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Chapter 63 The boy is jealous of him

"You, you're cheating!"

Dongmen shouted with red face from the rain.

Why did these disciples from famous and upright sects make excuses for themselves as soon as they lose? Zhuo Mufeng put away his sword and said helplessly: "I am really not good at martial arts. In terms of martial arts, Brother Dongmen is stronger."

Hearing this, Dongmen was even more angry when he was hiding from the rain and shouted, "Don't pretend, I'm seven feet below, I don't need you to be pitiful!"

Yes, everything is my fault.

Zhuo Mufeng returned to his original position in a ruthless manner, noticing that the eyes of the people present moved with his figure.

On the one hand, everyone was surprised by his superb swordsmanship.

To be objective and fair, the swordsmanship of Dongmen hiding from the rain is already very clever, but I am afraid of comparisons in everything, especially facing a head-on battle. Even Shang Zirong can tell which one is better or worse.

Some people with vicious eyes even saw that Zhuo Mufeng's sword technique had reached the realm of transformation, and this understanding was really extraordinary.

On the other hand, everyone was even more shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's boldness.

If the East Gate had not retreated from the rain just now, the two might have died together. Wouldn't this kid be afraid of death?

Only a few people looked at Zhuo Mufeng with admiration, but when they fell on the east gate to hide from the rain, they became disappointed.

Xue Yuanfeng shook his head.

He always knew that this beloved disciple was extremely cunning and could not take on great responsibilities, but at least he had good qualifications in martial arts practice and would be an important combat power of the Taihe Sect in the future.

Now it seems that I overestimate the other party, and the reaction of life and death will not lie. The East Gate lacks a sense of ruthlessness in hiding from the rain, and future achievements are destined to be limited.

On the contrary, Zhuo Mufeng made Xue Yuanfeng's eyes lit up. He didn't know whether the other party was really not afraid of death, or was he determined that even if the east gate hides from the rain and does not retreat, they would have time to stop it?

"It turns out that a hero is a boy. Brother Zhuo, I wish you a cup."

The white-haired old man sitting next to Xue Yuanfeng raised his cup from afar.

"Zhuo was just a lucky person, and he couldn't afford to be like this for seniors."

Zhuo Mufeng quickly stood up, his face filled with fear, and then he drank the wine in his glass. This humble self-healing look made the old man more satisfied with the white-haired man, and also made some people who wanted to lose their temper.

Zhuo Mufeng refused in advance, but in the end he was forced to take action. However, at the decisive moment, he was not without the courage to fight for his life. There was no problem with the series of actions. You can't vent his anger on him for no reason.

Seeing Zhuo Mufeng raise his glass and toast on his own initiative, everyone had to smile.

"Young Master Zhuo is open and honest, and he is born with a innocent heart. If the dog is half as good as you, Xue won't have to worry so much.

Xue Yuanfeng is also very proud of his praise.

But what he said made Xue Shijie, Huang Chaohui and Ye Qiudong's faces twitch. This guy is open and honest, and has a innocent heart?

His sows can climb trees!

Xue Yuanfeng continued: "I heard from Mr. Zhuo that he is planning to develop in Gusu City in the future. If you and the dog son are your nephew, you will be Xue's nephew. If you can get Xue in the future, please speak up."

Although he is a master of the Earth Spirit List and is very famous in the world, Xue Yuanfeng will not underestimate any young people. I wonder if there is a saying that "Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi"?

Anyway, you just make a good relationship, and you may be able to use it in the future, so why not do it?

"To be honest, Master Xue has indeed encountered difficulties."

Zhuo Mufeng took a deep breath and looked willing to go out.

Xue Yuanfeng's eyebrows trembled and he smiled and said, "Young Master Zhuo, but it's okay."

Zhuo Mufeng said the previous story and finally made it clear that it wouldn't matter if he couldn't help.

Xue Yuanfeng thought to himself, you have put this matter on the surface. If I can't do it well, where will my face be placed? He agreed: "Three days later, Young Master Zhuo will come to Xue's mansion and I will give you an explanation."

Hearing this, Zhuo Mufeng knew that the matter was mostly done. He couldn't help but be happy and thanked him very much.

After that, everyone drank for more than half an hour before they all parted.

Thinking of being able to settle in Gusu City soon and achieve great achievements, Zhuo Mufeng was happy. Suddenly, Hu Lai turned to another street and asked, "Old Hu, where are you going?"

"kill!"

Hu Lai said viciously.

Zhuo Mufeng cried out inwardly, this guy wouldn't chase Lu Suwen. The old pious woman obviously didn't know that when she woke up that night, Zhuo Mufeng was happy to pretend to be stupid, so as not to be weak and reveal flaws.

He didn't want to be deceived by Hu Lai, so he hurriedly shouted: "I'll be calm for a while."

"Wanxianglou is right in front. How can I bear it? This time I must use the heavy stick to kill those women and let them harm people."

Old Zhang, who was standing by, chased after him and shouted: "His hero Hu punished evil and promoted good, how could he lose me?"

"Go together."

The two lewd guys laughed and disappeared on the corner of the street, leaving only the dull Zhuo Mufeng, the angry Shang Zirong and the Ye Lao who kept coughing.

...

Xue Mansion.

In the backyard study room, the lights light up.

Xue Yuanfeng sat on the chair, stared at Xue Shijie for a while, and sneered: "Tell me, what is your relationship with that person named Zhuo?"

Just because he couldn't go to Wanxianglou, Xue Shijie, who was depressed, was shocked, "Dad, what do you mean?"

"You and Zhuo Mufeng always say they are friends, but they are not close in their behavior. Then you instigated Ding Crocodile to confront him. Now, I think about it, I'm afraid they want both sides to kill each other."

Xue Shijie lowered his head, and could still feel his father's gaze as if two swords were inserted into his heart.

"I warn my son, why do you feel that you are not only disgusted with Zhuo Mufeng, but you are even a little afraid. Could it be that there is a handle that falls into his hands and tells me that I will solve it for you."

At the end of the day, the whole room was suddenly filled with murderous aura and cold voices, which made Xue Shijie's feet slightly numb.

In ten years, Xue Yuanfeng was certainly not a good person to operate the Taihe Sect into a first-class Wei Yudao force. On the contrary, in order to achieve his goal, he would do many things that would do by any means.

Killing is just the most common thing, especially the object is a young man without foundation.

Xue Shijie wanted to kill Zhuo Mufeng more than anyone else, but reason told him that he could not, and even denied his father's words. Otherwise, with his father's personality, he would probably have to investigate to the end, and then the matter would not be hidden!

Stable in his mind, he raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not hiding it from my father, I do have some friendship with Zhuo Mufeng, but the child is very jealous of him, so he can't help but want to rub his majesty."

"Are you jealous of him?"

Xue Yuanfeng's murderous aura stagnated and thought he had heard it wrong.

"Zhuo Mufeng has a martial arts talent that is different from ordinary people. He just doesn't have the resources. Once he is given sufficient conditions, his future is unlimited, and this is far from comparable to that of a child."

God knows how bitter the mouth is when Xue Shijie says such words.

But Xue Yuanfeng fell into deep thought.

Indeed, judging from Zhuo Mufeng's performance today, the other party's martial arts qualifications are far better than the East Gate to hide from the rain. He is also a first-class talent in Gusu City.

But if you become jealous of the other person because of this, the situation would be too small. Thinking of this son who wanted to become famous in the world since he was a child and become a famous hero admired by everyone, Xue Yuanfeng felt relieved.

"Instruct me, you must remember that it is good to have high martial arts skills, but you don't have to be too superstitious about it. Swords can kill people, but people's hearts are sharper than swords. There are countless people who have higher martial arts skills than fathers in the world, but if you want some people to die for fathers, you can do it easily.

You don’t need to be jealous of anyone. When you take charge of the Taihe Sect in the future, as long as you can develop steadily and make good use of your relationship, those who have higher martial arts skills than you can only work hard for you.”

Xue Yuanfeng patiently enlightened his only son.

Xue Shijie naturally nodded repeatedly. After he left, Xue Yuanfeng's face darkened. He suddenly ordered people to tell him about Huang Chaohui and Ye Qiudong, and asked them about the whole story of going to Hongri City.

He didn't trust his son!

Fortunately, Xue Shijie was supervised by his father for many years and he also kept his hands.

Before returning, the three of them had sex with Shen Junhao and fabricated a series of rhetorics that they would not know each other. The whole process was revised several times without any flaws.

When the two left, Xue Yuanfeng pondered for a moment and could not find any problems. Then he said to the people outside the room: "I want all the information about Zhuo Mufeng when I go to Hongri City."

His son's "candidity" suddenly made Xue Yuanfeng realize that Zhuo Mufeng was not as simple as he looked, so he rarely developed a little interest.
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