Dongfang Da was the most uneasy, he didn't understand why his father was fighting for an ant, the last time his father was angry was more than ten years ago, and today's anger is not weaker than back then!

Dongfang Da can't grasp what to say, which words will anger Dongfang Zhentian, although they have a father-son relationship, but Dongfang Da knows best in his heart that if he angers Dongfang Zhentian, I am afraid that the position of the owner of the Burial Sword Mountain Villa will be changed in the future.

Cultivators, chasing immortality, family affection has long become dispensable under the corrosion of the years, Dongfang Da vaguely felt uneasy, and the uneasiness in his heart made him extremely frightened!

Dongfang Zhentian saw the two of them kneeling on the ground, and the trembling of their bodies showed that the two of them were uneasy at the moment, Dongfang Zhentian sighed in his heart, sat down again, and said in a gentle tone: "Get up and speak, tell me what happened, don't miss any details!"

Dongfang Zhentian's tone was a little gentler, but Dongfang Da and Dongfang Sishao still felt like walking on thin ice, shrugging their heads, but they were thinking about what to say in their minds.

"Since Wu Xiaoyao was introduced to the villa by you, it's up to you!"

Dongfang Sishao heard Dongfang Zhentian tell him to speak, he pretended to be calm and adjusted his mentality, Yu Guang glanced at Dongfang Da, and then told the story of what happened after he met Wu Xiaoyao.

Half an hour later, Dongfang Sishao secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead after speaking, this half an hour seemed to Dongfang Sishao to be longer than a year.

Dongfang Zhentian didn't open his mouth from beginning to end, Dongfang Sishao didn't have a bottom in his heart, but he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and told Wu Xiaoyao about the funeral sword villa.

"Do you have anything to add to what the fourth brother said?"

Dongfang Zhentian looked at Dongfang Da, who bowed his head and was silent, and said.

"What the fourth brother said is exactly what I, the eldest brother, want to say, and I have nothing to add. ”

"Click!"

Dongfang Zhentian broke the handle of the seat with a wave of his hand, Dongfang Da, Dongfang Sishao hurriedly knelt on the ground, cold sweat on his forehead.

The seat handle is made of Xuantie, although Dongfang Zhentian didn't say a word, but it is not difficult to guess from the broken Xuantie handle that Dongfang Zhentian at this moment has nowhere to vent his anger.

The two fell to their knees, not daring to breathe, and the cold sweat on their foreheads fell to the ground, making a sound that could be heard in both ears.

"From today onwards, Wu Xiaoyao is the core disciple of the Burial Sword Villa, and his status is not below the two of you. Do you have any comments?"

Dongfang Da, Dongfang Sishao couldn't understand Dongfang Zhentian's decision at all, Dongfang Da wanted to come to a person who was fatally wounded by a sword and was in the Wuri Prison for a few days, presumably dead, and his father's words were the most incomprehensible.

"Father, that Wu Xiaoyao killed his fellow disciple and brother first, and before the eldest brother put him in the Boundless Prison, he had already suffered a fatal sword wound, and now it is estimated that he has been dead for a long time, why is my father so concerned about a dead person?"

If there is still a person in the Burial Sword Villa who dares to speak bluntly to Dongfang Zhentian, there is only Dongfang Pearl!

"Stupid! If he Wu Xiaoyao is an ordinary person, how can he be angry with you, Mingzhu, and the two of you have heard me clearly, Wu Xiaoyao and the others are in Tianbao City, and before the imperial sword flew to Tianbao City, do you know why?"

The three of them all looked at Dongfang Zhentian, all with puzzled looks, Dongfang Da, Dongfang Sishao and Dongfang Sishao had expressions of surprise and disbelief written on their faces.

"The city lord of Tianbao City is arrogant, the hall master of the Extreme Cold Palace, Yueshuang, your father and me, how is the strength?"

"My father and the other two elders are on equal footing!"

"The ruler of the three major forces within a radius of thousands of miles!"

"One sentence from my father and the other two elders can make tens of millions of people feel different!"

Dongfang Zhentian smiled slightly, and said proudly: "What you said is true, but my father is going to tell you today that the seniors that Wu Xiaoyao knew could easily wipe out the three of us!"

Hiss—disbelief, dumbfounded—"Father, how come I don't understand what you're saying!"

Dongfang Da didn't believe that the ants in his eyes were at all, a guy he could pinch to death if he wanted to, and he would know someone who was on top.

"Hmph!" Dongfang Zhentian glared at Dongfang Da, and said coldly: "Don't think that your father doesn't know your thoughts, as the eldest young master of the Burial Sword Villa, the future owner of the Burial Sword Mountain Bamboo Villa, you can indeed despise anyone, but there are some people you can't provoke, and you can't afford to provoke, and the consequence of provoking is death!"

"The son knows his mistakes!

Dongfang Da secretly rejoiced, the meaning of Dongfang Zhentian's words was very clear, he Dongfang Da was the next owner of the Burial Sword Villa!

"That senior and your grandfather are old acquaintances, Wu Xiaoyao is just an excuse, the purpose of being a father is to find an opportunity to break through the bottleneck through this senior, once you break through the memory realm, I will kill Leng Ao!"

"As for the beauty of Yueshuang, it can't escape the palm of my hand!" Dongfang Zhentian shouted in his heart after half a sentence, he seemed to see Yueshuang begging for mercy in front of him, thinking of this, he actually laughed "Hahaha!"

"Congratulations to my father!"

Dongfang Da, Oriental Pearl, and Dongfang four young people congratulated in unison.

"It is rumored that Leng Ziqi, the arrogant baby daughter, is as beautiful as a fairy, hum!" Dongfang Zhentian smiled, and the evil light in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

"Brother Xiaoyao, wait for Rouxue!"

'Brother Xiaoyao, will you not want Rouxue when you grow up?'

"Brother Xiaoyao, Rouxue is waiting for you!

"Rouxue, you've regained your memory?

"Rouxue, come back, come back, don't go, don't go!"

"Stinky boy, wake up!

Wu Xiaoyao felt that his head was slapped a few times, and gradually came to his senses, staring at the poisonous hand medicine king who seemed to be smiling with hideous eyes.

"The old man believes that you can't drink, you are dreaming! I have heard you keep calling Rouxue Rouxue all night, and Rouxue girl has lost her memory! Do you want the old man to save Rouxue girl?"

Wu Xiaoyao closed his eyes, and when he thought that it was a dream, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, and he didn't even pay attention to the inquiry of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

"A person who cultivates the Tao either obeys the mandate of heaven or goes against the sky! It is really rare to be infatuated like you, for the infatuation! for the madness of love! ha!"

Wu Xiaoyao looked at the departing Poison Hand Medicine King with support and disdain, turned over and jumped out of bed, and shouted: "I will go back to the Burial Sword Villa today, and you will send me back." ”

"Stinky boy, you can't treat the old man as a flying monster. The Poison Hand Medicine King blew his beard and glared: "The old man still has some personal matters to deal with, you cultivate hard in the Burial Sword Villa, and I will look for you when I have something to do." ”

Wu Xiaoyao was completely speechless!

The Poison Hand Medicine King walked quite chicly, he didn't say where he was going, and he didn't say how long he would come back, Wu Xiaoyao knew, and he asked in vain, so he simply didn't open his mouth.