The son surnamed Han waved his hand and led a group of subordinates from a very dissatisfied to the south gate of Nanxiang City.

Lu Chen smiled slightly, his eyes swept over the body of the prince surnamed Han, and recorded the appearance of this person, and then did not sit down, but still looked at the Xiaohu downstairs.

Liu Hong stared for a moment, and finally couldn't help but praise: "This son has an amazing heart, if he cultivates, he will become a great weapon one day." ”

"It's a pity~" Lu Chen sighed: "The right leg is useless, he is seriously injured, and his life is short, even if he has a seventh-level cultivation of Qi training, he can only play half of it, and after a long time, his kung fu will disappear." ”

Lu Chen and Liu Hong could both see that the Tai Xiaohu had cultivated, and his strength was stable at about the seventh layer of Qi training, but he had suffered different kinds of injuries inside and outside his body, and his life was already endangered. And just now, the son surnamed Han was a master in the early stage of foundation building, and the difference between the two was too great, and even some of the servants behind the son surnamed Han were not as good as him.

The roaring tiger in his eyes was forced to climb from the ground, but he tried three times, but he couldn't stand up because his crippled right leg had been stepped on before.

Lu Chen couldn't bear it, and when he saw the crowd around him disperse, he quietly stretched out his hand and shot out a wisp of mana, which was slowly injected into the body of the Xiaohu Tiger.

Feeling that he had gained a force all over his body, he was suddenly stunned, looked around for a moment, and suddenly looked up and saw Lu Chen and Liu Hong upstairs.

The two glanced at each other, Lu Chen's tense expression stretched slightly, showed an encouraging smile, and sat back.

Keep drinking~

What made Lu Chen feel strange was that it didn't take long for the door of the private room to knock, and Lu Chen thought that Xiao Er was coming to deliver wine, so he said softly: "Come in." ”

It's not the shopkeeper who came in, it's the Xiaohu of Tai~

Lu Chen and Liu Hong were slightly stunned for a moment, only to see the Tangtai Xiaohu dragging a crippled body and first nodded to the two, then silently supported the tree crutch with his right hand, and walked to the Eight Immortals Table with two round and full oranges in his left hand, gently put the oranges down, and then said, "Thank you." ”

With only two words, Yutai Xiaohu nodded again, showing what he thought was the most respectful demeanor, and silently retreated.

Lu Chen and Liu Hong stood up in surprise, walked to the window, and saw the lonely figure carrying a large basket half a person high, limping and disappearing into the sea of people.

The two of them returned to the table, looked at the shiny, round and full oranges, sighed bitterly and sat back.

There is a lot of suffering in the world, and those who can receive it will become a tool~

I don't know what's going on, Lu Chen compared the Tai Xiaohu with himself, and found that there were really some similarities.

At this moment, there was a commotion downstairs again, and looking down the window, the two found that the son surnamed Han was back again. And this time, he was accompanied by three old men who were over half a hundred years old, or fairy wind bones, or domineering, or obscene and cold.

Seeing these two people, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly glowed with a cold light.

Zhuang Wenyuan's jade slip information is very valuable, that is, the appearance of these two people is also recorded, and they are two of the participants in the fall of Qianyumen: Ma Yuansoul of the Ma family of Zhou Yueguo, Duan Songde of the Duan family of Heishui City, and Qi Xiuzhi of the Qi family of Qi Youguo.