Chapter One Hundred and Forty-One: Powerful Golden Armor Magical Powers
The prosperous feast finally comes to an end.
The running-water banquet of the Xu family was held until the sky was filled with stars, and the scholars who were full of wine and food did not leave happily.
In the security hall, the cups and plates were in a mess and the smell of alcohol was high, but Doctor Xu and Xu Xian were happily clearing the table, stools, cups, and plates together.
The smile on his face didn't stop all day long, and he was cheerful from beginning to end.
When a child achieves something and is admired by everyone, nothing makes parents happy anymore.
Parents will feel extremely honored and happy at any time because their children and grandchildren have made great achievements.
Soon, the two people cleaned up everything. Doctor Xu washed his hands and face and said:
"Xu Xian, come here and let's have a good chat."
"Yes, daddy."
Xu Xian came over and sat next to Dr. Xu. He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. It was filled with clear light and dotted with stars. The sky was high and the sky was vast, which made people feel relaxed and happy:
"Dad, what's the matter?"
Dr. Xu looked at his son, who had long black hair draped softly behind his back, a pair of big, bright eyes, delicate facial features, and a high and raised nose. He was sitting there in high spirits, and his heart was full of energy.
of happiness:
"The child is a ****, you know, our child is finally going to be successful. One article caused the sky to be stained with purple energy. I don't know how many people will be envious of him."
"In a few days, I will propose marriage to Xu Xian. Jiao Rong will also find someone he likes, and I will go find you soon."
"When I get underground, I will have a good chat with you about how our children have fared over the years."
Feeling the pride in his father's eyes, Xu Xian was also very excited:
"If I can make my father happy and marry Sister Yulian, even if the vision of purple energy staining the sky is a bit cheating, it is worth it."
Doctor Xu looked at it for a while and finally said:
"You are now considered successful. When do you plan to go to the Wu family to propose marriage?"
Xu Xian thought for a while:
"Let's wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day when the Talents Conference will be held. After one day, the ranking will be determined. As the number one in the world, I will go to the Wu family to marry Sister Yulian."
"I want the glory to be with her."
Doctor Xu nodded and said:
"That's fine, that time was not bad either."
"No. 1 in the world, No. 1 in the world, how many people are waiting for it."
"You have to remember that even if you are really the best in the world, don't be arrogant. Be careful about being impatient and move forward steadily. Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."
Having said this, Doctor Xu's face became a little heavy:
"There is one more thing that I want you to remember for the rest of your life. Never forget, at any time or under any circumstances, that the Holy Master has saved me several times, and it was he who gave me my life."
"And your future and your marriage can even be said to be given by the Holy Master. I want you to always be respectful to him and never slack off, let alone be ungrateful because of your achievements in the future."
Xu Xian listened and kept all this in mind:
"Don't worry, Daddy, I will never forget the kindness others have shown me."
Doctor Xu looked at Xu Xian's clear eyes and nodded with confidence:
"That's good. I don't have much time left, but I don't want you to have no one to restrain you and become an ungrateful person after a hundred years."
The father and son sat on the steps, watching the stars in the sky, silently. In a blink of an eye, it was already the time when the moon was at its zenith. The moon was high and the wind was blowing, and the stars dimmed.
Doctor Xu stood up and tightened his clothes:
"The wind has picked up and the weather is still a bit cold. Go to bed quickly. We have to attend the Talents Conference tomorrow."
"Yes, father."
Xu Xian stood up and said with a smile:
"Tomorrow's talent conference is optional. The conference hasn't started yet, but the talents have already competed."
"The strength of Painting Saint, Chess Saint, and Yao Gong has become famous all over the world. The strength of Qin Jue and Meilaifeng has also been revealed."
"Tomorrow is just a formality."
"The scholars in the security hall have completely left. Now there are only three people in the security hall. The moon is high and the wind is blowing, and it is midnight. It is a good time to take action."
Outside the security hall, there are several people lurking. These people are dressed in black and holding bright swords in their hands:
"Hurry up and kill Xu Xian and fulfill the young master's instructions. Otherwise, our lives will be in danger."
Whoosh!
These men in black jumped over the wall and entered.
As soon as his footsteps moved, he had to go deeper into the security hall.
"You guys who climb over the wall, cover your head and face, this is not the place for you to come."
In the ears of the masked man, an old voice suddenly sounded from all directions:
"I haven't killed anyone for decades. Now that I'm old, I don't want to be stained with blood. Wherever you come from, go there. This Security Hall is not a place where you can do evil."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In the middle of the night, countless silver needles flew out from all directions under the cover of night, as if forming a dragnet.
Each silver needle was as fast as lightning, making it impossible to dodge, and pierced deeply into the joints of all the masked guests.
Thump!
The joints of these masked guests were restrained and they could no longer exert their strength. They all fell to the ground, enduring the pain and numbness, they pulled out the silver needles, bowed slightly, and a deep voice sounded:
"Jade surface, silver needle, thousand bell millet!"
"Although I can't do anything with you in charge, our young master is bound to win over Xu Xian. If you do this, you will be crushed to death by my young master. I advise you not to meddle in your own business." "Since you know that I am a jade-faced man.
If you dare to say more than a thousand bells and millet, are you seeking death?"
The old voice in the dark suddenly raised its voice a little louder, with a sinister tone:
"Get out of here yet!"
The masked guests were about to leave, and a breeze seemed to blow in the air. Immediately, a figure appeared in the breeze, with a gloomy air:
"You losers, you can't handle even the smallest of things, so what use are you?"
This figure was erratic, seeming both virtual and real, with a gleaming face that could not be clearly seen. As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly swelled up to several feet high. His whole body was glittering with golden light, and the Taoist rhyme was flowing towards him.
Several masked men reached out to grab it, and suddenly the air flow started rolling again, like a huge river.
Click!
The masked guests were grabbed by big hands, like twisting twists, twisting several people into circles, smashing their bones into pieces, blood flowing horizontally, and brains splattering everywhere.
"Jade-faced silver needle, what the hell, it's just a matter of skill with a few hidden weapons."
The golden-armored god let out a long shout, and the air flow turned into gusts of violent wind. The security hall fell down with a rumble in the wind. He grabbed a person with one hand, pulled it in his hand, and broke it in two.
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The head fell to the ground, and it was Uncle Qian who was sitting in the medical security hall.
The house collapsed and the wind blew violently. Dr. Xu woke up and looked at the dead Uncle Qian with eyes splitting with anger:
"Who are you? The Security Hall has no enmity with you. Why do you do this?"
"Noisy!"
The golden-armored god reached out and grabbed Doctor Xu:
"Xu Xian, today I will catch your father to death on your most glorious day. Tomorrow, I will make you watch how I married your most beloved woman."
"Let go!"
In Xu Xian's room, a purple aura rose to the sky, and the majesty of the emperor filled the air. Xu Xian walked out calmly, his eyes were dull and empty, and he looked at the golden-armored god in the yard:
"It turned out to be a golden-armored powerful magical power that was cultivated. After it is completed, it is just a golden-armored warrior in the heaven." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)