As soon as Han Xuan left, the people of the Jin family naturally followed him.
"Hoo"
"Lao Bei's family is really a black chicken turned into a phoenix"
"It's strange that Tianlin grew up with us. Why didn't we know he had such a relationship?"
“……”
Han Xuan a few people disappear, noisy scene has been unable to end.
Out of the hotel, Han Xuan leads Jin Lingzi on the busy street. Several people behind him just follow in silence and don't disturb him.
When passing a teahouse, Han Xuan pauses slightly, then walks into it slowly.
Several people looked at each other behind him, and old man Jin followed them.
……
"Come on, what can I do for you?" Casually looking for a table to sit down, Han Xuan asked without expression.
"I'm here to meet my future son-in-law, and I'd like to invite you to live in the country." Old man Jin narrowed his eyes and said, then he was not polite and sat directly opposite Han Xuan.
"Stay in the country." Han Xuanyi Leng, let him work for others, don't say he didn't think, even if want, this mortal country, seems not worthy of it.
See Han Xuan don't speak, behind don't sit down of one person close to say.
"Young master, old man Jin has this idea more than once, but every time he talks about it with us, we always put it off, but today he seems to be well prepared."
"He looked for you!" Han Xuan wanted to ask this question as early as before, but he didn't have the chance to ask.
Although Han Xuan said that divine consciousness can see everything, it can't be released all the time. It's not surprising that he doesn't know this.
"Well, young master, the course of things is like this..." he said, making a long story short about going to the Jin family's compound these years.
"Tianlin xianson-in-law, now the country is in need of such talented people as you. Why not make a great progress?" When the man finished, the old man said while the iron was hot.
"Oh, great plans!" Han Xuan laughs. If he talks about the grand plan, this world is not worthy.
"What do you mean, son-in-law?" Old man Jin was Han Xuan's elder. He frowned when he heard the sneer.
"It's naive of you to want me to waste my time on you!" Han Xuan stands up and tries to go.
"Pa"
"Stop!" Old man Jin clapped his case and successfully attracted the attention of the whole audience.
Step out of a foot of Han Xuan, head slowly turned, a deep cold words spread.
"If it's not for the sake of ling'er, who is your granddaughter, I'm sure you will die!"
After hearing this, a group of people behind old man Jin stretched their hands to their chest.
Seeing this, the seven people behind Han Xuan are not soft eaters. A dazzling cold light flashed over his sleeve. The dagger has already appeared in his hand, and there is a rhythm of fighting in a word.
"Brother" Jinlingzi at this time pull Han Xuan, head gently shake. Patted gold Ling son small hand, "just, who call Ling son is my soft rib."
After listening to this, several people behind the old man took a long breath. After all, it was the seven people who took the hand. The people of the Jin family were not confident that they could escape. What's more, there was a mysterious Han Xuan.
Back in his seat again, he said, "come on, what do you want?"
"Give us your power!" The old man opened his mouth.
"Don't take an inch!" Han Xuan's eyes were cold, and the ice almost covered the whole face.
"No, you have to tell us how you can use the magic." Old man Jin is not afraid of Han Xuan, and his tone is extremely tough.