Time flies quickly, winter is coming again, and the snowflakes falling on the pedestrians will soon be a thick layer, but this can't stop people's footsteps. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuo Wenbo's duel failed, and he was almost killed directly, if it weren't for the presence of Mr. Wufu, it is estimated that he would not be able to get out of the ring, Zhuo Wenxuan plans to go home to see.

Liu Zihong saw Zhuo Wenbo for the first time, the genius boy in Zhuo Wenxuan's mouth, and it seems that the situation is very bad at the moment.

Several bones were broken from being beaten, and the Dharma on his body was also damaged, and it would take at least two years to fully recover, but this young man, who was only sixteen years old, still had a strong smile on his face.

"I'm fine, I'll get better soon!" This was the first thing Zhuo Wenbo said after seeing his brother, he knew that he still had a lot of expectations from his brother.

There was Zhuo Wenxuan's mother next to her, and her face was quite calm, just silently preparing meals for her two sons, and even chatting with Liu Zihong.

"You are Zihong, last time Wen Xuan went home, he mentioned you a few times, he has no friends, and some offends are placed, you have to bear more!"

"Auntie, don't worry, now Wenxuan is not what it used to be, and there are still a lot of good friends!" Liu Zihong said with a smile, since everyone is in a good mood, there is no need to be miserable.

"Mother, you can cook a few fewer dishes, make a hot pot, and we will accompany Wenbo to eat some!" Unlike before, Zhuo Wenxuan took the initiative to speak and put forward his own requirements at home.

Whether it is Liu Zihong, or himself, he feels that the fire is almost the same, and the Fuhu Fist at the level of perfection, the Shaolin mental method that enters the house, and the Wind and Fast Sword that also enters the house are his biggest reliance.

The family didn't know, they just thought that he had finally figured it out, and the psychological side was secretly happy for him, and the mother was naturally happy to prepare for the meal, and there were three young people left at the scene.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, the two brothers have a lot to say, Liu Zihong didn't bother them, he looked for a book casually next to him, and it could be seen that Zhuo Wenbo was also very attentive to reading, and there were many annotated notes on it.

Zhuo Wenxuan's father also came in and said a few words, and the middle-aged man who looked very kind blamed himself for his son's injury, feeling that he had not protected his son well.

The opponent of the duel with Zhuo Wenbo is called Wu Lun, the descendant of Gui Yi Hou, the grandson of the contemporary Gui Yi Hou, when the Zhao State was not established, the Wu family was a famous force in the entire north, with fifty or sixty thousand mercenaries, and there were grandmaster-level masters in the family, and there were more than ten Wuhou people.

In the war, the ancestors of the Wu family were killed by the ancestors of the Zhuo family, and after they surrendered to the Zhao State, the two sides became feuds, and the Wu family often troubled the Zhuo family, just like the duel between Zhuo Wenbo and Ulun, for the two families, it was just the norm, and even His Majesty was not good at saying anything.

It stands to reason that at the beginning, each was its master, even if he failed and was killed, he could only blame himself for his inferior skills, but now he belongs to the same forces, and it is impossible to have no estrangement in his heart.

The Zhuo family, under the auspices of the emperor, was ready to reconcile with the Wu family, but unfortunately it was useless, unless the Zhuo family could go to the ancestral grave of the Wu family, tie their arms, and then kowtow to apologize.

Needless to say, this kind of condition is the Zhuo family, even His Majesty the Emperor knows that it is unreliable, and even someone accused the Wu family on the spot, and since then the two sides have never talked about any reconciliation, as long as there is a chance, they will want to kill each other.

In recent years, the Zhuo family has declined, and some of them are going downhill, and the contemporary head of the Wu family is Gui Yihou, ranking among the heads of the household department, which can be said to be a high authority, and there is no shortage of local officials in the family.

And the Zhuo family is only Zhuo Wenxuan's uncle, ranking on the left side of the military department, Zhuo Wenxuan's father is the deputy commander of the city guard, and he and his uncle are all loyal to the country, and the young generation has not grown up.

The strongest martial artists of the younger generation of Wufu are not as good as Ma Feixiong, and they are serving in the army, so it is naturally impossible to rush back for this kind of thing.

Among the rest of the young people who have no position, the strongest is Zhuo Wenxuan's cousin, who is now a martial artist of the Second Mansion, and is still not the opponent of Ulun, who is twenty years old, has been practicing in the Silver Star Martial Mansion for five years, and is now also a famous master, ranking seventh among the seventy-two Star Monarchs of the Silver Star Martial Mansion.

Originally, Zhuo Wenbo was the most promising young man to catch up with the other party, but now he is only sixteen years old, and he is already a master at the martial arts level, as long as he is given another year or two, he may be able to complete the transcendence, but at this juncture, he was provoked by Ulun to the ring, and the ending is the one mentioned earlier.

helped Zhuo Wenbo up, and then the whole family accompanied him for a meal, after seeing Zhuo Wenxuan, he was in a good mood and ate a lot, and naturally his parents were also a lot happier.

As long as the current situation can be maintained, even if the son can't practice, it's excellent, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, and every descendant of the Zhuo family must be responsible for the family.

When he left home, Zhuo Wenxuan was in a bad mood, and Liu Zihong didn't know how to comfort him.

There happened to be a few people galloping on horses, and when they came to the two of them, they all grabbed the reins of the horses, and the front hooves of the horses flew high, and they landed more than a meter in front of the two of them.

The two of them didn't change their faces, they just waved their hands to drive away the snowflakes in front of them, their eyes fell on the horse's back, and they didn't have time to speak.

"Yo, isn't this Zhuo Wenxuan? How about your Wenbo's injury, I'm sorry I didn't stop my hand at the time, I knew that he was vulnerable, so I wouldn't fight with him!"

Brother Gongzi, who looked young next to him, looked at Ulun and instantly understood: "Brother, what's the use of you talking to him, who doesn't know that Zhuo Wenxuan is a waste material, he can't understand what you say!"

"That's right, I'm sorry Brother Wenxuan, but without Zhuo Wenbo's protection, I'm afraid that your little beauty will not be easy to protect, it makes people feel excited when you imagine it, if you want to change hands one day, brother, I don't dislike the broken flowers and willows!"

"Are you finished?" a faint voice came from inside the door behind the two of them.

You don't have to look back to know that it is Zhuo Wenxuan's father, Zhuo Yuanfan, a master at the Wuhou level, and several people in Wulun also showed a little sneer on their faces: "I've seen my uncle, let's make a joke with Wenxuan!"

"Are you finished?" Zhuo Yuanfan naturally knew if he was joking, and his voice was already filled with a murderous aura.

"That's it!" replied several of them.

"Get out!" a word came out of his mouth, mixed with the wind and snow, and the three groups of frightened horses scattered quickly, not at all controllable.

Finally grabbed the reins, looked at the place he didn't know, and suddenly became angry in his heart: "These old dogs of the Zhuo family, sooner or later they will make them look good!"

However, the younger brother who followed closely had some ghost ideas in his heart, and after thinking about it, he immediately took it into account, and said a few words in Ulun's ear, which immediately made Ulun feel better