to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they are different.

"At such a young age, the aura on my body even makes me feel terrible, and I am worthy of being a disciple of the Great Sect. Shangguan Hai was secretly surprised in his heart, he had seen such a woman before, but it was only from the portrait.

Just looking at it makes me feel ashamed.

A portrait is countless times stronger than the iceberg woman, and it is only the servant girl of the Heavenly Maiden.

Nie Lingkong was much more indifferent, he had already talked to Nie Hu on the phone last night, and he knew about Tang Mingzhi's affairs, so naturally he wouldn't worry too much.

"Why hasn't Ling Hao come yet? The iceberg woman covered her face with a white veil, but the coldness of her words made people feel like falling into an ice cave.

"This..."

Wang Ritian's neck shrank, and then he smiled: "That Ling Hao is like this every time, he doesn't know how to respect people at all, and he made us wait for a long time last time." ”

"Hmph, let him live a few more moments, and the revenge of the seventh senior brother will not go unpunished. ”

"I guess I'm scared and don't dare to come. Next to the iceberg woman, the other six sons were a little disdainful,

Hearing this, everyone present felt a sense of familiarity.

A few days ago, it seemed that Wang Ritian said the same thing, but the final result did not seem to be like this.

Especially Wang Ritian, his face is like a pig's liver.

"Crunch!"

At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz business car stopped at the door of Wang's house, and Ling Hao and Tang Mingzhi slowly walked into Wang's house with a smile on his face.

"And got a helper?"

Shangguan Hai was stunned for a moment, and then muttered meaningfully: It turns out that Ling Hao is also afraid.

"Hmph, is this the young man who hurt my son Feiyu? Qin Tianlong's gaze swept over Ling Hao and snorted coldly.

Knowing that Qin Feiyu was injured by Ling Hao, Qin Tianlong was naturally very dissatisfied with Ling Hao.

However, from Qin Hao's mouth, he naturally knew that he couldn't afford to offend Ling Hao, so he didn't jump up and down like Wang Ritian these days, but was waiting for an opportunity.

Obviously, the Seven Sons of Heavenly Sword is an excellent time.

As long as Ling Hao is defeated, he will inevitably fall into the well and teach Ling Hao a lesson.

Even if Ling Hao is undefeated, he still has his own support, because his daughter is about to return.

That is the pride of the Qin family, the hole card of the Qin family.

The Qin family was able to become the first family in Longjiang City, and it was her daughter who relied on her.

Seeing Ling Hao, the people present for a while had their own ghosts.

However, the vast majority of people are not optimistic about Ling Hao.

Because today he was facing the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Sword, six martial artists above the ninth level of the Tiangang Realm.

With just these few people, they can build a super martial arts family in Longjiang City that surpasses any family.

As for Ling Hao, he was alone, and if he didn't find a helper, he would definitely not dare to come.

But even if you find a helper, an old man who is close to old age should not have much effect, and there is a small girl behind him.

Is this a group to send death?

For a moment, the people present immediately looked at Ling Hao gloatingly.

"Uncle Tang?"

When the iceberg woman saw Tang Mingzhi, her face changed slightly, and a look of surprise finally appeared in her eyes.

"Uncle Tang, why are you with him. ”

Not only the iceberg woman, but also the other five sons of the Heavenly Sword also looked shocked, this time they happened to pass by Longjiang City, and they also happened to receive a call from Wang Qiangjian, so they temporarily decided to stand up for Wang Qiangjian.

Unexpectedly, Tang Mingzhi, the peak master of Iron Sword Peak, would come, and he was obviously very familiar with Ling Hao.

Although they were disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak and had a higher status than Iron Sword Peak, Tang Mingzhi was the master of the First Peak, and he was the same generation as their master.

"Uncle Shi?"

"Could it be that this is Tang Mingzhi, the peak master of the Iron Sword Peak of the Heavenly Sword Gate?"

Hearing the words of the iceberg woman, Shangguan Hai, Qin Tianlong and the others were all puzzled, and immediately looked at Tang Mingzhi and Ling Hao in shock.

Ling Hao actually had a close relationship with Tang Mingzhi, the peak master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, which was too.

How old is Tang Mingzhi, at least a hundred years old, and Ling Hao, is he in his early twenties?

No matter how you look at these two people, they should not be able to hit each other with eight poles.

But now, how can the two of them talk and laugh like old friends, judging from Tang Mingzhi's face, they seem to have a lot of fear of Ling Hao.

"Brother Ling, is this the Wang family?"

Tang Mingzhi stepped on the door and entered, looking at the courtyard while talking and laughing, and when he saw the iceberg woman, Tang Mingzhi's gaze suddenly changed, his face was a little ugly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Yu'er, why did you appear here?"

"Senior Sister Yu, it turns out that you also came to Longjiang City. Chen Yuezhu's eyes lit up when she saw the iceberg woman, and she was immediately surprised.

"Uncle Tang..."

The iceberg woman smiled bitterly, then got up and came to Tang Mingzhi's side and bowed, "Heavenly Sword Peak Chu Yu has seen Uncle Tang. ”

Behind him, the other five people also bowed their heads and greeted them with humility.

It's really Tang Mingzhi.

A powerhouse of the Yuan Shen Realm.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Shangguan Hai and Qin Tianlong's eyes shrank slightly, they had heard of Tang Mingzhi's name.

Moreover, Tang Mingzhi was not only an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but also the vice president of the Fang Yuan Generation Martial Arts Association, and it was not too much to say that he was highly respected.

Sects, the secular will not be too clear.

The earth is not the Tianlong Continent, and it is impossible for the sect to control the country, but it is controlled by the state. So there is nothing strange about Tang Mingzhi becoming the vice president of the Martial Arts Association.

It's just that what shocked them was how Ling Hao could know Tang Mingzhi.

This is unscientific.

Could it be that Ling Hao was a disciple of a certain great sect, or was it Tang Mingzhi's illegitimate son?

Thinking of this, the people present couldn't help but start speculating about the relationship between the two.

Only Wang Ritian was standing beside the iceberg woman and shivered, and when he heard the words of the people around him, he was like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't stop in a cold sweat.