Zhang Yuting's beautiful eyes flashed a ray of light, slowly said: "second grandfather, there is a saying well said, icing on the cake, it is better to send charcoal in the snow, if he is really not Zhao's opponent, we are not too late."
Zhang Xuanwu hesitated for a moment and said, "little girl, I heard that he killed many people in the Zhao family and provoked the Zhao family. I'm afraid that the Zhao family would like to tear him to pieces. What if he died?"
"No way."
Zhang Yuting's eyes twinkled with light, and said: "for a family, the most important thing is face. This time Suluo dares to provoke the Zhao family, which is no less than trampling on the face of the Zhao family. If the Zhao family wants to recover the lost face, the best way is to capture Suluo, kill him in full view of the public, and wash the shame of the Zhao family with his blood."
"So Suluo is safe for the time being. When the Zhao family catches him and intends to kill him, it's not too late for us to rescue him."
Tonight, for the whole Jiangcheng, wind and rain are coming.
For sullo, no matter how much trouble there is outside, it has nothing to do with him.
Back in the small courtyard arranged by the Qin family, he and Lin miaoyan are gentle for a while. After Lin miaoyan goes to bed first, he comes out of the room and directly crosses his legs in the pavilion in the small courtyard. At the same time, he uses Xuantian real skill, and a strong breath bursts out of him.
Time!
He can't waste any time now.
With his enemies constantly appearing, sooner or later, he will be approached by the people of the prince's residence. Before the other party does not come, he must seize all the time to improve his cultivation.
Along with Suluo's operation of Xuantian's true skill, all kinds of true Qi emerge from him, and the golden light covers his whole body. From a distance, Suluo looks like a God in golden armor, majestic, noble and inviolable.
The aura of the weather converged wildly and integrated into the Dantian. His cultivation was improving.
"What a terrible cultivation."
Qin Zhongde, who came out of his study, seemed to feel something. He looked up at the courtyard where Suluo was, and his face showed a touch of shock. Is this the real strength of Suluo?
……
Until six o'clock in the morning, Suluo was suddenly awakened by a rush of mobile phone ringing from the room.
His brow couldn't help wrinkling, stood up, went back to the room, picked up the cell phone on the coffee table to connect.
As soon as the phone was put through, the voice of Xin Yongchang calling for help came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Su, help, please, please, please, please, I'm chased by the Zhao family. Please help me..."
Su Luo eyebrows a pick, sink a voice to say: "exactly how to return a responsibility?"
"Zhao Zhongling didn't believe me all the time. I called you last night. He found me and I escaped. But I was chased by several martial arts masters of Zhao family. I finally found a chance to call Mr. Su. Mr. Su asked you to help me."
Xin Yongchang's face is shaking. Now in Jiangnan Province, the only one who can save him is Suluo.
"Where are you now?"
"I'm hiding in a courtyard called Yongshan village in the southern suburb of Jiangcheng. The martial arts master of the Zhao family is searching for my whereabouts..."
"I see. I'll be right there."
Suluo hangs up the phone, goes to the bedroom, opens the door, takes a look at Lin miaoyan, who is still sleeping. Then she closes the door, turns around and leaves the room, and goes to Yongshan village.
Although Xin Yongchang is just a chess piece he buried at will, just to delay the Zhao family's time, but now the Zhao family has begun to tear up their face with him, so Xin Yongchang's chess piece is dispensable, and the loss is no big deal.
But Xin Yongchang, no matter how he said, was all his subordinates, and he did his best to help him. It's a pity that he died like this.
Besides, it's time for him to employ people. An old martial arts master is also a master. It's always useful to keep him.
……
At the same time, Yongshan village in the southern suburb of Jiangcheng.
In the courtyard of one of the houses.
Xin Yongchang leaned against the wall like a useless man, gasping for breath. His face was pale to the extreme, and his whole body was dyed red by blood. The whole person looked embarrassed to the extreme, where there was any appearance of a martial arts master.
He leaned against the corner, holding a mobile phone in his hands. He knew that the man opposite the mobile phone was his only hope to live.
If solo doesn't come to save him, he will die.
The only thing he can do now is delay.
Xin Yongchang tried to breathe a few breaths. He was about to close his eyes and adjust his breath. Suddenly, as if he felt something, his face suddenly changed, and his body rushed forward.
"Boom!"
At the moment when he rushed out, the wall he was leaning against exploded, and the bricks splashed around. Three figures appeared directly in front of Xin Yongchang.After seeing these three figures, Xin Yongchang's face showed the color of despair. These three people are the three people sent by Zhao Zhongling to pursue and kill him.
Cha Wenrui, Rong Mingjie and Qiu Zhengqi are all the martial masters recruited by the Zhao family.
If he was in his heyday, he could not be afraid of these three people. Although these three people are martial arts masters, they have just entered martial arts masters for a few years, and he is an old martial arts master.
But now he was injured by Zhao Zhongling, and after a night's escape, his strength had been lost for a long time. Now the three people join hands, and he is no match at all.
"Xin Yongchang, you're very good at running. You've been running all night, and my three brothers have been chasing you all night. How do you think we can make you?"
Qiu Zhengqi, the leader of the three, looks at Xin Yongchang with a grim face. With a bloodthirsty smile, he walks towards Xin Yongchang step by step.
Once upon a time, Xin Yongchang was above them and turned a blind eye to them. Now it's their turn to raise their eyebrows.
"Qiu Zhengqi, do you have to kill the dead?" Xin Yongchang said hoarsely.
"The net is broken."
Qiu Zhengqi laughed and said: "Xin Yongchang, if you're not injured, we've really stepped back. But do you still feel qualified to pretend to us now?"
"Xin Yongchang, I advise you to come back with us to see the master. Maybe we can make you suffer less. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."
"Just because you want me to give up, Qiu Zhengqi, if you think too much of you and don't want to die, get out of here now, otherwise, I don't mind sending you all to huangquan road." Xin Yongchang said fiercely.
Voice down, he suddenly stood up, a terrible momentum burst out, overwhelming toward Qiu Zhengqi three people rolling past.
Qiu Zhengqi's face changed and subconsciously stepped back.