Qixia Street, Xunyang Hou Mansion.

Looking at Venerable Luo, the old housekeeper looked extremely solemn and said in a deep voice: "The so-called old man is you."

"Tong Ji, when I saw you were still a young man, but now I am like this. It turns out that time is unforgivable." Venerable Luo sighed with a very nostalgic look.

The old housekeeper said, "What is the purpose of the Venerable coming?"

Master Luo smiled and said, "Why are old friends so cold? Speaking of which, when the Marquis was born, I hugged him and even guided you to practice martial arts. No matter how you are, you are half a teacher."

The old butler was silent, then bowed to see him and said, "So, what is the intention of the venerable?"

Master Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm here to visit the Marquis."

The old butler frowned and said, "The Marquis is gone."

Master Luo's expression changed drastically and he said, "What's going on? Why didn't I hear it?"

The old butler looked at him, not sure whether the other party was real or fake, and said lightly: "That's all from many years ago."

Zun Luo shook his body and said sadly: "I am now in the Kutanwu Temple. Everything is busy, and I never have the chance to see him. Unexpectedly, it is apart from heaven and man forever. He has lived a miserable life since childhood. He has walked in front of me again. He is really a white-haired man who sends black-haired man."

Seeing that Venerable Luo's sadness was not like a false act, the old housekeeper's expression also eased, and he said softly: "The Venerable is mourning, and people's life and death cannot be controlled by people. Cultivators only seek immortality, but where does immortality really exist."

Venerable Luo wiped his tears and said, "Let me go to worship."

The old housekeeper said hesitantly: "The Marquis' body is not there, and there is no tablet."

Master Luo frowned and said, "How could this be? Could it be that there is something else?"

The old housekeeper said, "This is the family affairs of the marquis's mansion, so I won't bother the venerable."

Master Luo said in a deep voice: "It's simply nonsense. If the Marquis was killed by someone, how could it not be my business!"

The old housekeeper didn't say anything.

Of course there is another hidden truth in this, but no one will believe the old butler, even Venerable Luo.

Seeing this, Master Luo pondered for a moment and asked, "Can the Marquis leave his descendants?"

The old housekeeper nodded and said, "The little marquis is in the mansion."

Venerable Luo stepped straight into the Hou's Mansion.

The old butler paused a little before following.

The man in the goose yellow robe followed closely behind. When he actually entered the Marquis's mansion, he realized that the decoration here was quite luxurious and precious things could be seen everywhere.

When he came to the courtyard where Jiang Wang was and looked at the sick man lying on the rattan chair, Zun Luo said in surprise: "That's the little marquis?"

The man in the goose yellow robe looked at it and smiled, "If I hadn't moved a few times, I would have thought it was a dead person."

Master Luo glared at him after hearing this.

The old housekeeper said, "The people under the lord don't understand any rules. If I talk nonsense anymore, I will educate the lord on him."

Venerable Luo used his eyes to stop the man in the goose yellow robe who wanted to speak and said to the old housekeeper: "Lupu Rong family is a wealthy family, young and vigorous, and domineering, but in fact he is pure and has no malice. Don't get angry, I will teach him a lesson when I go back."

The Lupu Rong family can be regarded as a family of martial arts. They are loyal to the Wushen Temple and are unscrupulous because they rely on power. The old housekeeper is most disliked, but he has not said anything more at this moment.

Master Luo came to the rattan chair, looked at Jiang Wang who looked very beautiful, and smiled and said, "It turns out that he is worthy of being the son of the Marquis. He has taken all the advantages of their husband and wife. I am afraid that the entire Sui Kingdom will not find a man as beautiful as you."

Jiang Wang raised his eyes and said casually: "Is the old man my father's old friend?"

Before Master Luo could speak, the man in the goose yellow robe jumped out again, "It would be fine if the Venerable is in front of you, but he doesn't stand up and salute, but why is his attitude so casual!"

Jiang Wang glanced at him and said, "It's all your business."

This made the man in the goose yellow robe very angry.

Master Luo had a calm face. It was the second time since he arrived at the Hou Mansion that he had stared at the man in a goose yellow robe. He was old and felt his eyes a little sore.

"It's okay, I am an elder, and the little marquis is like my own grandson. What's the point of not being able to treat you?"

Master Luo waved his sleeves and drove the man in the goose yellow robe to the side, looked at Jiang Wang with a smile on his face, and said, "Now you are the head of the family. In the future, you will be the power of the Sui State. I see that you are weak, have not practiced, and have not practiced martial arts. As soon as you hear about the affairs of the Marquis, I feel guilty. I want to teach you well, would you like to practice martial arts with me?"

Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you amazing?"

Venerable Luo laughed and said, "I can only say that in the entire Kutan, except for the Sword God and his brother and the priest of the Yuyuan Academy, there is nothing better than me, including the old stubborn Qingxuan School."

Jiang Wang thought it wasn't that powerful. If you remove a few more, is there any need to arrange it?

But even though he was a martial artist, his eyes lit up slightly.

Sun Qingyao has already come to the Hou Mansion to teach Xiaoyu to practice martial arts, and the Venerable Luo in front of him must be much stronger than Sun Qingyao.

He said: "I don't have the idea of ​​practicing martial arts, but my maid is quite qualified. Can the elderly teach?"

Master Luo's smile froze on his face.

The man in the goose yellow gown jumped out again in an appropriate manner, "What are you thinking? If the Venerable wants to teach you martial arts, you will be grateful. He actually wants the Venerable to teach a humble maid, who are you insulting!"

This time, Venerable Luo did not stop him.

After all, what he said was very pertinent. How could he teach a maid to practice martial arts by the Emperor of the Martial God Temple?

Jiang Wang's expression slowly became gloomy.

Not to mention anything else, the word "lower" has already touched his liver fire.

Although he was unable to use the power of the Kingdom of God for the time being, Yeyou God had almost recovered. Just as he was about to take action, he saw Sun Qingya and Xiaoyu coming over.

"Young Master, Xiaoyu is indeed very talented. I just taught her for two hours before breaking the realm again."

Sun Qingyao was very excited. He had never seen a martial artist as qualified as Xiaoyu.

Not only did he break into the peak of the second realm, but he even made Qi flow through his limbs and bones, achieving the results that only martial artists in the third realm can achieve. To put it more exaggeratedly, Xiaoyu can beat 100 martial artists in the same realm.

Sun Qingyao didn't care about the atmosphere and continued: "Although I don't want to admit it, my subordinates have nothing to teach her. Next, I just need to consolidate the foundation step by step and condense the true qi. This kind of thing cannot be helped by outsiders."

Jiang Wang temporarily gave up his anger, looked at Xiaoyu with joy, and said, "It's really good to be my maid general manager."

Xiaoyu lowered his head shyly and had a cold face. Although it was a little strange, Jiang Wang felt more cute when he looked at it.

Master Luo's eyes fell on Xiaoyu, and his expression gradually became shocked.

It is indeed an excellent root for practicing martial arts!

Hearing Sun Qingya's words, he was very sure that Xiaoyu's realm was not high, but he had already entered the stage of condensing true qi, and his qualifications were simply incredible.

Venerable Luo immediately said to Jiang Wang: "Little Marquis, I agree and I am willing to teach her how to practice martial arts!"

Jiang Wang frowned and said, "But I don't want to do it now."

Venerable Luo's face was slightly stiff.

The man in the goose yellow long gown said angrily: "I don't know how to polite her. The Venerable is willing to teach her. It is a blessing that comes from the ancestral grave and I can't ask for for several lifetimes. How dare you refuse it?"

"Shut up!" Venerable Luo was very angry. This guy who was not good enough to make trouble.

Jiang Wang said coldly: "I will help Xiaoyu find a more powerful teacher. It's better not to have such a blessing from the ancestral grave."

Master Luo said, "Don't be angry. This son is a little arrogant and domineering, but he should not delay Xiaoyu's qualifications. What's more, I am the elder of your father, and I should do my best."

Having said that, Jiang Wang's temper came, how could he stop easily? He said in a deep voice: "Then let the man who sprays the feces all over his mouth kowtow to Xiaoyu to apologize."

Xiaoyu was confused, she didn't know what was going on.

The man in the goose yellow long gown was angry and embarrassed, "I am the legitimate son of the Lupu Rong family, and the second-rank attendant of the Kutan Wushen Temple. I asked me to kowtow to a humble maid to apologize. It's so outrageous!"

Jiang Wang's face became even more gloomy.

This is the second time.

As the saying goes, things are only three, his anger has already surged into his throat.

Venerable Luo had no expression on his face.

It was obviously very difficult to get Rong Yulu to kowtow to apologize, but he was really happy with Xiaoyu's excellent qualifications, so he simply watched and let the young people solve the problem by themselves.

Jiang Wang looked at Sun Qingya, who understood.

He walked straight towards Rong Yulu, his hands clenching together, and his bones clattered.

Master Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, but remained indifferent.

Rong Yulu sneered and said, "Why, I want to do it? Then I will play with you."

He pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, and the martial artist was breathing everywhere, and he was only weaker than Feng Linghuai.

Sun Qingyao did not carry weapons, and rushed straight to Rong Yulu with bare hands, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with a majestic momentum.

The muscles of his arms were tight, and when facing the knife that Rong Yulu cut off, he actually blocked it with his bare hands. This was the strong body of the martial artist.

But Rong Yulu is a martial artist in the fourth realm after all, and has a sharp sword on her side. Although the first sword did not break Sun Qingya's defense, it also left a very clear mark.

If you take a few more blows, you will have your limits to resist with your body.

So Sun Qingyao planned to fight and decide quickly.

After blocking the knife that Rong Yulu waved, Sun Qingyao's left palm was already heading towards his throat.

It directly strangled his fate's neck.

He lifted his whole body and smashed it to the ground. The severe pain in his throat made Rong Yulu unable to breathe. No matter how hard he punched and kicked, he could not shake Sun Qing, who was as burly as a mountain.

"What is Lupu Rong's family? It's really outrageous, it's a useless one."

Sun Qingyao held back Rong Yulu's neck, looked at him from a high point, and said casually.

Jiang Wang clapped his hands and said, "Brother Sun is so fierce!"

When Master Luo saw this, he knew in his heart that although he did not recognize Sun Qingyao, he must be a powerful general in the Black Flame Army, and his martial arts realm had reached the peak of the fourth level.
Chapter completed!