Ke Zilai hurriedly asked, "Father, are you okay?"

Ke Zhenghua said: "I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Ke Zilai was speechless and said, "It's okay, why are you crying?"

Ke Zhenghua wiped away the tears on his face and said, "I'm happy, excited!"

Ke Zilai muttered dissatisfiedly: "What are you excited about? My friends have been taken away, and you are still excited!"

"Eh!" Ke Zhenghua's face froze, and he said, "You stinky boy, what do you think? Your father and I are the kind of person who gloats?"

The guest pouted and said bluntly: "Father, you are crying with excitement, aren't you?"

Ke Zhenghua looked at his son with a dissatisfied look, and knew that he had just behaved a little too much, no wonder he could understand the mistake. At that moment, Zhengse said: "Forget it, let's tell you this for my father!"

"Then you say!"

Ke Zilai's eyes stared at him motionlessly, as if he wanted to see something from Ke Zhenghua's face, but it was destined to disappoint him.

Ke Zhenghua looked at his son and said, "Do you know who Nie Donglai's father is?"

When the guest heard this, he was immediately deflated, rolled his eyes, and said, "How do you know if you don't tell me?"

Ke Zhenghua was not angry, and continued: "Nie Donglai's father is the great benefactor of his father, and he is also the great benefactor of our Hakka family. ”

"Who's that?"

Because he is not very well treated by his family on weekdays, Ke Zilai didn't know that his father's benefactor was Shengbi Xuanjian, a well-known big man in the rivers and lakes, otherwise he would have boasted about himself in his circle.

Ke Zhenghua glared at him fiercely, and said weakly: "Why don't you know anything? Why did Lao Tzu give birth to you like this...... Alas!"

He wanted to scold but couldn't, because from beginning to end, as a father, he didn't care much about visitors, let alone mention his past events, and in the end it could only be transformed into a lonely sigh.

seems to be lamenting his incompetence as a father, and some seem to be lamenting that the guest is not motivated as a son.

“......”

Listening to his father's tone, Ke Zilai was speechless for a while, how can I know if you don't say it yourself?

"Forget it, it's up to me to say it, Nie Donglai's father, that is, the Holy Pen Xuanjian, had the grace to save my life back then!"

Ke Zhenghua knew that he was at fault in this matter, so he couldn't blame his son.

"What? His father is the famous Holy Pen Xuanjian in the rivers and lakes?"

Before he finished speaking, Ke Zilai exclaimed in surprise and said: "Then we should save him, as the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, not to mention the grace of saving lives." ”

Ke Zhenghua didn't expect his son's reaction to be so big, so he couldn't help but glance at him more, and praised: "Yes, it seems that you have grown a lot over the years!"

Ke Zilai said smugly: "That's, don't look at who I am?"

Ke Zhenghua's head immediately became bigger, and he hurriedly said: "Come on, stop, don't you know what the fourth son of the long school represents?

The so-called four sons of the long school are just some idle people who have nothing to do to arrange the rhetoric that the four of them have nothing to do, and the bad thing is to laugh at the four of them according to their names and lose the face of the four great families, that's all.

Ke Zilai smiled and said disapprerovingly: "No matter what it represents, others don't have this opportunity to enjoy it!"

"You can't change eating!"

Ke Zhenghua's face instantly became extremely ugly.

When the guest saw that he was really angry, his neck shrank, and he quickly changed the topic, saying, "Father, when are we going to save Nie Donglai?"

"Do you know who captured him?"

Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned Nie Donglai, Ke Zhenghua's face instantly became serious.

"He was taken by several women!"

Ke Zilai no longer giggled, and said with a sad face.

Ke Zhenghua frowned and asked, "How many women?"

Ke Zilai shook his head and said, "I don't know, originally we were all caught by them, but they later released the four of us, and only captured Nie Donglai." ”

Ke Zhenghua's brows furrowed even tighter, and said, "Are you saying that you, the Xue family, the Jin family, and the Duan family were all arrested by them, but then they released a few of you?"

Ke Zilai said: "Exactly!"

"That's weird!"

Ke Zhenghua couldn't figure out what their intentions were.

Ke Zilai said: "I can't figure out the reason either, it seems that they originally came to Nie Donglai alone." ”

"You're coming alone for Nie Donglai?"

Ke Zhenghua's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and said, "Think about it carefully, have they said anything else?"

Ke Zilai walked over to a bench and sat down, his hands on his cheeks, and meditated.

Ke Zhenghua didn't bother him anymore, just paced back and forth anxiously.

After a while, Ke Zilai suddenly exclaimed and said, "I remember, they called one of the masked women a fairy girl. ”

Ke Zhenghua stopped abruptly and said, "Fairy Gu, are you sure you heard it right?"

Ke Zilai looked sure and said, "Can't be wrong!"

Ke Zhenghua looked solemn and said to himself: "That should be the Hundred Immortals Sect, but I have never heard that they have any holiday with him?"

When Ke Zilai saw him talking to himself alone, he couldn't help asking, "Father, what are you muttering?"

"Oh, it's nothing, you go down first!"

Ke Zhenghua said a little absent-mindedly.

"Then can you save Nie Donglai?"

Ke Zilai asked anxiously.

"I have my own opinions on this matter, don't be reckless first, go down!"

Ke Zhenghua waved his hand impatiently, he really couldn't figure out what the purpose of the Hundred Immortal Sect was, although the Hundred Immortal Sect had not risen for a long time, but its strength was undoubted, especially the Hundred Flowers Fairy Mo Yushi, her strength was even more unfathomable, even if she was not necessarily her opponent, so he had to be cautious.

"Oh!"

The guest answered listlessly and walked out of the ancestral hall.

After a while, I saw Ke Fushan walking in with a puzzled face, looking out as he walked.

"Master, are you training the young master again?"

As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, he asked.

Ke Zhenghua raised his head and looked at him, puzzled: "No! What's wrong?"

Kefushan said: "That's weird, on weekdays, the young master always greets me with a smile, just now I met him listlessly walking out, called him a few times and he didn't answer, I thought the master trained him again." ”

Ke Zhenghua was stunned for a moment and said, "It should be that he is thinking about saving people." ”

Kefushan was puzzled: "Save people, who are you saving?"

Ke Zhenghua told him the ins and outs of the matter.

Ke Fushan was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "Master, are you sure that Nie Donglai is the descendant of the Holy Pen Xuanjian?"

Ke Zhenghua nodded and said, "It shouldn't be wrong." ”

Kefushan said: "Then what should we do now?"

Ke Zhenghua thought for a while and said, "Help me prepare, I want to go to Baihua Valley in person." ”

Kefushan said: "Now?"

Ke Zhenghua nodded and said, "Now!"

Kefushan bowed down and clenched his fists and said, "Okay, I'll go and prepare." ”