Long Xiaobai unceremoniously took the Qiankun bag and the gold card, and then stood up.

"Then don't bother, I won't go around arguing about today's events. Farewell!" With that, he left the box with his sword in his hand.

"Get up, Made, dare to assassinate the scum brothers, it's really looking for death!"

The two brothers picked up the two Sword Sect disciples and left the room with a scolding.

Then the women also left in turn, and no one spoke, only Xiao Lu cried and cried, looking wronged.

The body of Jian Shuai was lying on the floor of the box, and the big pool of blood was flowing all over the ground.

"Go, inform the sect master of the Sword Sect to collect the corpse with five million world coins, and it won't work if there is not one less son. Mu Feng said lightly.

"Yes, young master. The man saluted respectfully, then withdrew.

"You, come here. Mu Feng looked at the pale waiter, who had been guarding outside the box.

"Young ~ young master. ”

"Tell me what's going on. Be detailed, and don't miss any plots. ”

"Yes. ”

The waiter quickly told what had happened, including Long Xiaobai's nouveau riche look. Then he said that Xiao Lu appeared, and then there was the assassination of the young master of the Sword Sect.

"Oh, you said the woman kept knocking on the wall, and it was very regular, not like she was bored and playing?"

"Yes, young master, and they all seem to know each other, and that woman still calls that white dragon 'Big Brother Dragon'. And then the dead one still shouts what dragon scum, you return my woman. "The waiter's memory is really good.

Mu Feng frowned, and after a long time, he smiled dumbly and said: "What a shameless thing, he ate Lao Tzu's wine and food for nothing, and extorted Lao Tzu for 2 million, and solved the trouble by the way." 呲呲 ~ White Dragon Patriarch ~ You are awesome!"

"......" everyone was speechless. That is, the Holy Dragon Clan, if the other two of them were estimated to have been arrested and beaten up a long time ago.

"Remember, you don't know anything about this, understand, especially you, you haven't seen anything, understand?" Mu Feng said as he looked at the waiter.

"Yes, young master, my subordinates don't know anything, everything has already happened when I came. The waiter replied smartly.

Mu Feng nodded, then looked at the messy box that had been built, and his brows furrowed again.

"The Holy Dragon Clan~ It seems that this short period of time is a bit strange~ They have all canceled three businesses with our Deadwood Clan......"

......

Long Xiaobai returned to the Forging Pavilion outside the Heavenly Dao Academy with his sword inserted, and then ordered Xiong Da to inform Long Yan and let Long Yan inform Long Potian, while he was sitting at the door of the Forging Pavilion with the two followers kneeling at his feet.

Sanxiao has already led Xiaolu inside, so that he can tell the other party to act well again.

Soon, Long Potian had a gloomy face, followed by Long Yan and Xiong Da out of the gate of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and came to the Forging Pavilion in a short time.

"Xiaobai, what's going on?" Long Potian looked at the sword on Long Xiaobai's shoulder, and his beard almost didn't rise.

Long Xiaobai stood up and saluted, and said with a look of regret: "Alas, Ancestor, they all complain about me. Drunken gaffes...... Alas, it's a shame. ”

"Huh? Long Potian glanced at the Sword Sect logo of the Forging Pavilion, this was a major matter related to the subsidiary families of his own family.

Long Xiaobai scratched his head, as if he was sobering up, and then told the truth of the matter.

The more Long Potian listened, the more ugly his face became, and after listening to it, he kicked on a disciple of the Sword Sect and scolded: "Damn! Don't you young masters know that the waiters here are all left by my Holy Dragon Clan? Not to mention drinking a drink! It's a matter of course to be! It's so special! It's so anti-heaven for a waiter! It's really so bold!"

Okay! Long Potian is more ruthless than Long Xiaobai, and he is shameless. It's okay, and Long Xiaobai, who is also provincial, is worried that Xiao Lu won't be able to bear it. Well, it's all right to go on your own, let alone drink a drink.

Suddenly, a flying machine flew in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped at the door of the Forging Pavilion.

"Bang!" a man flew down from the aircraft on his knees and knelt at Long Potian's feet.

"Qinglong clansmen, the rebel son is not sensible, and he asks the patriarch to calm his anger, and the rebel son has already paid the price, and he asks the patriarch to forgive!"

Long Xiaobai looked at the man who looked about the same as Jian Shuai with some confusion, this is a bit exaggerated, right?

"Hmph! Jian Heng, you are a small sect that is less than five hundred years old, if it weren't for my Holy Dragon Clan, it is estimated that it would have been wiped out long ago! Today, for a waiter, it is still the waiter left for you by our Holy Dragon Clan. It's such a woman, your precious son almost killed the only white dragon of our Holy Dragon Clan!

"Patriarch! I was wrong! I was not strict with my discipline!"

"Bang bang bang!" Jian Heng kowtowed heavily, and the bluestone slabs he smashed were cracked.

Long Xiaobai's eyes froze, and there was a chill in his heart. This person is definitely forbearing! Absolutely! Jian Heng has created a sect in five hundred years, and he is by no means greedy for life and afraid of death. Then there is only one situation, the other party endures it again, and endures the humiliation for his future rise.

This person can't be kept, absolutely can't be kept!

"Don't admit your mistakes to me, go and admit your mistakes to Xiaobai. Long Potian said lightly.

Jian Heng turned around abruptly and climbed directly to Long Xiaobai's feet, not daring to look at Long Xiaobai, "bang" is kowtow.

"White Dragon Patriarch, please let go of the little one! The rebel son has been ambushed, please calm the anger of the White Dragon Patriarch!"

Long Xiaobai's heart was extremely weird, this person's strength was at least in the Divine Period, and it was not good for the Cosmic Period. And at this time, he is like a grandson, a great-grandson! This, this is really wonderful.

"Look up. ”

Jian Heng was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, looked at Long Xiaobai with a little panicked eyes, and the beard under his forehead trembled slightly.

Long Xiaobai stood up from the chair, walked in front of the other party, paused slowly, and looked at the other party.

"You hate me. He asked faintly.

"No~ don't dare. Jian Heng panicked.

Long Xiaobai looked at the other party's eyes carefully, and did not see sadness and hatred from them, only panic.

Suddenly, Long Xiaobai slowly pulled out the sword inserted in his shoulder, and his brows did not furrow.

"Tick~Tick~" Drops of blood dripped on the ground.

Jian Heng's body trembled, and the expression on his face became even more panicked.

"Brush!" the sword was drawn.

"Jian Heng, you, what level?" asked Long Xiaobai.

"Yu ~ the beginning of the universe. Jian Heng replied.

"Then why don't you kill me to avenge your son? Long Xiaobai said, placing the sword in front of the other party.

The corners of Long Potian's eyes jumped, and he said secretly: This little dragon, why is he still good at attacking the heart?

(End of chapter)