Chapter 4182 little brother, the old man has been waiting for a long time
Chucheng was so shocked by the seven-foot sword that the tiger's mouth went numb.
He raised his hand, wiped the red blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Uncle Luo with soft eyes.
Uncle Luo inserted the sharp blade into the ground covered with scarlet thorns.
"Chu Cheng, Ye Wuhen is a member of our martial arts association, and he is the only one who has had a drink with Emperor Wu."
Uncle Luo leaned against the hilt of the pure black sword and crossed his chest with his hands, "You want to attack him? You have to consider whether your Xuanhan clan can compete with the Martial Arts Association?"
Obviously, he didn't believe the lies made up by that boy Ye Wuhen. Chu Cheng was so full that he asked this boy to be the wife of the Xuanhan clan?
It's just that he felt itchy in his heart. He felt uncomfortable after not seeing this bastard for a day, and the Xuanhan clan was actually sent by some mysterious force.
It was clear that Ye Wuhen had used him as a knife, and he still couldn't vent his anger, so he could only stare a few times.
"Grandmaster Luo, Ye Wuhen broke into my Xuanhan clan, unscrupulously, arrogant, and arrogant. Even so, do you still want to speak for her?"
Chu Cheng gritted his teeth, his tone was extremely cold, and his whole body exuded a sinister and evil spirit, which was totally inconsistent with his flawless and pretty cheeks.
Like a fierce ghost crawling out of the abyss, that gloomy aura seemed to turn into a scourge and devour all directions.
Chu Changsinger, holding his heavenly secret umbrella, stood in the thick darkness of night and among the thorns, staring blankly at Chu City.
Hearing this, Uncle Luo frowned. If this matter was as Chu Cheng said, it would indeed be a bit difficult to handle.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, there is a specific legal civilization, and the rules and regulations of the martial arts association are extremely strict.
There is a difference between superiority and inferiority, but life is priceless!
Martial arts civilization is closely related to the system of an era.
As the master of the martial arts association, Uncle Luo should abide by the rules of martial arts!
"Uncle Luo, look at Xuanhan's clan-protecting thorn formation, are there any cracks? This means that I am not infiltrating the Xuanhan clan."
Qingge pointed at Chu Changge with a smile, "This, Chu Changge, is the eldest young master of the Xuanhan clan. He got lost outside. I kindly sent him back to the clan. How come he became a member of the Chuangxuanhan clan?"
Qingge shook her delicate flower-destroying fan and raised her eyebrows. Her handsome face was filled with a flirtatious air. She looked at Chu Cheng as if provoking and complained to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, on the contrary, I am very curious.
, I sent the eldest son of the Xuanhan clan over. Why did this young master of Chucheng want to fight with each other? I heard that the two young masters of the Xuanhan clan
, Brothers, friends and brothers, respectful and affectionate, but now it seems that’s all it is.”
The young man was full of weird thoughts, and he looked at Chu Cheng with a look that was hard to explain. Chu Cheng gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the emotions surging in his chest. A faint smile appeared on his face, and his voice was clear and childish: "Master Luo, if my brother
I will naturally welcome you to return to my clan. But this Mr. Ye seems to be hostile to me.
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Luo Cheng listened to their words, and his head was as big as two.
He is a master of a generation, and he should be able to travel across the world, look down upon the world, and fight to carve out a path called victory amidst the bloodshed of the country's ruined mountains and rivers.
How can I start managing these trivial matters?
Thinking of this, Luo Cheng gritted his teeth again and glared at Qingge fiercely.
He shouldn't have come to this place, he should have just left this bastard to fend for himself, making noises all day and night, shaking the world and making noises.
Either he persuades Emperor Wu to drink, or he comes to the Xuanhan clan to cause trouble. This kid is so talented, but he is wasting his time if he doesn't use it to practice!?
The more Luo Cheng thought about it, the angrier he became.
Under the white moon, the clear light is like water, shining lightly on the night.
The young man was dressed in a red robe, and he was as arrogant as fire. He grinned at him with a childlike smile, revealing his white teeth.
Luo Cheng gritted his teeth and became more and more annoyed.
"Now it seems that this matter is just a misunderstanding. Second Young Master Chu, let's end it here." Grandmaster Luo said. Chu Cheng smiled innocently, and his voice was even more pleasant and melodious: "Grandmaster Luo, that's not okay.
, Ye Wuhen has nothing to do with my clan, neither relatives nor friends. She came to the Xuanhan clan to run wild, and left just like that. I'm afraid she will upset the Xuanhan clan.
It touches the hearts of countless people."
The young man's voice is like a hibiscus weeping dew, breaking the Kunlun Mountains, and like a jade flute and guqin, pure and clear to the ears.
It makes people think of the cleanest snow in the world.
It is unimaginable that it was such a young man who caused an entire family to die and go crazy.
Chu Cheng's eyes were shining with the light of the bright moon.
The breeze stirred up his broken hair.
He was looking at Luo Cheng with a sincere face.
And as he slowly raised his hand, he lowered it again...
Countless people holding long bows of thorns drew the strings of their bows.
Hundreds and thousands of people appeared from all directions and immediately surrounded Qingge and Chu Changge.
The sharp thorn arrows were aimed at Qingge's skull.
"Chu Cheng! How dare you!" Uncle Luo shouted angrily!
Chu Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Master Luo, I don't want to embarrass you, nor do I want to hurt Young Master Ye, but can't he leave the Xuanhan clan alive today?"
Just after Chu Cheng finished speaking, an old voice sounded from behind: "If it is me who asked Ye Wuhen to come to the Xuanhan clan, do you also want to kill him?"
When Chu Cheng heard the familiar voice, his whole body froze, and a bit of cold air poured into Tianling Gai from the soles of his feet!
Qingge's eyes flashed and she looked into the depths of the Xuanhan clan.
But I saw that the night was dim, and the thorns all over the ground had been annihilated in the deepest part of the land.
Clear and bright.
There was an old man with gray hair, wearing a gray robe, sitting in a wheelchair.
A middle-aged man with snowy hair appeared in everyone's sight, pushing the old man.
The thorn archers who had fully drawn their bows were stunned when they saw the two people who suddenly appeared, and froze in the action of drawing their bows.
The picture seems to be frozen.
"Grandpa...Father..."
Chu Changge finally had a change of mood. He was trembling all over and looked at the two people approaching slowly in disbelief.
His grandfather who had high hopes for him, and his father who taught him how to behave since he was a child.
He has not seen his relatives for many years.
At that moment, Chu Changge's legs felt heavy and his cheeks turned white.
He didn't know how to react.
Beside him, Chu Cheng suddenly looked back and swallowed.
Isn't my grandpa seriously ill and going to Hexi at any time?
And this father has already been imprisoned in the dungeon by him.
how come?!
"Acheng, it's surprising." The old man sighed, his gray eyes flashing with a dark and unclear light.
He looked towards Chucheng.
Chu Cheng's limbs felt cold: "How...could..."
"What you did today was no surprise to your father or me."
"It's just that we all regret that we shouldn't have saved you back then." The old man sighed, looked at Ye Wuhen, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."