There was a burst of applause from below the arena.
"Congratulations to Mr. Wuying!" The eldest elder of the Qiu family then looked at Zhao Meng and said, "Master Wuying, please move over. My master has been waiting in the house for a long time!"
"Thank you, Great Elder!" Zhao Meng smiled and said, "Thank you, Great Elder, for leading the way!"
"Please!" The eldest elder of the Qiu family made a respectful gesture and led Zhao Min down the ring.
"Very good!"
In the seats, the eldest lady of Wuying Palace shouted with joy.
"Congratulations, Xiao Yan." Hua He looked at Zhao Yan and said, "If Brother Zhao can marry Miss Qiu, your Shadowless Palace will have another help."
"Thank you, Brother Hua!" Zhao Yan responded with a smile.
While speaking, his eyes looked in the direction of Ling Hao and others again: "Brother Hua, don't forget to promise me that you must show off to those bastards today!"
"Haha, don't worry, I promise to let you vent your anger!" Hua He smiled.
"Thank you!" Zhao Yan looked at Hua He and smiled charmingly: "As long as Brother Hua says this for me, Xiao Yan will definitely have a few drinks with Brother Hua!"
"Haha, okay!" Hua He glanced at Zhao Yan's scenery again.
After the two of them finished speaking, they stood up at the same time.
"Okay, let's go and talk to the head of the Qiu family!" At the same time, Ling Hao stood up and spoke.
"Copy that!" Xuan Pang and others stood up at the same time.
Although Su Fang looked confused, he didn't ask so many questions.
He sat in his seat for a while, and the vague king-like aura of Ling Hao made him feel oppressive.
I have already guessed in my heart that this person is definitely an ordinary person!
"My friend, are you in such a hurry to leave?" Just as a few people were about to leave, a man's voice came over.
Then I saw Zhao Yan and Hua He walking over.
"Hey! Miss Zhao is here to find help?" Xuan Pang glanced at Hua He and said.
"Brother Hua, he was the one who attacked me. You have to destroy his hands for me first!" Zhao Yan ignored Xuan Pang, raised her finger and pointed at Zhuihun and said coldly.
"Brother Hua?" Hearing Zhao Yan's title, Xuan Pang looked at Hua He again: "Aren't you the Hundred Flowers Master Hua He, one of the eight prides of the ancient martial arts?"
"Haha, not bad, you've even heard of my name!" Hua He smiled faintly.
"Know?" Ling Hao looked at Xuan Pang and asked.
"I don't know!" Xuan Pang shook his head simply: "But I have heard of this name, the Young Palace Master of Baihua Palace. He also has a well-known nickname!"
"What's your nickname?" Zhuihun asked.
"Young Master Picking Flowers!" Xuan Pang shrugged his shoulders: "It is said that he has killed hundreds, if not thousands, of women!"
"Really?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes.
"Huh?!" At the same time, a chill spread from Hua He's body.
After a short pause, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he looked at Xuan Pang: "Do you think your life is too long?"
"Brother, do you want to kill him or not?" Xuan Pang ignored him and looked at Ling Hao and asked.
This sentence has completely become his mantra.
cough!
Zhuihun on the side choked and looked at Xuan Pang with a speechless expression.
Big fat brother, are you serious?
Since the opponent is one of the Eight Proud Ancient Martial Arts, or at least a person in the pseudo-emperor realm, are you really sure you can kill him?
The corners of Su Fang's mouth twitched several times at the same time. He had naturally heard of Hua He's name and knew that he was also a strong man in the imperial realm.
