Spring went to autumn, and five years passed quickly. In a quiet courtyard, Wang Qingzhi's family was eating.

A family of five, in addition to Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan, there are also Wang Qiuhong, Wang Qiushuang and Wang Qiuming.

Wang Qiuhong is ten years old this year, Wang Qiushuang is nine years old, and Wang Qiuming is the third son of Wang Qingzhi, who is six years old this year.

Two, two, one woman, all of them are three spiritual roots.

Wang Qingzhi looked at his children, his eyes full of doting.

A hurried shout suddenly sounded: "Seventh brother, are you here?"

Wang Qiuhong frowned and said, "It's the sixth brother, he's here again, sister, brother, you eat quickly, otherwise he will finish our meal again." ”

"Qiu Hong, how can you speak! Your sixth brother is not an outsider, how can you say this!"

Wang Qingzhi reprimanded with a straight face.

Wang Qiushuang pursed her lips and said, "Dad, the sixth brother always comes when we have dinner, and he finishes our meals every time." ”

Qi Shanshan glared at Wang Qiushuang, and said angrily: "After eating, my mother will do it again, your third uncle will give you a lot of food when you are fair, have you forgotten?"

"Yes, I brought food with me this time. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a short and stocky teenager walked in.

The young man was dressed in a wide golden brocade robe, his belly was swollen, and he seemed to be about to break his belt at any time, his face was white, his face was round, and his two small hands were full of flesh.

This is Wang Qingze's son Wang Qiuxin.

Wang Qiuxin held a beautiful food box in his hand, looked at the food on the table, and swallowed his saliva.

"Ninth uncle and ninth aunt, seventh brother, eighth sister, ninth brother, grandpa asked me to bring you delicious food. ”

Wang Qiuxin picked up the food box in his hand and said sincerely.

Wang Qingzhi nodded, and said with a smile: "The third uncle is too polite, Qiu Xin, you haven't had dinner yet! Come, sit down and eat a little together, lady, go and serve Qiu Xin dinner." ”

Qi Shanshan answered, and was about to walk to the stove house.

"No need, Aunt Jiu, I'll just come by myself, and I won't trouble you with this kind of trivial matter. ”

Wang Qiuxin put down the food box, took out a golden bowl the size of a watermelon from his arms, and ran quickly towards the stove house.

"Dad, mother, look, what did I say, the sixth brother even brought a bowl, his bowl is so big, he has ten bowls for us. ”

Wang Qiushuang pouted Yin Tao's small mouth and said with some displeasure.

Wang Qingzhi glared and reprimanded: "Don't say such things that are not conducive to unity, family, what's wrong with eating a few bowls of rice, your sixth brother brought dishes over this time, the third uncle is a first-order spirit chef, and the food he makes is delicious." ”

Qi Shanshan opened the food box and brought out the dishes inside, five dishes and one soup, still hot.

In the stove house, Wang Qiuxin took his own exclusive big bowl and put rice in it, until the big bowl was filled, he walked out satisfied.

As soon as he walked out, a young man in a blue shirt walked up to him, it was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng retreated for seven years this time, and with the help of Xuan Bing Cold Water, he successfully advanced to the ninth layer of the foundation.

He looked at the little fat man in front of him, his face was full of doubts, and he said with some uncertainty: "Are you Qiu Hong?"

Wang Qiuhong liked to catch food when he was a child, but he hadn't seen him for seven years, and he was so fat.

Wang Qiuxin felt the strong spiritual pressure emanating from Wang Changsheng's body, rolled his eyes, held the big bowl in both hands, bowed, and said, "Grandson Wang Qiuxin meets Uncle Jiu, grandson's father is Wang Qingze." ”

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized, he suddenly remembered something, and wondered: "You are the grandson of the third brother, why did you come here?"

Wang Qiuxin smiled and said, "Grandpa asked me to send some food to Uncle Nine, and Uncle Nine asked me to sit down and eat together, so I ate a little, Uncle Nine, do you want to eat?"

He handed the large bowl in his hand to Wang Changsheng, and the crystal clear rice exuded an enticing aroma.

"It's enough for you to have this filial piety, leave it for you to eat!"

Wang Changsheng chuckled lightly and walked out.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan hurriedly stood up and said in unison:

"Congratulations to my father. ”

Wang Changsheng nodded, his gaze falling on Wang Qiuhong and the others.

Wang Qingzhi understood, pointed to Wang Qiuhong and the three of them and introduced: "Dad, this is Qiu Hong, Qiu Shuang, and Qiu Ming, all of whom are your grandsons." ”

"My grandson has seen my grandfather, congratulations to my grandfather for coming out. ”

Wang Qiuhong and the three of them bowed and said in unison.

Looking at his three grandchildren, Wang Changsheng's face was full of doting, he picked up Wang Qiuming and sat down: "Your name is Qiuming, right! How old are you this year?"

"Grandfather, I'm six years old, and I'm already at the first level of Qi refining. ”

Wang Qiuming said a little proudly.

Wang Changsheng showed a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Qiu Ming has refined qi at the first level?" Yes, you have to cultivate diligently, and you can't slack off, you know?"

"Got it, I'll work hard to cultivate, grandfather. ”

Wang Qiuming nodded, his immature little face full of seriousness.

"It's so good, it's worthy of being a good grandson of my grandfather. ”

Wang Changsheng kissed Wang Qiuming, his face full of kindness.

At this moment, Wang Changtai walked in quickly, and when he saw Wang Changsheng, his eyes showed a little joy, and he said solemnly:

"Brother Jiu, Uncle Twenty-One is back, now in the council hall, you'd better go over, something big has happened. ”

Wang Changsheng frowned, and instructed Wang Qingzhi: "You continue to have dinner, don't starve the child, I'll come back later." ”

After saying this, Wang Changsheng and Wang Changtai walked quickly towards the conference hall.

In the conference hall, Wang Mingjiang sat on a chair, ragged and in a trance.

Wang Changfeng was lying on the ground, his eyes were closed, his breath was completely gone, and his skin was black, obviously poisoned.

Wang Qingkai stood aside, his brows furrowed.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng and Wang Changtai to walk in.

"Big brother!"

Seeing Wang Changfeng lying on the ground, his face was black, Wang Changsheng's heart sank, and he walked forward quickly to check on Wang Changfeng's situation.

"Uncle Twenty-One, what's the matter? Who made the eldest brother like this?"

Wang Changsheng said with a gloomy face, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

When Wang Mingjiang heard this, his eyes turned red, and he said with a little choked: "It's me, it's me who hurt Changfeng." ”

Wang Changsheng frowned, pondered for a moment, and then ordered Wang Qingkai and Wang Changtai: "You go down first, I have something to say to Uncle Twenty-One." ”

Wang Changtai and Wang Qingkai answered, turned around and left.

Wang Changsheng casually released a soundproof cover and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Twenty-One, what the hell is going on?"

Wang Mingjiang let out a long breath, wiped his tears, and told the ins and outs of the matter.

Knowing that Wang Mingjiang and Wang Changfeng robbed and killed the disciples of Taiyi Xianmen, Wang Changsheng was frightened into a cold sweat, he didn't care that Wang Mingjiang was his elder, and said angrily: "Uncle Twenty-one, you are playing with fire and self-immolation, if you are not careful, our entire family will be wiped out, you are so bold that you dare to rob and kill the disciples of Taiyi Xianmen, if Taiyi Xianmen traces down our Wang family, will our Wang family still have a way to live? Don't forget, how did Uncle Mingren worship Taiyi Xianmen." ”

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Chapter 394: Wang Changsheng is out of the customs