Lin Cuo shook his head, when he arrived in front of the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Xiu had already fought with Uncle Chen, although he didn't see the whole process, but he also witnessed Zhao Xiu's shocking sword.

This sword was so fast that even he was frightened.

Moreover, when Zhao Xiu made a move, he clearly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power.

How could this son be born a waste and unable to practice?

Thinking of this, Lin Cuo's gaze also became gloomy, in his opinion, this was most likely the reason why the other party deliberately prevaricated himself.

Not only him, but many people who have seen Zhao Xiu's move don't believe Zhao Chengdan's words.

They could clearly see that Zhao Xiu burst out with the strength of the peak of condensation at the moment of his shot, and he had such cultivation at a young age, even if he was in the seventh vein, he was also a genius-like figure.

Such a person will be born a waste?

The crowd became agitated, and some people were dissatisfied: "Mrs. Zhao said that it was funny, that young man obviously has the strength of the peak of condensation, and you actually say that he is a waste?"

"The sea of qi can't contain spiritual power? He made a move at the right time, and the spiritual power was surging, does this look like he can't contain spiritual power?"

"You can't be a fool with such nonsense. ”

"Born a waste? No, I think your son is a bit like a born waste. ”

These people are all unpleasant to the Zhao family on weekdays, and they just happened to fall into the well at this time.

They were afraid of Zhao Chengdan's strength and did not dare to provoke, but they were not so polite to Mrs. Zhao.

For a while, Mrs. Zhao's face turned red, her graceful body shook, and she almost died of anger.

"Ridiculous! I am the son of the Zhao family, the future head of the Zhao family, and the words I say will be false!" Zhao Chengdan shouted angrily, and there was arrogance in his tone.

Not to mention the Zhao family's prestige in the Earthquake Palace, with the power of the Zhao family, looking at the world, it is also a number of families!

His words are the truth!

"Brother the future head of the Zhao Mansion, you can't talk nonsense. ”

A group of mermaids rushed out, and the person at the head was Zhao Chengjian, who looked at Zhao Chengdan with a gloomy face at this time.

He knew early on that Zhao Xiu was in conflict with people outside the house, and he wanted to send someone to stop it, but Zhao Xiu had already made a move.

What happened after that was completely unexpected by him, which made Zhao Chengjian have a strange mind.

Zhao Chengdan's power in the Zhao Mansion is intertwined, and he has been eliminating the henchmen left in the mansion by Mrs. Zhao Chengdan over the years, but unfortunately he still can't control the entire Zhao Mansion.

This opportunity is rare in front of me, and I just took this opportunity to kill Zhao Chengdan's sharp spirit.

"Zhao Chengjian, my father asked you to be in charge of the affairs of the Zhao Mansion, and you just let that little beast do evil in front of the door and let the Zhao family lose its reputation?"

Zhao Chengjian frowned, knowing that this woman was scheming, he came up and gave him a hat, and did not answer, but looked at Zhao Chengdan with cold eyes.

Since he took charge of the Zhao Mansion, the relationship with this brother has deteriorated, and he just didn't break it in public.

"Is this how you are in charge of the Zhao Mansion?" Zhao Chengdan's eyes flashed with anger, he didn't have a good impression of this brother who had seized his power.

Zhao Chengjian said lightly: "This matter is indeed my negligence, but it was your son who provoked the incident, you let me ignore family affection and destroy my relatives in righteousness?"

The two sides were tense, and the onlookers were dumbfounded, but they didn't expect to see a good show of the Zhao family fighting for power today.

Zhao Chengdan didn't seem to want to talk to him, and said coldly: "This matter is over, then the rebel son will be handed over to me to deal with, father, then I will see how you explain!"

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Xiu coldly, there are too many secrets on this son, he has to interrogate them clearly.

Mrs. Zhao's face was pale, as long as that little beast fell into the hands of her husband and wife, he would definitely not be able to survive or die!

"Oh, it's a pity that the young man's talent. ”

"That's it, after all, this is a family affair of the Zhao Mansion, how can we manage so much!"

The onlookers shook their heads and sighed, and gradually dispersed, and the rest were either interested in Zhao Xiu, or had the mentality of watching the Zhao family make a fool of themselves.

Lin Cuo's face changed, he saw that Zhao Xiu was dressed ordinarily, and knew that this person was not valued in the Zhao Mansion.

Once it falls into the hands of Zhao Chengdan and his wife, I am afraid that this genius boy will die before he grows up!

Thinking of this, he took a step forward, stopped in front of Zhao Chengdan and said, "Brother Zhao, I have no intention of taking care of your family affairs, but Ling Lang has a relationship with my Qingfeng faction, and my uncle has always been concerned about him, so I should take this child away." ”

Although he spoke in a consultative tone, his eyes were firm, and if Zhao Chengdan disagreed, he would snatch people.

"Brother Lin, what do you mean by this!" Zhao Chengdan's face became ugly.

"Zhao Xiu has some connections with my Qingfeng faction, not to mention that my uncle's swords are in his hands, and I must take them away today. Lin Cuo said lightly, his voice revealing a bit of coldness.

Lin Cuo was so strong, which caught Zhao Chengdan off guard.

The crowd that was about to disperse suddenly gathered again, looking at the scene in front of them with burning eyes.

Today is really an eye-opener for them, that is a genius disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, how can he stand out for a young man?

"Lin Cuo, it is said that among the seven veins, his talent is also a top-notch existence, such a character would openly turn against the Zhao family for the sake of a young man?"

"Don't say it's the Qingfeng faction, even if it's me, I want to take that kid under the door. ”

In the crowd, a certain powerhouse of the Demon Dao Sect shook his head and sighed, if he came forward, he was afraid that Lin Cuo and Zhao Chengdan would immediately abandon their previous suspicions and join forces to deal with him.

The handsome man in the car waved his hand and was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of this scene, was slightly stunned, and then said loudly: "Stop!"

The guards outside the car did not know why, but they did not dare to disobey his orders.

The handsome man looked at Lin Cuo and Zhao Chengdan with interest, both of whom were the best of the second generation of disciples of the Seven Veins.

Zhao Chengdan is the eldest son of Zhao Yuyan, and he has a large number of cultivation resources to help him improve his cultivation, and his strength is first-class.

And Lin Cuo is even more remarkable, he is a rare genius disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, the resources in the door are tilted, and the cultivation of him to the present day, the price paid by the Qingfeng Sect is not small.

The handsome man really wanted to see the two of them doing it.

"Zhao Chengdan's qualifications are good, but compared with Lin Cuo, it is still too far behind, and it is almost the same as Zhao Xuanyuan. The handsome man shook his head and chuckled.

Zhao Chengdan looked at Lin Cuo with gloomy eyes, if he could, he didn't want to fight with the person in front of him at all.

Even Zhao Xuanyuan didn't dare to say that he could beat this person.

It's a pity, Zhao Xiu must stay today! This kid has too many secrets, once he is taken away by the people of the Qingfeng faction, if he has achievements in the future, with this kid's hatred for himself, won't it become a stumbling block in the way?

Thinking of this, Zhao Chengdan took a deep breath, waved his hand, and surrounded his henchmen.

The scene is tense.