"Is this a message from Yin Jiao? Is he really not dead...is he back?"

Guangchengzi was not calm at this time. After all, this was related to his disciples... Although there were many reasons why Yin Jiao became his disciple in the first place, after all, he had been formally taught as a disciple for many years, and his ruthlessness was fake.

Otherwise, he would not help the [Chaoge] Holy Land to put pressure on the Tantai family or even the Jinlong Zhao family.

Although these were later suppressed by [Ge Lao Yuan].

"Didn't say much." Holy Master Wu Ding muttered: "Yin Jiao said that he will return soon and he will explain everything then."

Guangchengzi nodded, "In that case, let's wait."

Ah Cheng was somewhat happy to know that Yin Jiao was still alive, but he didn't dare to neglect what the man from [Yu Jingshan] ordered, so after saying a few polite words, he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

"Now that Yin Jiao has returned, the fight for the Holy Son over there should be stopped for now." Holy Master Wu Ding thought for a moment and said, "But don't make any noise about this matter for the time being. During this period, we can still use the name of Yin Jiao's death

, continue to put pressure on the Zhao family."

Zhao Wumian and Yin Jiao were engaged to each other. Yin Jiao was lost at the gate of the ruins and had an unclear relationship with Zhao Wumian. Because of this incident, the [Chaoge] Holy Land actually came from [Zhao].

A lot of things were plundered.

I heard that Zhao Wumian, that little girl, has been miserable all day since she came back to Kunlun.

How about adding another fire to the Zhao family?

Holy Lord Wu Ding suddenly felt a little moved...

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Wen Duo returned to the clinic soon.

At this time, the maid lady had already prepared the meal... Looking at the tableware placed on the table, Wen Duo knew that she had also prepared one for herself.

He was somewhat flattered.

Wen Duo basically thinks that other women are idiots, including Tan Nan, who is about to become his subordinate - but so far, he is the only one who has never thought this way about Miss Youye.

I always feel that if I disagree with you, the maid will secretly sink you into the sea of ​​monsters...

"Sir, the Second Sword Emperor has taken Xiaoyao and [Long Po] back to the [Nantianmen]." Wen Duo sat down, straightened his back, and looked straight, "Following up, I will continue to observe these few days.

Personal whereabouts... As for [Uncle Nine]’s first wife, do we still need to follow up?”

"Mr. Wen seems to have adapted to work." The maid placed a plate of steak in front of Boss Luo.

Wen Duo nodded, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I am suitable or not. Maybe I am more suitable for work."

The maid smiled slightly and said nothing, but continued to arrange the food very carefully.

Boss Luo said: "Xiaoyao and Miss Nan have already made a contract."

Wen Duo expressed his knowledge, not to mention that it is best not to cross the line between Black Soul's customers. Even if Tan Nan will be his boss in name, it is even more difficult to cross the line.

"Eat it." Boss Luo smiled and said, "Youye's craftsmanship is very good."

Wen Duo was naturally full of compliments. It was true that he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't praise people...it depends on the person.

The key is, are their craftsmanship really good?

"[Inquisition] Over there." Boss Luo suddenly stopped.

The maid quickly put on the napkin.

Wen Duo also put down his hands and listened attentively.

Boss Luo wiped his mouth, thought for a while and said: "If you have an idea, you can handle it yourself... Of course, if you are not interested, just leave it at that."

Having mentioned this, Wen Duo accepted it as an employee benefit without even thinking about it - he is a bastard who will never avenge his revenge, isn't he?

"Just this once." Boss Luo said calmly.

Wen Duo felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this was the young master trying to beat him up, so he pondered: "About this degree?"

"As you like." Boss Luo was still very generous.

Mainly because I already know what Wen Duo is like.

The maid chuckled lightly, and used a tray to deliver a golden token in front of Wen Duo - the Order of the Holy Emperor of Fire Cloud!

Picking up this token that could cause chaos in [Kunlun], Wen Duo clicked his tongue and said: "This... there is a lot of room for manipulation."

The maid said: "It seems that Mr. Wen has already had an idea."

Wen Duo said sternly: "Of course I can't hide it from the young master and Miss You Ye. If they always hear about my IQ, they will crush ordinary people."

This sounds nice.

The maid chuckled lightly and gave Wen Duo another bowl of vegetable soup.

Wen Duo was flattered and took it, and then said thoughtfully: "Sir, I plan to reopen the office."

Boss Luo thought for a moment and said, "Should we continue to be a defense attorney?"

Wen Duo nodded, "When I came back, I thought about it. Since it's all about transactions, it's actually very appropriate to reopen the firm. Instead of looking for it on my own, it's better to wait for someone who really needs it to come to me."

"This..." Boss Luo paused for a moment and nodded: "It's a good idea. Since you already have an idea, just do it according to your heart. I won't interfere."

A dark soul barrister sounds very interesting.

The conversation continued happily, and after the meal and dessert, Wen Duo resigned... Anyway, he has become a dark soul, and he can know the boss's thoughts, which is more convenient than before.

After leaving the clinic, Wen Duo randomly found a place with street lights to stay - mainly because the signal under the street lights was better.

He dialed a number.

Fang Tangjing: "...Wen Duo?"

Wen Duo: "Get me a firm license."

Fang Tangjing: "Have you... thought clearly?"

Wen Duo: "I'll come to see you in a few days!"

Fang Tangjing: "Okay."

Wen Duo immediately hung up the phone and was about to leave when the phone rang again... someone he was very familiar with.

"Hey, Lao Yu, have you come to [Kunlun]?"

This turned out to be a call from Yuhuatian.

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The all-gold luxury speed car landed slowly.

The staff in charge of reception at the martial arts arena are carefully directing... The entire high-end martial arts arena has been booked today.

Just looking at this golden speed car that had the aura of a nouveau riche, the commander somewhat complained... This guy from Xiazhou is really LOW.

Even so, he did not dare to show any arrogance in front of the owner of the car.

Those who look down on the strong men of Xiazhou are the nobles of [Kunlun], not the social monks like him.

At this time, a few men were sitting casually in the luxurious speed car that was comparable to a palace. Even in front of Ximen Dajin, who was the leader, they did not seem to care too much.

Although Ximen Dajin is the son of the Qingzhou emperor, they are also the pride of Qingzhou. They fight on behalf of Qingzhou. Their status is also extraordinary and their strength is also strong. Without a little arrogance, novels would not dare to write like this.

A skinny man looked out the window and said casually: "This Huo Yun man seems to have arrived a long time ago. Are you in such a hurry to be beaten?"

"Don't look down on people." Another dark-skinned man mused: "Huo Yun is new this year and is gaining momentum. He has played exchange games with several teams earlier. I heard that his toughness is pretty good."

The skinny man Fu Qingyuan sneered: "Huo Yun's promotion to the eighth level of blood is good, and he has been suppressed for a long time. His foundation is enough, but he is still the eighth level of Taoism. But how long have they been promoted? Now I have a headache.

It’s too early to participate in this game. In a hundred years, it will be okay if you have enough background... Under the premise, Huo Yun can keep his eighth-level bloodline."

The swarthy man Cheng Jin shrugged and said nothing.

Yu Chiyan, who had dyed ice-blue hair, said with a smile: "Lao Fu, do you know what you look like now?"

Fu Qingyuan sneered disdainfully, "You said?"

Yu Chiyan said with a smile: "It's very similar to the kind of character who jumps out and makes crazy taunts in the first episode, then gets slapped in the face in the second episode, and his face is swollen, and then disappears in the third episode.

, If the author hadn’t wanted to have a low number of words, you might not even have a name, and you could only be described as a skinny little loser!”

"Yu Chiyan, you are seeking death!"

A violent aura surged wildly in the car, Fu Qingyuan's eyes grew colder, and the air around him crackled.

Yu Chiyan spread his hands with an indifferent expression, "I'm in a hurry, you're in a hurry!"

"No need to wait for Huo Yun's people, I will destroy you now!" Fu Qingyuan snorted coldly.

The two of them were like the tip of a needle, refusing to give in to each other.

Ximen Dajin, who was lying in the arms of the maid and eating grapes, also had a big headache when he saw this. Everyone else in the team was calm, but why were several in his own team full of thorns? It was really unprecedented these days.
To be continued...