It was nearly noon, outside Xiangyang City, the sun was blazing.

Ji Hua opened a slight gap in the window of the carriage, looked at the position of the carriage at this time and the sky outside, and quickly closed the window tightly, for fear that the scorching sun would shine into the carriage.

It's just that even if there is no direct sunlight, the airtight carriage has been exposed to the sun for so long, and it is very stuffy inside, and Ji Hua is definitely not comfortable staying in the carriage now.

"Liuzi, hurry up the carriage a little faster, I have to get to the place early. Delay me, give me to be careful of your skin. Ji Hua yelled impatiently at his coachman, forgetting that at the beginning, he scolded the driver who was driving the car because the speed was too fast and the carriage was bumpy, and he slowed down.

The sixth son of the coachman seems to have long been accustomed to Ji Hua's capriciousness, and he doesn't feel anything when he hears it. He just waved his whip and slapped the horse pulling the cart hard. The horse suddenly suffered from pain, neighed, raised its hooves and ran quickly. As the speed of the carriage accelerated, the carriage without a shock absorbing device suddenly began to shake, Ji Hua endured the discomfort, held on to the wall of the carriage, and only hoped to get to the place quickly, so that he could be freed.

The carriage sped along the not very wide road, and after some time it finally came to the end of the road. This is a small town, although the town is not too far from Xiangyang City, but the location is very remote, so it is not very prosperous. The town has no walls, and the only difference between the streets in the town and the roads outside the town is whether there are houses on either side. Horse-drawn carriages came from outside the town and drove down the road directly into the streets. Once in the town, the coachman ran at full speed, and the carriage followed the street for some distance before coming to a halt at one point.

It is very rare to see such a carriage in the town, and it is a carriage that goes all the way, attracting the attention of the townspeople on the side of the road. As the carriage stopped, the townspeople in the vicinity began to stop and watch.

Ji Hua got out of the car and took two deep breaths before suppressing the nausea that had risen all the way. Looking at the curious gaze of the crowd around him, Ji Huali ignored it and walked straight towards a spacious courtyard next to the street.

"Buckle Buckle"

After knocking on the door, Ji Hua stood in front of the courtyard gate and waited quietly. After a while, someone opened the door.

"Squeak"

With the sound of the door opening, a man walked out from behind the door. Most of the man's hair was pale, with only a few hints of black mixed in. Although the skin on his face is as delicate and white as a child, there is no trace of no wrinkles, but his eyes are vicissitudes, like an old man in the twilight. This contradictory appearance makes it impossible for others to tell how old he is at a glance.

"Mr. Wu. Seeing this person, Ji Hua bowed respectfully, and his words were full of respect.

"Alas!" Seeing Ji Hua standing at the door, Mr. Wu sighed and said helplessly:

"Come in first, let's talk about something in the house. ”

After speaking, Mr. Wu turned around and entered the courtyard and walked slowly towards the house.

Ji Hua stepped into the courtyard, closed the courtyard door honestly, and then walked a few steps quickly, and followed Mr. Wu towards the house.

Entering the house, Mr. Wu did not go to the main seat, but just sat on the chair placed on the left at will, and said to Ji Hua:

"Say it. Long story short, I don't want to hear your reasons for coming to me either. You, this person, go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and just say who you want me to deal with. It's almost noon, my grandson is about to leave school, and I don't want him to hear this nonsense. ”

"He was a teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old. As soon as Ji Hua finished saying this, he saw Mr. Wu on the other side frowning, and hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand, old man, this person is definitely not an ordinary teenager." Although he is not very old, he is strong in martial arts, and even Cheng Zhigao, the owner of the Bagua Palm Martial Arts Pavilion, was killed by him. and Fang Ping, the owner of the Splitting Hanging Boxing Martial Arts Gym, and Shi Jiyuan, the owner of the Baji Boxing Gym, were easily killed by him. And this person has already murderous intentions towards me, if it weren't for the fact that there was really no way, how could I disturb Mr. Wu's tranquility?"

"Oh?" Originally, I heard Ji Hua say that he wanted to deal with a young man by himself, Wu Fan was still very dissatisfied in his heart, and at this time, listening to Ji Hua talk about the amazing achievements of this suspected young master, Wu Fan suddenly became interested:

"Cheng Zhigao, this kid, I also saw him in the early years, he is a good seedling who is very hardworking and dedicated to martial arts. I didn't expect to hear the news of him again, it was his death, but in the martial arts, dying in the hands of other martial artists is nothing. According to Cheng Zhigao's martial arts entry all along, he should now reach the realm of the high-level of dark energy, and his strength can reach the realm of the whole body, right? Moreover, Cheng Zhigao fights with others, his fighting style is fierce, he is not afraid of pain, coupled with the changes in his way of fighting, it is difficult for ordinary people to win him even if they are in the same realm as him. If the young man you are talking about can kill him, I'm afraid he is already at the peak of his dark strength, and he may even be a grandmaster in the realm of transforming his strength, right? Such a master, only fifteen or sixteen years old? I have lived most of my life, and I have never even heard of it! Interesting......

Although what Ji Hua said was very incredible, Wu Fan did not suspect that Ji Hua had deceived him.

Martial arts to the point where Wu Fan is strong-willed and mentally sensitive, if an ordinary person lies in front of a martial artist of this level, he will be recognized in an instant.

If it is really as Ji Hua said, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy can kill a master like Cheng Zhigao. Then that young man is afraid that he is not far from Wu Fan's realm, and he has even reached the same level of transformation realm as Wu Fan. Such a master, unheard of at such a young age, Wu Fan is of course very interested as a martial artist. Even if it wasn't for Ji Hua coming to the door, Wu Fan knew that there was a young master like Mo Chen, he would have found a way to meet him. I'm afraid that any martial artist in the world will have the same mood as Wu Fan when he hears this kind of news, right?

Although Ji Hua also mentioned Fang Ping and Shi Jiyuan as two martial artists just now, Wu Fan only mentioned Cheng Zhigao from beginning to end, it seems that the others are not worth it, and they don't even owe the value of mentioning a sentence by the way.

At this time, although Wu Fan was indeed interested in the young master in Ji Hua's mouth, and wanted to meet this master for a while, he still lowered his head and thought for a while before saying to Ji Hua:

"Today I have promised my grandson that I will make him his favorite mille-feuille patty in the evening, so I can't go anywhere today. It is better to stay here tonight, and wait until tomorrow morning, when my grandson goes to the school to study, and I will go with you into the city to meet this unheard of young master for a while. ”

"It's all up to the old gentleman. Although Ji Hua was anxious in his heart, and he had always had the habit of hating him overnight, but the hope of getting rid of Mo Chen in a short period of time was all on Wu Fan, so he could only endure his emotions and obey Wu Fan's arrangement.