Nonsense, people from the spiritual family, who uses the real name? No, whoever uses the real name of the spiritual realm walker... Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I know."

If it wasn't the head of the Zhao family, it would be fine.

But even if Patriarch Zhao came, he would not be afraid.

"Leave your clothes and pants and go out." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"???"

After a while, the strong man in a pair of shorts left with a smile on his face, holding a few pieces of ore in his arms.

After a while, Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the room with Xue Qiangwei in black clothes and black trousers. The clothes were too big and looked baggy on her body.

Lian Sanyue sat leaning against the cashier counter in the messy shop, with one arm on her chest and a cigar in the other, while her elder brother Zhao Hongzheng roared in his ears:

"Who, who hurt my son like this."

Zhao Hong was looking at his weak son on the stretcher, and when his eyes fell on the gauze-wrapped thighs that were faintly oozing blood, his eyes were about to split.

Zhao Hongzheng's hair was gray, with deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet. His son, who was only born at the age of forty, could be said to be loved and pampered in every possible way.

Zhao Hongzheng attaches great importance to this son. Talent is one aspect. The most important thing is that Zhao Feichen was brought up by the old Patriarch.

The old Patriarch dotes on this young grandson very much, and regards him as his darling, and even loves Zhao Hongzheng's lineage.

The grandfather and grandson have a deep relationship. If the old patriarch wants to abdicate in the future, who will the patriarch pass to?

Even if Zhao Hongzheng's talent is not the best among the brothers, but for Zhao Feichen's sake, his father will pay more attention to him and think more about it.

Zhao Hongzheng glared at Lian Sanyue, and said in a deep voice:

"Even if you have a bad relationship with your father, Fei Chen has called you your aunt for so many years, yet you actually watched him have his legs cut off in your territory?"

Lian Sanyue sneered:

"There are too many people calling me aunt, not to mention aunt! If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, Zhao Feichen wants to die by himself, so it has nothing to do with me."

"you"

Zhao Hongzheng was about to reprimand, but Lian Sanyue's face turned cold:

"Zhao Hongzheng, just because you are not qualified to teach me a lesson, wait until you are promoted to master."

Zhao Hongzheng's chest heaved in anger, and he really didn't say anything, he turned his head and said to the subordinate waiting outside the shop:

"Go back to Zhao's house, tell the Patriarch what happened to Feichen, and then take a tube of life essence, and hurry up."

Outside the small shop, there was a row of Spirit Realm Walkers in formal attire.

The subordinate in black and sunglasses on the far left bowed to accept the order, turned and left.

Zhao Hongzheng leaned over and lowered his head, and put a green bead into Zhao Feichen's pale and chapped mouth.

After a while, Zhao Feichen's face gradually turned rosy, and he came to himself.

When he saw Zhao Hongzheng, his tired and weak face was filled with joy, and he immediately grabbed his father's hand, gritted his teeth and said:

"Dad, avenge me, avenge me, I want that kid to pay the price." JrNovels.com