The middle-aged man smiled gloomily and said, "Very good! You think you are Chen Zihao's disciple, so I don't dare to kill you?!"

Left palm luck, ready to take Lan Lan's life!

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly heard someone speak: "Hit! I see you slap it out and try it?!"

When everyone looked back, they saw a person standing outside the broken door of the old factory, who came to the house dressed up, ordinary, but for some reason, just a casual stop, but a rush of heroism came to the face. It was already winter, and the wind blew into the house through the broken door, but the placket of this man's clothes did not move at all!

This is the manifestation of the innate true qi reaching the highest realm!

The person who came was none other than Zhilan's master, Chen Zihao! Master Chen received a call from Ruyan, and after a few words, he knew the ins and outs, and rushed here with his kung fu, and was about to meet a middle-aged man who was about to make a move, so he spoke up.

Before Chen Zihao said that, his index finger had already yielded his luck and was ready to make a move at any time. If the middle-aged man dared to slap that palm, I am afraid that before he could slap Zhilan, he would be injured by Chen Zihao's finger first.

Zhilan saw that the master had arrived, and let out a long breath, it seemed that her little life had been saved. When he looked up again, Ruyan had already appeared next to Master Chen.

"Chen Zihao?!" the middle-aged man said coldly, "Do you know that your apprentice killed my beloved apprentice?"

"Yes. Master Chen nodded.

"Okay, now I want to pay for my life, what do you have to say?!" The middle-aged man was even more furious when he heard that Chen Zihao actually knew about it.

"If you kill it, you will kill it, and if Zhilan doesn't kill me, I will kill it. Chen Zihao said indifferently.

"You!" The middle-aged manly man was speechless: "You deceive people too much!"

"Okay, I fought Yan Yun to make a feud with your Chen family, and I have to cut off your apprentice first!" With that, the middle-aged man slapped at the top of Zhilan's head on the spiritual platform.

Before the palm of his hand touched Zhilan, a burst of innate true qi shot out from the index finger of Master Chen's right hand, heading straight for the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man didn't dare to block hard, and hurriedly dodged sideways. True Qi shot straight forward, right on top of the rope that bound Lan, and the rope broke in response.

It turned out that Master Chen pointed out, which could hurt the enemy, and at the same time, he had already aimed at the rope that bound Zhilan. One move, the enemy retreats, and Zhilan escapes!

Zhilan, who broke free from the rope, jumped in front of the master in one leap. Master Chen looked at Zhilan and saw that he was not seriously injured, so he said in a deep voice:

"Let's go. ”

The middle-aged man saw that he was defeated by Master Chen, but he couldn't swallow this breath:

"Okay, good! The Chen family in West Lake is so majestic! Murder disciples, go away. The middle-aged man said fiercely:

"I will definitely report back to the master, and ask the senior brother in charge to come and explain to you!"

When Chen Zihao heard this, he stopped for a moment, and said without looking back: "Get out! I want to see you in Fengyu again, and even kill you together!"

"Brother Chen, slow down!" Just as Chen Zihao and Zhilan were about to leave, a voice came.

Hearing this, Chen Zihao stopped, did not look back, but asked coldly:

"Who's coming. Yan Qingfeng, are you here to explain?"

In a flash, one person had landed in the center of the field.

"Senior brother!" The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and shouted when he saw this person, and several Yanyun disciples next to him also bowed down and shouted, "Master!"

"Senior brother, that kid next to Chen Zihao killed Murong!" When the middle-aged man saw the arrival of the senior brother in charge, he immediately spoke, hoping that the senior brother would make the decision for him and ask Chen Zihao for an explanation.

"Shut up!" the person shouted loudly, turned around after that, and said to Chen Zihao with a deep compliment: "Brother Zihao, I already know about the matter." Blame me for not managing the sect strictly, and I'll apologize to you here. And also... Please mourn!"

When Chen Zihao heard this, his body was shocked and he was speechless.

"Senior brother!" The middle-aged man called out in surprise when he saw that the head of Yan Yun had first apologized to Chen Zihao.

"You still don't shut up?!" the visitor shouted.

A few days ago, Yan Qingfeng heard that one of his junior nephews had an accident in West Lake, and his junior brother took someone to West Lake to find justice, and the matter was actually related to the Chen family in West Lake. Yanyunmen has been friends with the Chen family of West Lake for generations, and when he learned about the matter, he hurriedly sent people to inquire around, and finally understood the reason for the matter. As for contacting the reckless junior brother, he couldn't get in touch anyway. Yan Qingfeng knew that the matter was serious, so he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly set off and rushed over. When I arrived here, I saw that my junior brother and those Yanyun disciples were fine, and I already knew that Master Chen's subordinates were merciful. Seeing that his junior brother was still talking ruthlessly, he was even more anxious and appeared to apologize to Chen Zihao.

"Do you want an explanation?" Yan Qingfeng glared at his junior brother and said:

"Okay, then let me ask you: how to deal with the following three indiscriminate methods to deceive him into doing the secret?"

"What should we do about stealing antiquities from the previous dynasty for personal gain?"

"Because of your apprentice, Master Chen accidentally killed his own son, do you think you still want anything to explain?!"

After a few words, the middle-aged man never said a word again. After Yan Qingfeng reprimanded his junior brother, he turned around and said to Chen Zihao:

"Brother Zihao, I have a lot of trouble in Yanyunmen about this matter, I will definitely pay a special visit tomorrow to apologize!"

Chen Zihao heard this, and his locked brows finally expanded slightly. According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if one faction owes a great favor to the other faction, the head of the faction will come forward to apologize in person. This door is naturally not casually boarded, because the person who comes to the door is the head of a faction, so when he comes to the door, he will definitely bring a heavy gift, the light is a sharp sword, and the heavy is a faction of secrets.

As soon as Yan Qingfeng's words came out, it meant that Yan Yunmen admitted that his sect owed the Chen family a great favor in this matter, and he wanted to give a heavy gift to pay it back. Master Chen was originally a reasonable person, and his own son was also very wrong in this matter! At this time, seeing that Yan Qingfeng was so righteous and open-minded, he no longer had any resentment, and sighed and said:

"Alas...... Qingfeng, you and I are old friends. It was more or less because of my son. Today is the end of the matter, and we will not need to talk about it in the future. I'm inconvenient for a few days, so we'll talk about it later. Then he turned and left.

"Brother Zihao, slow down. The three of them just wanted to leave, but they were stopped by Yan Qingfeng again.

"This is the little brother Zhilan, right?" Yan Qingfeng did not speak to Master Chen this time, but turned to Zhilan.

"Just now, my disciples were offended, and I asked Haihan. ”

Zhilan will not be at all. The head of such a big door is like this to himself, how can he be a person, and hurriedly said that he doesn't dare, he doesn't dare.

Seeing that he was like this, Yan Qingfeng did not have the arrogance he had before, and he also added a few points to him in his heart, so he continued:

"Little brother Zhilan, you and I don't have anything to give when we meet for the first time. Ling'er ......" Yan Qingfeng turned around and called.

"Daddy......" A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came out of the side. The girl had beautiful eyebrows, a good face, and was extremely cute, and she came to Qingfeng and shouted.

"I haven't seen you Uncle Chen yet?!" Qingfeng said.

"I've seen Uncle Chen. Yan Ling'er turned around and saluted.

"Ling'er is here too?" Chen Zihao saw that it was her, and returned slowly. This Yan Ling'er is Yan Qingfeng's only daughter, Chen Zihao has seen it since he was a child, and he is already so old in a blink of an eye. Yanyunmen and the Chen family are world friends, but they have moved less in recent years. When Ling'er was young, Chen Zihao also brought her to Chen's house, and Master Chen liked Ling'er quite much, and he also moved to marry his children's family. It's just that things are wrong, and now when I see Yan Ling'er, I can't help but think of my son again, and my face can't help but darken.

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhilan. After Ling'er finished giving Master Chen, she turned around and saluted Zhi Lan again. After that, he nodded with a smile at Ruyan, who was standing next to Zhilan. This time, Ling'er came to West Lake with her father, and she had already heard her father tell him the ins and outs of the matter. Because she had never dealt with Murong before, and this matter was indeed something wrong with her own sect, she didn't hate Zhilan as much as other Yanyun disciples. Moreover, Ling'er had heard that the senior brother named Murong was so good at kung fu that he was defeated by Zhilan, so he wanted to see it. When we met today, we naturally said hello together.

If the beauty of smoke is the kind of beauty that rejects people thousands of miles away and makes people despair, then the beauty of Ling'er is the beauty of being lively and lovely, which makes people feel close.

At this time, seeing Ling'er giving a salute, not only Zhilan returned the salute, but even Ruyan next to him smiled and nodded.

"Ling'er, take out that Yanyun longitudinal book. After the introduction of the ceremony, Yan Qingfeng continued.

Ling'er handed over a cheat book as she said, Yan Qingfeng turned around and handed it to Zhilan: "There is nothing to give when we meet for the first time, this Yanyun Zongquan should be my meeting gift." ”

"No!" didn't wait for Zhilan to pick it up, but Chen Zihao stopped him.

"Aomine, you don't have to. As I said earlier, this matter is more caused by my son, and both sides are actually at fault. This Yan Yun Zong is the secret of Yan Yun Gate's light work, and it must not be collected. ”

In fact, Yan Qingfeng came here and was ready to come to the door to apologize. But just now I heard Chen Zihao's refusal to come to the door, and saw Chen Zihao's gloomy look when he saw Ling's childhood, and he felt even more sorry for Chen Zihao. From the sidelines, it has already been seen that the relationship between Zhilan and Chen Zihao is the same as that of father and son, and they have long been careful. And what made him make up his mind was that for some reason, as soon as he saw Zhi Lan, Yan Qingyun gave birth to an indescribable sense of closeness, a sense of déjà vu. At this time, when he saw Chen Zihao coming forward to stop him, he immediately said:

"Brother Chen, it was my Yanyunmen who was not strict under the rule, which almost caused the Chen family to lose its cheats and caused the death of Ling Gongzi. This is not the case for me anyway. My little brother and Zhilan hit it off at first sight, this Yan Yunzong, I sent it. Brother Chen, if you are willing to forgive me Yan Yunmen, let Zhilan accept this book!"

At this point, Chen Zihao sighed: "Alas...... That's fine. Zhilan, you can take it. ”

Seeing such a posture, Zhilan had long known the preciousness of this book, and after taking the book, he gave Yan Qingfeng a deep salute......

In a restaurant, the two doors that were originally facing each other were already sitting together. If Yan didn't like such a scene, he had already returned to school first. At this time, Yan Qingfeng and Chen Zihao sat down, and at the table, on the left of Zhilan was Ling'er, and on the right was the disciple of Yan Yun who had greeted him with his fist.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere in the house is already very harmonious. Zhilan and Ling'er chatted a lot with each other, Ling'er had a lively and lovely personality, and asked Zhilan many questions, many of which were like smoke. Seeing that the Yanyun disciple next to him had been silent and not being cold, Zhilan toasted a glass of wine and chatted a few words. Suddenly, Zhilan remembered a question, so she asked:

"Senior Brother Zheng, I have something to say, I don't know how to speak?"

This Yanyun disciple's surname is Zheng, and he has an upright personality, so he heard the head of the family tell him the reason for the matter, and he knew that Senior Brother Murong was at fault, and he also knew that Master Chen had lost his son because of this, and he had long since lost his grudge. At this time, hearing that Zhilan had something to ask, he said, "Brother Zhilan, you just ask." ”

Seeing him like this, Zhilan was no longer worried, and asked directly, "I want to know, how did you know that I killed Murong Fu?"