"Bro, you saved my life, so my life is yours." Murong Long said in a low voice as he looked at Guo Xie, who was meditating.

After almost an hour, Guo Tai opened his eyes and slowly stood up. He thought to himself, "It's better to not do such things as defying the heavens and taking my life."

"Let's go. Your problem has been resolved. However, the matter of you being poisoned has not been settled yet. Let's go eat." With that, Guo Bao walked out of the room. There were many people in the room. There were a few elders standing next to Murong Gu with bright eyes. They were clearly not far from the Xiantian realm.

"Master." Mu Rong Fei said to an elder among them with a smile.

"Xiao Fei, good, very good." The moment the old man's gaze landed on Mu Rong Fei, he shouted out loud in joy. His disciple's cultivation level was actually around the same as his.

"The heir to the Octane Blast, the successor to the Seven Stars Praying Mantis Fist, and the successor to the Seven Injury Fists. Father-in-law, this battle situation of yours is not small at all." Guo Xie looked at Murong Gu and said with a smile. He didn't care about the others, he just sat down next to Murong Weiwei and said 'father-in-law'. Murong Gu didn't get it, but Murong Weiwei's face had already turned red.

"Haha, I'm very happy today. Have a seat." Murong Gu looked at the crowd and said with a slight hint of awkwardness.

"Little Bad, today we can sit at the same table as father and son. Thank you." Murong Gu didn't argue and said loudly. "Murong Long, Guo Xie saved your life. You should thank him properly."

"Daddy, I know." Murong Long didn't say much and just nodded lightly. Murong Weiwei smiled as she looked at her brother. The happiness in her heart was something no one could understand. Having grown up together, their feelings couldn't be explained in detail.

"Everyone's here. Serve the dishes." Guo Xie glanced at Meng Zhuang and said with a smile.

Meng Zhuang lightly nodded. Not long after, the table was filled with all sorts of delicacies.

"Primal Chaos Kaiyuan Pork, Yin-Yang Aqua Horn, Old Altar Cucumber, NineYin Drunken Peanut, San Yang Kaitai Dog, Double-color Secret Bean, Thousand Hole Rabbit Meat, Old Devil Celery, Secret Refined Salty Carp, Horse-oil Wheat, Earthworm fried Goose Liver, Phoenix Dance Egg Flowers." Guo Sou looked at the dishes on the table and said with a smile, "Meng Zhuang, the dishes don't seem to be in the right way." Just as he finished speaking, Guo Xie moved the dishes on the table to a different seat.

"These are my favorite dishes. Thank you, Uncle Meng." Murong Long looked at the table full of delicious dishes and felt moved. He had been unconscious for six years and the chef at home could still remember his taste.

"All of you are seniors of the martial arts world. Eat." Guo Xie did not say much and said with a smile.

"Master, I'm guilty." Just as they were preparing to eat, Meng Zhuang kneeled on the ground and loudly said, "This friend has good eyesight. I thought that no one would find out about my matter. I am guilty."

"Speak!" Murong Gu narrowed his eyes as he looked at Meng Zhuang and said loudly.

"The twelve main ingredients on the table are made based on the Yin and Yang in time. Normally, Yin and Yang should coordinate and coordinate, and the time should be the same. However, young master's dishes back then were the exact opposite." Meng Zhuang lowered his head and softly said.

"Who?" Murong Gu asked.

"Master Yan, do you want me to silence you?" Guo Sou squinted at the old man in front of him and said with a smile.

"I understand. Little Scoundrel, let him go." Murong Gu suddenly looked as if he had aged several years. He looked at Murong Yan and slowly closed his eyes.

"Chief, Murong Yan is guilty." Murong Yan knelt beside Meng Zhuang and said in an aged voice.

"It's Nangong Qian, right?" Murong Gu said helplessly. "Get up, it's a joyous occasion that Xiaolong is able to get well today. We won't kill anyone today."

Meng Zhuang stood up and rearranged the dishes on the table. He had already prepared the other twelve dishes, but he didn't dare to look at Murong Long.

"That disappointing grandson of mine owes me over a hundred million overseas. I didn't dare to tell the family head that I was the one who brought Meng Zhuang into the Mu Rong family that year. At that time, Nangong Yu only told a friend of his to enter the Mu Rong family and he paid back the money that he owed that grandson of mine. I didn't think that he would harm Xiaolong." Murong Yan said softly.

"Eat." Murong Gu said with a smile, "Sorry about that."

"Haha, Ah Gu, Xiao Long has recovered. It's a joyous event, but there's no need for the three of us to protect him in the future. The little friend beside him is an expert." "The one hundred thirty-eighth generation successor of the Octane Blast," Xiao Yuntian said with a smile.

"Right, I wonder how little friend saw through our background?" Wang Tian Luo, the successor of the Seven Stars Praying Mantis Fist, smiled and asked, "May I ask who you are from?"

"There are some things that are inconvenient for me to tell you, but since you are my father-in-law's guest, I will think of a way to treat your hidden ailments. Eat, eat, since everything has been settled, let's eat first." Guo Xie smiled, he didn't care about the others, he started to eat after he gave Murong Weiwei food.

"Haha, little friend, we old men will thank you for your true nature." Especially the Seven Injury Fist, Xie Yu Kui. The Seven Injury Fists were capable of injuring seven people, and the Seven Injury Fists were capable of injuring seven people. There were Yin Yang Qi, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, and five elements in a person's body, so the so-called Seven Injury was first to injure the person, and then to hurt the person.

"Ah Gu, what's wrong?" Someone is looking for trouble? " Wang Tian Luo looked at Murong Gu and asked with a smile.

"Nangong Qian is here." Murong Gu didn't hide anything as he said, "You all continue eating. Today, I want to see what she wants to do."

"I'm already 60% full. Let's go take a look." Guo Xie stood up with a smile. He wanted to see what kind of person this young miss of the Nangong family was.

"What? I came to find Murong Gu? Do I still need to wait for you to report?" If you don't want to die, then get out of my way. " After saying that, a woman in her thirties walked into the Mu Rong family's courtyard with a group of people.