Chapter 89: I privately think that it is more sincere to express such an emotion as gratitude or to add more

Zhang Xinghe felt that he was very lucky.

Orphaned but adopted by the owner of the Jizhen Martial Arts Pavilion, after showing his talent, he successfully entered the martial arts hall as a clan warrior training of the Mi clan, and finally was punished for ten years because he injured a son of the Mi clan.

But also because of the tempering of these ten years, he has become the best in the pinnacle of transformation and has a lot of money.

In order to reach the peak of his transformation and have a huge amount of money, he once felt that his dream of martial arts had come to an end.

Until Gongzi Shen found him.

"From now on, follow me. ”

At that time, Zhang Xinghe was still an untamed beast, if he was willing to be a dog, how could he commit the next crime.

Even if ten years have passed, he is still as rebellious as ever, so he asked disdainfully: "You, why." ”

"The strong cannot be without power for a day. I'll give it to you, above ten thousand. ”

Zhang Xinghe still remembers how bright and breathtaking Mishen's eyes, who were only twenty years old at the time.

After that, it took Mishen five years to fulfill his promise.

Although there are only 800 people in the current Gongzi Mansion, and there are only 3,000 servants and maids, Zhang Xinghe seems to be able to see his power in five years or ten years.

And all this was brought to him by Mishen, if Zhang Xinghe was confused and angry when he was young, then he is undoubtedly firm and calm now.

Even if Mishen asked him to do an evil thing that was scolded by thousands of people today, he could be calm.

Ghost hand is Zhang Xinghe's title, not only because of his strength, but also because he has done all the things that Mishen wants to do but is inconvenient to do.

Therefore, the entire Xiling South City knows that Gongzi Shen is benevolent and generous, but he is too fond of Zhang Xinghe, who is confident and ruthless, otherwise Gongzi's Mansion can go to the next level.

Everyone thinks so, but the tacit understanding between master and servant is not something that others can understand.

The first retainer may be seen by outsiders as the first military servant or steward to follow his master.

But you go and ask the clan son, and they will give you a completely different answer.

The first retainer is a brother, a sibling, and a family member who can leave your property with confidence.

Those who are good swimmers drown, and those who are good at riding fall.

As a warrior, who can dare to say that he is always invincible and invincible.

Sometimes a trap, a surrounding, a crooked combo can kill a good warrior.

And the head of the family will have descendants who have not grown up, and at this time, the first retainer must not only keep the foundation, but also take on the responsibility of cultivating the young master.

Therefore, for the children of the clan, the first retainer may not be the highest cultivation, but it must be the most trusted.

And Zhang Xinghe is Mishen's real henchman.

Therefore, on the day when Gongzi Shen went out to make an appointment, the affairs of Gongzi's Mansion were all managed by Zhang Xinghe.

He sat in the place that belonged to Mishen, dealing with the documents that should have been made by Mishen.

Suddenly, those who deal with big and small affairs have the illusion that Mishen is still there.

"Knock knock knock. Zhang Xinghe looked indifferent and knocked on the table.

"Childe is not here, and the affairs of Fenling Port are urgent, I hope you will work overtime. I'm not as benevolent as Childe, and I can tolerate fishing in troubled waters, and if I find me slacking, I'll be kicked out of Childe's mansion, understand. ”

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The collision between the two generations of Tianjiao, which is weaker and which is stronger.

Xiling, who has been peaceful for too long, is so fanatical about martial arts competitions, let alone this kind of covenant battle with a big gimmick.

Since this morning, Jiang Lin, who is ten miles outside the city, has been surrounded by water.

Although the number of clans of the Tang Mi and Mi clans who can enter the martial hall to cultivate is very small, there are not too many clans who have nothing to do.

The sons of the Guangguang family came, and there were two or three hundred people, standing on the north and south sides of Jiang Lin distinctly.

There is no doubt that these people are here to cheer for their family's Tianjiao, although they are not competitive enough, but these people are undoubtedly the most eager for the family to prosper.

Because only when the family is strong can their extravagant life continue.

And Tianjiao is undoubtedly the representative of the family.

On the east and west sides of Jiang Lin, there are the sons of those small and medium-sized families, and they came not to cheer and shout, but to see how big the gap between themselves and Xiling Tianjiao is.

As for the civilian warriors who wanted to see the excitement, they were crowded around the periphery, and some even climbed big trees.

After all, for them, this kind of excitement, Xiling will not have it once in decades, and if they miss it, they will not forgive themselves for the rest of their lives.

What's more, because of the legendary deeds of Tang Luo, the Xiling people have long been divided into two factions and are in a stalemate.

One faction thinks that what Wu Shengshan said is the truth, saying that he is a congenital leakage, he is, and Tianjiao has fallen.

And the other part thinks that you can't make up your mind before you really see Tang Luo, after all, the mainland has never seen a leak that can be cultivated to the realm of metamorphosis.

And Tang Luo, who is at the center of public opinion, is either in the martial arts hall or in the Xingchen Pavilion, and rarely shows up to show his cultivation, which adds to the mystery.

Although everyone in Xiling is singing his name, they are actually extremely curious about whether he is tall or short, fat or thin.

Today's Xiling is empty, tens of thousands of people gather outside Jiang Lin, and there are many people who have just gotten the news to rush here, just to see the appearance of the strongest Tianjiao of this generation.

"Look at the sky!"

The crowd looked towards where the sound had come from.

Resist the evil and the wind, if the holy king travels.

Five blue-red luannios pulled the frame, which was all made of evil silver, and the whole body shimmered with silver. The frame is surrounded by hundreds of carved dragons, thousands of tassels, and the luxury is abnormal.

In the silkworm tent, the white-clothed handsome boy sat in it like a fairy, resisting the wind and clouds, floating down.

When the frame was close, everyone could see how big the wings of the five luanbirds were, and the strong wind blew everyone to the ground, and even the big trees were bent unnaturally under the wind pressure.

The evil demon luan stopped in the middle of Jiang Lin, the silkworm tent slowly opened, and the white-clothed son Shen stood in front of Luan, like an immortal.

Those eyes like stars and moons, just looking at each other, will make people bow their heads weakly.

The momentum of the peak of metamorphosis swept the audience unabashedly, and the five luan birds hissed one after another, making a cry of "Great, great!"

When everyone was taken by the majesty of Gongzi Shen's arrival, the phalanx of the Tang family's children in the north let out a huge boo.

"It's fucking shameless, and I asked for a chariot for a fight. ”

"That's it, no wonder he Mishen is Tianjiao, and he also needs chariot assistance to fight with Tianjiao, who is ten years younger than him, which is really eye-opening. ”

"No, after all, the famous Gongzi Shen is acting safely. If you can't even beat the ten years younger, how can you have the face to say that you can recruit all the young talents. ”

"Hey, Brother Luo still suffers the loss of not being thick-skinned enough, if he opens the gilded hub of his family's beasts, let these Mi's soil buns see who is the first chariot in Xiling. ”

The sneer of the Tang clan did not lower his voice, but instead shouted with all his might, so that the entire Jiang Lin could hear it.

The dignified former generation of Tianjiao, and he had to borrow a car from home to make an appointment, which was really eye-opening.

Although the sons of the other clans did not dare to ridicule Mishen so blatantly, the disdain in their eyes had already explained the problem.

Even the children of the Mi clan who stood on his side felt that they had no face to see people, and they couldn't stop scolding in their hearts.

You are a twenty-five-year-old peak of metamorphosis, are you actually so timid? Even if Tang Luo is not born with a leaky body, he has only been in the metamorphosis realm for a year, and you still come out on the phoenix, isn't this sick?

You must know that as the first chariot of the Mi clan, it is the exclusive car of the patriarch Miyang, and you can't come out of a big war.

Although he was very sure that Mi Shen would not lose the fight, but he had more of this branch out of thin air, and when Tang Luo saw Luan Ran, he would not be able to let out any farts if he didn't beat everyone directly.

Because the combined efforts of the five Luan Birds can fight the existence of the murderous realm, do you let a teenager who is not in the mortal realm send out a death charge.

The evil demon luan stopped quietly in the middle of Jiang Lin like this, but the eyes that used to yearn for worship turned into ridicule and mockery.

And as time passed, Tang Luo had not yet come to Jiang Lin, Mishen's face was a little ugly, and he suddenly felt a little flustered, feeling that many things were not as expected.

He had already arrived as late as possible, and the purpose was to let Tang Luo park the gilded hub of the beast in the ginger forest first, and then he would arrive by the evil luan, and at that time, everyone would only praise himself for his exhaustive strategy, instead of mocking and ridiculing.

But the fighter who was supposed to arrive early was nowhere to be seen, and he arrived first in Luan, and if the other party did not take the car when he came, his face would be lost.

And if all this is calculated, then the purpose of this young man Tianjiao will not be as simple as making himself embarrassed.

Mishen's face was cold, and he pinched the trick to let Luan Yuan drive.

But Jiang Lin's sudden voice from the north stopped his movements.

"Tang Luo is here!"

Mi Shen silently dispersed the magic trick, put his hands behind his back, and waited for Tang Luo's arrival.

A passage parted in the crowd, and a young man in a strong suit walked towards the center of Jiang Lin with a large bag on his back.

Tang Luo and Mi Shen are not the first time to meet, as early as in the school examination battle of Wusheng Mountain, Mi Shen, as one of the representatives of Mi Clan, sat on the high platform and met Tang Luo.

A year has passed, the boy has matured a little, grown taller, and the rest has not changed.

Tang Luo stood still in the Jiang forest, put the package on the ground, raised his head slightly, looked directly at Mishen, and the breath of the mortal realm erupted without reservation.

The two generations of Xiling Tianjiao have clashed with each other without giving in.

"The fighters are late and unruly. Mishen looked at the young man in front of him and accused.

"Hush. Tang Luo shook his head, squatted down, and said disdainfully: "It is said that Gongzi Shen Zhiji is unmatched, I thought you knew why I went." ”

Tang Luo's tone was very disappointed, and the hands that Mi Shen was carrying suddenly clenched into fists, and his eyes as bright as stars were full of shock.

The huge package was opened, and several heads were scattered all over the ground.

Tang Luo lifted one of them, held it high at Mishen, and asked, "Look, is it familiar?" ”

I saw that what he was carrying in his hand was Zhang Xinghe's head, his first retainer.

Mishen's face was like ice, and his anger was surging in his heart, which was irrepressible.