Even though there will be so-called distinguished guests today, he is not uninterested.

I heard that it is still from Jiange, Su Wudi's granddaughter, and his extremely outstanding grandson-in-law.

He had heard Su Wudi emphasize it countless times. This proud attitude makes people extremely annoyed. Isn’t it just a good successor?

It really made him angry when he thought about it. He looked at the remaining few crooked dates in his home and was really angry.

And the increasingly weak Wu Pavilion, he also felt extremely sad.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside, and there were two unfamiliar auras.

When Xun Huo knew that the person had arrived, he also stopped his movements and threw the things in his hand aside, and a jingling sound occurred.

A lot of iron filing mud fell off after rubbing his hands.

He took off his dirty clothes and changed into a clean piece of clothing and passed it on.

Even if he is unhappy, he cannot treat others at will, and he must show the power of the Pavilion Master as much as possible.

After all, he is the elder of these two people, and he also lent such a precious magic weapon to the other party, so he must have a hint of solemnity!

When Xun Huo walked out of the house, he was shocked Jiang Xu and Sun Zhu.

"Master! You actually changed your clothes!"

Sun Zhu shouted excitedly.

Xun Huo glared at him in an instant, and his beard blew up in anger, "What do you mean by changing clothes? Have I never changed clothes? Am I so unbearable in your eyes?"

"Isn't it? I asked you to change into a cleaner clothes before, but you didn't let them go to death. Now that you have changed it on your own, I won't be surprised!" Sun Zhu still didn't notice Xun Huo's dissatisfaction and was still talking nonsense.

Jiang Xu could no longer bear it. Xun Huo, who was afraid that the blue veins would rise, directly knocked Sun Zhu out, and quickly spoke out: "Master, Lu An, the head of Ning'an Pavilion in Jiangcheng, and Su Mu, the Jiange, has arrived."

Xun Huo nodded in a low voice, put his hands behind him, showing an extremely deep smile, looking at Lu An as if he was smiling, and examining Lu An.

Lu An didn't have any restrained attitude, although Xun Huai gave people the feeling of an old man in the crops.

It’s just that thick body, the faint bursting breath, and the calloused black hands, which are impossible to ignore at first glance.

Lu An showed a look of extreme fear. The person in front of him was definitely not weak, and perhaps even less than Su Wudi.

"Lu An pays homage to the Lord of Wu Pavilion!"

Lu An bowed with both hands and bowed extremely respectfully.

Xun Huo showed a masterful expression, and although he was smiling on his face, he felt sad in his heart!

Why can't he find such disciples? Or is it because he doesn't have a granddaughter who is as beautiful as a flower?

He gets angry when he thinks of this!
Chapter completed!