Chapter 45 Lu Xinwen

In the spacious room, there is a warm stove, and the charcoal fire inside is strong, making the temperature in the room look like two different worlds compared to the outside world.

However, at this moment, Fan Shuhe felt a bone-broken chill.

In his room, there was a big living person at some point.

The man's temples were faintly white, but his eyes were very clear and slightly stern. On a slightly purple-brown face, forehead, cheeks, eyes, and ears, it made people feel extremely full, full of a strange and lively atmosphere. The rectangular and pointed face was set against the thin lips with very distinct lines, and the corners of the mouth were stubbornly folded downwards and sank inwards.

His eyes looked at Fan Shuhe coldly, as if in his eyes, this master with the tenth level of internal strength was not at all different from the beggar on the roadside, and could not make any turbulence in his heart.

It was this plain look that filled Fan Shuhe's heart with shock and a fear that could not be described in words.

As the contemporary head of the Fan family, he is of course a knowledgeable person and can be successfully promoted to the tenth level of internal strength before he was 60 years old. His talent and hard work are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Similarly, in order to revitalize the Fan family, he made many powerful figures, such as the second brothers of the Xiao family, who were friends he tried his best to win over.

However, among all his friends, he had never encountered such an unfathomable person, and he didn't even know when this person entered his room.

After pulling and pulling, his son Fan Haori had already blocked his back and forth. He then separated his feet, and put on a posture of attacking and retreating and defending. He said calmly: "Who is the one who you are? What's the point of coming to the mansion?"

Fan Haori sneaked into his eyes from behind his father. The shock in his heart was not inferior to his father. This was the first time he saw his father's somewhat panicked expression at that moment.

He always thought that his father was a man who stood up and down, and a master of the tenth level of internal strength who was proud of Zhengtong County, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. Therefore, when his father showed fear, huge waves also appeared in his heart.

The strange man with a little gray hair but full of vitality did not answer, nor did he see him, but turned around and sat down on a big chair in the middle of the room.

His movements were not fast, but they made Fan Shuhe and his son feel an unparalleled solemnity.

"You said it right."

This man spoke slowly, but his voice was not loud, but he had a fearsome power.

Fan Shuhe was stunned. Why did this sentence behave inconsistent with the content he asked about?

Carefully, he said respectfully: "Your Excellency is saying..."

"My two disciples are indeed not the ones who escaped at the last minute."

Fan Shuhe gasped, his eyes suddenly widened and said, "You, are you always the master of the two brothers of the Xiao family?"

The man said coldly: "Why, didn't those two little guys tell you?"

Fan Shuhe hesitated for a moment, with his feet together, and said respectfully: "Senior, the two brothers Xiao did not mention their master's education to their younger generation. They said that unless the internal strength reaches the tenth level, they are qualified to travel around the world under the name of a master."

Although his words were a bit bizarre, they were telling the truth.

Before this, Fan Shuhe had asked the Xiao brothers many times, but they were very nervous and answered with this.

If an ordinary master of the ninth level of internal strength says this, then why might Fan Shu be willing to believe it?

The tenth level of internal strength is the limit that acquired strong people can reach. Although there are many strong people in the ninth level of internal strength, who can guarantee that they can definitely break through this last level and thus reach the tenth level.

However, the Xiao brothers are unique. They not only have two sets of extremely precious arm guards, but also obviously master a kind of innate combat skills.

It is naturally difficult for people to doubt what such a person says.

Fan Shuhe had secretly speculated many times, and even thought that the master of the two brothers might be a powerful man in the innate realm.

But this is just a guess. After all, the distance between the strong man in the innate realm and him is too great, which makes him feel unattainable.

However, after seeing this strange man at this moment, his heart started to be beating violently.

Perhaps, his previous guess was not wrong...

The man finally showed a smile on his lips, and he was obviously very satisfied with this sentence.

Fan Shuhe saw this confident smile and his heart sank slightly.

His expression became more and more respectful: "My younger brother Fan Shuhe has been with the two brothers Xiao for many years and is as close as brothers. I dare to ask about the name of my senior. If I can live in a humble house, I would like to blame my disciples for my senior brothers Xiao for their own faults and serve them."

The man was slightly stunned, then laughed and said proudly: "I, Lu Xinwen."

Fan Shuhe and his son's bodies trembled slightly at the same time.

He Yiming didn't know the name of this person, but as a father and son of the Fan family who were born and raised in Jinlin, how could he not know this name that represents a terrifying one?

Especially in one day, this person's reputation as slaughtering thousands of people is enough to make any force frightened.

Unless they fight to the death, the strong men in the innate realm will not be able to kill them even if there are many acquired masters. In front of the strong men in the innate realm, the acquired practitioners will not be able to pose any threat to them unless the number of acquired practitioners reaches a terrifying level.

In other words, the innate strong people regard human life as grass, and they rely entirely on their personal strength.

The muscles on Fan Shuhe's face twitched slightly and said quickly: "It turns out that Senior Lu is here. I don't know. Please forgive me for your crime."

Lu Xinwen waved his sleeves and said, "Forget it, since you have an old age with my two apprentices, I won't make things difficult for you." After that, his eyes moved to Fan Haori's face and suddenly said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Fan Shuhe felt nervous. These strong men in the innate realm were hard to measure their emotions. If Hao Ri couldn't handle them well, it would be extremely bad.

However, although Fan Haori was so nervous that he was still extremely awake at this moment. He stepped forward, walked out from behind his father, knelt down towards Lu Xinwen, bowed heavily, and said, "Uncle, my nephew was indeed afraid just now, but now he is not afraid."

Lu Xinwen looked at him with interest, but did not stop him from kneeling down, but asked, "Why is that?"

"I was afraid when I heard about your reputation before, but when I thought that you were the master of the two uncles Xiao, I was no longer afraid." Fan Haori was still trembling in his previous speech, but later he became fluent quickly, which shows that what he thought and what he said was not lying.

A hint of satisfaction appeared in Lu Xinwen's eyes and said, "Yes, you are very alert and have a good courage. You have already practiced to the seventh level of internal energy in your twenties. What's more, you have never swallowed any golden elixirs, and this qualification is already in a thousand."

Fan Haori's heart moved, and suddenly he was blessed to his heart. He kowtowed again, his head touched the ground, making a crisp sound of bumping. When he raised his head, his forehead was already covered in blood, which was clearly because he did not use internal strength to protect him.

Lu Xinwen smiled slightly and said, "Why do you worship me?"

Fan Haori said solemnly: "My uncle, my nephew admires you. I don't want to worship you, but I just want to be with you day and night in the future to serve you day and night in order to fulfill my filial piety."

Fan Shuhe was even more surprised and happy behind him, but he knew that if he could get the favor of the old man in front of him, it would be a great joy that came from the sky for both Fan Haori and the entire Fan family.

However, when facing Lu Xinwen, he was silent and did not dare to ask for anything. He could only look at it with expectant eyes and bent down respectfully.

Lu Xinwen said calmly: "If you want to be with me, aren't you afraid of my infamy?"

Fan Shuhe thought to himself, it turns out that you also know that you are always famous. However, he dared not express anything, and at the same time he was worried in secret, not knowing how Haori would deal with it.

Fan Haori looked up and said aloud: "Uncle, your reputation is at its peak in the Jinlin Kingdom, so how can it be considered a bad reputation?"

Lu Xinwen laughed and said, "In the past twenty years, everyone in Jinlin Kingdom has rumored that I have slaughtered more than a thousand people from the Zhu family. Isn't this a bad reputation?"

Fan Haori said with confidence: "Uncle, if my nephew has not remembered it correctly, it should be the Zhu family who provoked you first. After you have achieved success in your cultivation, you just took revenge openly." He paused and said loudly: "We martial artists should avenge you. If you care about these and those, it would not be done by men."

Lu Xinwen finally laughed loudly, with indescribable pleasure in his laughter.

The hearts of the Fan family father and son were all relieved. The inexplicable pressure he felt when he just learned about the name of Lu Xinwen was suddenly completely eliminated.

The two of them were amazed in their hearts because even they didn't know why they had such a wonderful feeling. For a moment, they became more and more respectful of the old man in front of them.

Lu Xinwen put away his smile and said, "Okay, you kid, it's very much to my liking, I'll keep you by my side."

Fan Haori was overjoyed and quickly bowed down. However, before his head touched the ground, Lu Xinwen waved his sleeves and suddenly he couldn't help but get up.

"Since I have you taken you by my side, I might as well tell you some things. Over the years, all the rumors of outsiders have not been true. Even though the Zhu family is abominable, it was destroyed by me. But how could I slaughter all the people in the Zhu family? At that time, I rushed into the Zhu family, but killed more than a hundred core figures of the Zhu family who besieged me. As for the rest, they had already fled in scattered." He smiled and said, "More than a thousand people fled in scattered lives. Even if I want to slaughter all the people, I can't do anything. The rumors from the outside world are spreading rumors and cannot be believed."

The Fan family's father and son widened their eyes and realized it after a while. However, instead of underestimating it, they showed sincere gratitude on their faces.

As Lu Xinwen, he would actually explain to them what a glory this was, which I never thought of before.

Lu Xinwen glanced at them and said, "I know why I want to tell you about this?"

"(My junior) nephews don't know."

The Fan family father and son said in awe, their tone was unprecedentedly respectful.

Lu Xinwen said leisurely: "Every time the brothers Xiao Yifan returned to the mountain after their training, they would talk about your benefits, saying that you are their brother of life, and I like this little kid too. Otherwise..."

He snorted softly, although his tone was not sharp, it made Fan Shuhe sweat in a cold sweat.

At this moment, the head of the Fan family was extremely grateful. He had long seen that the origin of the two Xiao families was unfathomable, so he had always been deliberately making friends. If not, I was afraid that the consequences today would be unimaginable.

Lu Xinwen slowly stood up and said, "You arrange a room and I want to go down to rest for half a day. As for Brother Xiao Yifan, you don't have to worry. They should have gone to pick up my eldest disciple. But I don't know what happened, but there was no news coming."

Fan Haori's heart moved slightly, and he gathered up his courage and asked, "Uncle, is my uncle here too?"

Lu Xinwen smiled slightly, and actually quite admired this child's well-being.

"That's right, my eldest disciple is named Zhuang Yuan. Have you heard of it?"

Fan Haori's face changed slightly and he said, "I have heard that my uncle is a famous practitioner in our Jinlin Kingdom. It is said that the fire-type martial arts have broken through to the tenth level." He paused and said, "However, as far as I know, my uncle has not joined any aristocratic family, which has inherited your mantle, Uncle."

Lu Xinwen nodded slightly in a mysterious and mysterious way, and then Fan Shuhe personally arranged a place to stay for him. As for Fan Haori, he really put down his airs of the eldest son of the Fan family and began to serve him personally.

This is undoubtedly the most gratifying thing for Fan Shuhe.

However, such a good mood lasted only for two days. By the third day, no news came from Zhuang Yuan or the two brothers of the Xiao family.

At this point, even Lu Xinwen, who had great confidence in them, began to unable to sit still.

He called Fan Shuhe and began to ask carefully. The one that attracted his attention the most was undoubtedly the process of the fight between the Xiao brothers and He Quanxin.

After hearing the news, Lu Xinwen pondered for a long time, and asked Fan Haori to get in a small car and walk towards the Yuan Family Manor.

After leaving the city, I finally arrived at a short forest outside the Yuan Family Manor.

The land nearby here belongs to the Yuan Family Manor, but at this moment, Lu Xinwen suddenly stopped.

Fan Haori, who was driving in person, stopped quickly, and then saw Lu Xinwen getting off the car with a serious expression and wandering around the inconspicuous little forest for several times.

Although Fan Haori was full of doubts and anxiety, he never dared to say it out loud.
To be continued...