Chapter 1361： Ye family old man

Hong Fu seemed to feel the red eyes, his face flushed.

Just now, she said confidently that Ye Qiu couldn't compare to Dugushi and the old Tibetan flower.

As a result, the current assessment quota is as high as 1.5 billion!

The lone rock and the old Tibetan flower are simply a fraction of others.

What does this make her say?

She is also desperate!

Hong Fu glared at Hong Yan and wondered why Ye Qiu's quota was so high, but he didn't ask much, but gave a dry smile: "This quota is already very high."

"Is that so?"

Ye Qiu didn't care, as long as he got the money.

Of course, even if he knows that others have linked the identity of the Night King to him, he is not worried at all, and no one knows, but is there evidence?

Without evidence, then he is not that night king at all.

If you have the evidence?

Then they should think about whether the Night King will come to the door himself.

That's right, a man named Night King is so domineering.

Ye Qiu is very narcissistic.

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After leaving Wanhe Qianzhuang, Ye Qiu went back first, while Hongfu and Hongyan also returned to the Red Mansion.

As soon as he returned to the Red Chamber, Hong Fu couldn't wait to find the old Tibetan flower.

If the Red Mansion wants to gain a foothold in Linhai City, it naturally also needs a hole card.

The Chu Group’s trump card is Cunquan Dugushi.

Then the hole card of the Red Mansion is the old Tibetan flower.

At this time, in the back garden of the Red Mansion, an elderly man dressed like a gardener was taking care of the flowerbed among the flower beds. It was ordinary, just like ordinary people.

I am afraid that few people can believe that the old man who has been taking care of the gardens of the Red Mansions is actually the trump card of the Red Mansions.

"Old Tibetan."

When Hong Fu saw the old Tibetan flower, his eyes lit up, and he hurried forward to greet him.

"Yan Ran." The old Tibetan Hua was busy. Hearing Hong Fu's voice, he raised his head and smiled. He looked at Hong Fu's amiable eyes, as if he was looking at his own granddaughter, and smiled: "Is there something looking for me? Old guy? You don't usually see me."

"Old Tibetan, there is something to ask about." Hong Fu smiled slightly, her real name is Murong Yanran.

Since her disfigurement, the only person in this world who can know her real name is probably the Tibetan old man.

"tell me the story."

The old Tibetan flower smiled.

After Hongfu's narration, the old Tibetan flower's calm face gradually became serious: "A man in his 20s has reached the top? Are you sure?"

Hong Fu nodded: "26 to be precise."

"Yan Ran, you didn't practice martial arts, and you never stepped into the rivers and lakes again. Do you know what it means to be in your 20s?" The old Tibetan flower had deep eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Hong Fu wondered: "What does it mean?"

"In fact, there is another level above the summit." The old Tibetan flower returned to his senses, and then said shockingly: "That is the congenital realm."

"Isn't climbing the peak the limit? There are innate realms?" Hong Fu asked in shock. "That is nature. The secrets inside the human body are endless. Many masters only know that climbing to the top is the limit, but they only set a ceiling for themselves. For thousands of years, people who can reach the innate state will be able to After counting, I don’t want to believe that there is still

A higher realm. "

"And the innate masters cultivated an innate true essence, able to cross the river with a reed, like a land god, with a life span of hundreds of years, and it is easy to kill and climb the peak."

A few words, but it made Hong Fu's heart set off a stormy sea.

To protect things with Qi?

How long does it last for hundreds of years?

This is simply a fantasy.

Hong Fu was still a little unbelieving, and said in surprise: "Is this definitely not a legend?"

The old Tibetan flower shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If I thought it was a legend before, but since I met that senior, I have seen the methods of innate masters with my own eyes. Facts speak louder than words."

"Is there really such a master?" Hong Fu's eyes lit up, and then a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes, "Old Tibetan, such a master, can you please move?"

The old man Zanghua knew what Hong Fu was thinking, and sighed and said, "After so many years, Yan Ran should let go of your grievances."

Hong Fu gritted his teeth and whispered with resentment: "He caused my family to be ruined, and this hatred is unsolvable!"

The old Tibetan Hua didn't persuade him, but said: "It's too late now. I met the senior at the time, and the senior said that he is running out of time, and he is probably dead now."

"How come? Didn't it mean that the congenital masters lived for several hundred years?" Hong Fu was unwilling to believe it, and finally saw the hope of revenge.

You must know that her enemy's strength is too strong, so strong that she despairs, even if she reaches the peak, there is no hope.

"The senior was seriously injured at the time. I estimate that most of his life was lost."

The old Tibetan flower shook his head.

"Anyone like that is hurt. Who hurt him?" Hong Fu's face was shocked.

"Don't underestimate the people of the world, maybe there are old hidden monsters." The old Tibetan flower shook his head.

Hong Fu was disappointed when he heard the words, and then asked, "What is the name of that senior?"

The old Tibetan flower seemed to have a little nostalgia, and then said: "I don't know, but I just met by chance. He calls himself the Ye family old man."

Hong Fu thought for a while, never heard of this person.

She couldn't help but feel lost, and then she suddenly moved in her heart and asked: "Old Tibet, since you told me this, then..."

The old Tibetan Hua smiled and said: "Listening to what the senior said, all the peerless experts who have reached the innate realm, all have stepped into the summit realm at a young age of 20."

"So... Ye Qiu might become an innate master?"

Hong Fu's heart beat violently.

"Not all, but compared to those of us, the possibility of success is greater," said the old Tibetan Hua.

"So, if I can get along with him now, then if he becomes an innate master, can I ask him to do it?"

Hong Fu's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

The old Tibetan flower smiled bitterly: "It's very difficult for such a young master to let him kill you. Yanran, you still don't have too much hope."

"No, as long as there is a chance, I will try."

Hong Fu's voice is firm.

Seeing this, the old Tibetan flower didn't persuade him anymore. If such a young master could get acquainted, it would be good for the Red Mansion.

At least after he died, Hong Fu could still be taken care of by others.

After leaving the old Tibetan Hua, Hong Fu immediately made up his mind——

She wants to win Ye Qiu with all her strength! Thinking that Ye Qiu seemed to be short of money now, she called Hongyan over and asked, "Hongyan, how much liquidity is still available for Honglou?"