Chapter Seventy-Eight: Coming to Power

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At least he can see what his eyes can't.

It's just that the fragrance of the flowers still doesn't see anything.

The fragrance of flowers permeated Xia He's side, but it seemed to have crashed into a cold whirlpool and disappeared immediately.

It feels like the fragrance of flowers is alive and then suddenly dies, and when it dies, it is natural that you can't see anything.

The master of the flower family stood up from his seat, his eyes still squinting.

Just when Xia He was waiting for him to say something, the master of the Hua family fell down all of a sudden, just like when he saw Xia Xiaolian a few days ago.

The sound of kneeling down was very loud, and it also made Xia He stunned, and Xiao Lian and Yin Huai were also stunned.

Xia He frowned, and the master of the Hua family said loudly: "Welcome to the young master." ”

This is a sentence in the palace, but it is said outside the palace. The master of the Hua family seems to be really an old servant, a loyal old servant.

It's just that Xia He saw this performance, and the corners of his eyebrows were locked tighter. I don't know what I'm thinking.

But he didn't say anything, and floated up, and the distance of two stories was stepped over by him.

Fluttering like a legacy of independence.

Xia He fell to the high platform and stood opposite the young master of the Hua family, as if he deliberately ignored the master of the Hua family.

Xia He looked at the young master of the Hua family, and this was the time when he really looked.

There has been a similar scene before.

Under the high platform, Yin Huai and the owner of the Hua family also stood like this.

It's just that unlike then, the two of them are about the same height, and the young master of the Hua family at that time looked down at people, and the current young master of the Hua family is also looking down, but he is not looking at people, he can't see people when he looks down, as if he doesn't dare to look at people.

When Xiao Lian saw this scene, she thought something was going to happen, but before she could rush up, Xia He stepped aside.

Looking at his sister with a smile.

"Brother. Xiao Lian had already stood up, and now she threw herself into Xia He's arms all of a sudden, Xia He rubbed her hair dotingly, didn't say anything, just smiled.

smiled and smiled, and then glanced at Yin Huai, who seemed to be very grateful.

Yin Huai saw the gratitude in his eyes, glanced at the young master of the Hua family, and didn't seem to want to accept it.

Xia He still didn't look at the young master of the Hua family, and he still didn't look at the master of the Hua family who knelt on the ground, it seemed that there were no two people on the high platform.

The young master of the Hua family is still a young man, and he is still a little frivolous when he is young.

Then the floral fragrance became rich again, and there was hostility hidden in the floral scent.

Xia He could smell the fragrance of flowers and taste the hostility in the fragrance of flowers, but he didn't care, didn't look back, and didn't release his strength.

The fragrance of flowers is getting stronger and stronger, and the hostility becomes a killing machine, and the killing machine reveals the fragrance of flowers, and the phantom of a red flower blooms in mid-air.

I can't see the type of flower, but the power contained in it is very permeable.

Xiao Lian lay in Xia He's arms and didn't see anything, Yin Huai saw the phantom of the flower and quietly stood up from the seat, but Xia He still didn't do anything.

The flower floated out, trembling and fluttering very slowly, but it still gradually approached Xia He's back.

Just when it was about to be reflected on Xia He's back in the next second.

The master of the flower family shouted loudly.

It turned out that he had only seen the flower at this time.

If you see it, stop it.

The flower was obscured by another, distinctly more condensed flower. Then the more condensed flower also disappeared in an instant.

The master of the Hua family looked at the young master of the Hua family, his eyes were full of blame, and then he lowered his head again.

"Please also ask the young master to forgive Xiao'er's unintentional actions, son, don't kneel down quickly. The son in the mouth of the master of the flower family did not mean to kneel down.

Just looking at Xia He's back.

Xiao Lian heard the loud shout and looked behind Xia He, but it happened to meet the unwilling eyes of the young master of the Shanghua family.

She had never seen such eyes, she had seen pampering, pity, tenderness in those eyes.

But I have never seen unwillingness.

Unwillingness often brings a lot of things like fighting, which little pity doesn't want to see.

Xiao Lian wanted to curb the occurrence of that kind of fight, so she hammered Xia He's chest with her hand, and then slipped out of his arms, took the hand of the young master of the Hua family, and said softly: "Don't be like this, he has always been like this." ”

As he spoke, he pursed his mouth, "Don't look at him so powerful, he definitely didn't mean to target you, he sometimes does this to me." ”

These are just words of comfort, and only she knows how true or false the words are.

The young master of the Hua family didn't know, so he listened to her comfort, showed the same gentle smile as usual, and also stretched out a hand and rubbed Xiao Lian's little head intimately, Xiao Lian was also very happy to rub it in his palm, like a cute little beast.

The movements were more intimate than before.

Xia He didn't look back, as if he knew what was going on.

Then he said something irrelevant, "What a heavy rust smell." ”

There was a rusty Fang Ding next to it, and the smell of rust was naturally heavy, but I don't know why, the smile on the face of the young master of the Hua family who heard this sentence seemed to stiffen.

It's just fleeting, and even Xiao Lian didn't see it, Xia He didn't look back, and he didn't see it.

The young master of the Hua family looked at the master of the Hua family, who was still kneeling on the ground and did not look up.

Yin Huai stepped forward and wanted to lift the master of the Hua family from the ground.

The owner of the Hua family didn't seem to think about it, and looked at Xia He with his spare eyes, Xia He didn't do anything, didn't say anything.

I could only see Xia He banging his chest with his hand, as if Xiao Lian's beating just now had injured him a little.

Xiao Pian saw that the owner of the Hua family was reluctant to stand up for a long time, so he also stepped forward and helped the master of the Hua family up from the ground.

The owner of the Hua family looked at Xiao Pian gratefully, "Thank you, little master." ”

Xiao Lian smiled sweetly, with an expression of a junior pleasing his senior.

Xia He glanced back at the master of the Hua family, and when the master of the Hua family saw his gaze, he lowered his head again, and when he wanted to kneel down again, he was grabbed by the young master of the Hua family.

Xia He smiled, and still didn't say anything to the master of the Hua family, as if it had nothing to do with him whether he knelt down or not.

Just after a glance, Xia He turned his gaze to the most eye-catching side of the high platform.

That's really the old Fang Ding.

Xia He looked at Ding and said a word, a word of nonsense.

"Why is there no fish in it?"

No one raises fish in Dingli, not in the past, and not in the future.

Xia He said this was originally a nonsense.

Also an inconsequential word.

The young master of the Hua family took those words as serious, and replied seriously: "This is a family heirloom, it does not raise fish, and there are no fish to be found now." ”

Xia He is still looking at Ding, "Who said that you can't raise fish in Dingli, who said you can't find fish?"

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