I have become the new favorite of the devil

Chapter 150
Huang Xuan stepped into the meeting hall. At this time, there were only his eight sons in the meeting hall.

For these eight sons, Huang Xuan has considerable opinions on each of them.

The eldest is cowardly by nature and has poor martial arts talent; the second is slippery and has poor martial arts talent; the third is good at franchise, but has a fair talent in martial arts but is not friendly to brothers; Wu Wu Dao's talent is not bad, but his personality is as fierce as a fire, and he can tell a thing or two by how many prisoners died while guarding the Huang's mine.

Huang Xuan, the sixth and the seventh, was also not optimistic. There were a lot of problems, especially the seventh was still a useless person.

Eighth
Arrogant by nature, completely ignorant of his own strength, tends to follow suit but always loses sight of the situation.

Only Xiao Jiu, who was standing directly beside him, was Huang Xuan's favorite child.

Seeing Huang Xuan coming to the meeting hall, seven of them from the boss to the eighth stood up to pay their respects, but the seventh Huang Wenyang was seriously injured before, even if he used the elixir without money, he could only come in the state of a mummy Please be safe, you have to be carried into the house, so you can't get up.

"Sit down, we don't need so much politeness between father and son."

Hearing what Huang Xuan said, his elders immediately took their seats one by one, and Huang Xuan also sat down. Seeing the steaming herbal tea in his hand, he picked it up and took a sip.

Now he feels that his body is getting worse day by day, and he doesn't know how long he can maintain this state, but thanks to these teas made with expensive elixir, he immediately feels refreshed after drinking , even if it is possible to go to the back house now and fight with the concubines for a few rounds.

But he didn't forget that today was his birthday, and it was also a key point in the future of the Huang family.

"I wish my father such blessings as Donghai Shoubi Nanshan."

The boss, Huang Wenke, got up first to congratulate, and at the same time, he couldn't wait to show the congratulatory gift on his table. It was a blood-red coral with a length of three feet, and it looked extraordinary at first glance.

He didn't go back to the inn during this period of time. First, he was afraid of the two little ancestors in the inn. Second, he bargained for a few days with the merchant who sold the blood coral, and finally got this good thing with a fortune.

"Father, this Blood Spirit Coral is not only beautiful to look at, grinding it up and taking it can increase a warrior's energy and blood. It also has the effect of prolonging life and making my father look younger."

Huang Wenke didn't know whether he found a hot hand to write the manuscript or what, so he said very beautiful auspicious words directly.

After all, Huang Xuan cares about his own lifespan very much. If you say that you directly increase his lifespan, he might be angry, but the words prolonging life and making him look younger immediately made Huang Xuan's face beam with joy, and his heart was full of joy. Keep boasting that his eldest son has finally grown up.

"Okay, very good. It seems that your experience in the Chengxi restaurant during this period of time is very effective. Wen Ke, you have to make persistent efforts to help your younger brothers and maintain the entire Huang family."

Huang Wenke agreed to this with a wry smile, on the surface he didn't seem to complain at all about his brute brother who could only help him.

After Huang Wenke presented the gifts, the other children also rushed to present the gifts they had prepared one by one. Almost all of them presented were medicines that could increase longevity, as if they hoped that their father would live for 1000 years.

Seeing his filial sons, Huang Xuan showed a gratified smile.

"You are very happy to have this kind of heart to be your father, but fate is destined by the heavens. As long as you don't break through the realm, the lifespan will not appear out of thin air. And I have already reached the end, and the martial arts cultivation base cannot be improved every day. You are regressing all the time, so the future Huang family still depends on you."

Upon hearing this, the sons below were all "broken", if it weren't for the fact that they are all adults and need a little face, they would rush forward and grab their good father's trouser legs to prevent him from leaving.

"So the Huang family must now decide on the next Patriarch, while I'm still there and can be a deterrent to other people and other forces."

Hearing what Huang Xuan said, the sons below were not sad at once, and looked at their dear father with expectant eyes. Even Huang Wenke, who thought he had no chance at all, slowed down his breathing and watched nervously. With Huang Xuan.

After all, what if!
Seeing the nervousness of his sons, Huang Xuan sighed, but in the end he turned his head to look at his youngest son, Huang Wengong, and said, "So I chose your ninth younger brother, Huang Wengong, as the next head of the Huang family. You eight brothers can help with your heart and make my Huang family bigger and stronger."

Hearing that Huang Xuan had chosen him as the next Patriarch, Huang Wengong had a humble smile on his face, but there was an expected meaning behind the smile.

But his good brothers were silent one by one.

The scene suddenly cooled down, and there was no excitement before.

The moment Huang Xuan was about to speak with a look of hesitation on his face, his third son Huang Wentao stood up from his seat and said respectfully: "Father, the ninth brother is still young, and he has never managed family affairs before. Doing martial arts at home, taking control of the Huang family for a while may cause a lot of trouble, otherwise let him take care of the family affairs for a while, and announce his successor as the head of the family after getting acquainted, otherwise it will only increase the laughing stock and let others see my Huang family clearly."

Huang Wentao said this with reason and evidence, seeing that everything was for the sake of his good brother, and for the sake of the entire Huang family.

But he was snoring in his heart, thinking to himself: This old guy Huang Xuan only has a few more years to live. When his strength drops a little or he dies, his words will be considered bullshit!

Hearing these words, Huang Xuan's whole face suddenly darkened. He is not an idiot. He founded the Huang family all by himself. Can he not see that his third child is playing Yin Fengyang here?
But before he could speak, the fifth child, Huang Wenwu, stood up again.

"I think the third brother is right. Father, you are still in your prime. There is no need to abdicate so early. Let Xiao Jiu practice for a while."

This made Huang Xuan even more angry!He has passed his 456th birthday, is he still in his prime?Do you think your father is a master in the realm of transforming gods?Or a master of Nirvana?

As the third son of the Huang family and the fifth son of the Huang family started, the other sons of the Huang family also stood up to speak out.

Some suggested that Xiao Jiu be sent to the nearby Martial Dao Sect to practice, and some suggested that Xiao Jiu be in charge of the Xiliang Kingdom's commercial road that Lao Qi was in charge of before.

In short, no one has a good idea, and they all wish for the death of their beast brother!

Looking at his "harmonious" sons, Huang Xuan finally couldn't help it.

He slapped the tea table next to him bitterly, and smashed the tea table made of precious wood into powder with one palm!
"Shut up! I told Xiao Jiu to inherit the Patriarch! I'm not dead yet! The current Patriarch of the Huang Family is me, it's me!"

Huang Xuan's roar made the eight sons in the field dare not say anything.

But their eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

Just when Huang Xuan was about to reprimand these unfilial sons, the roof of the meeting room where they were located burst directly, and two figures fell from the sky.

I saw a man and a woman broke into the meeting hall directly and arrogantly.

These two are officially Lin Ye and Chuning.

And in Lin Ye's hand at this time, he was holding a very small and delicate bronze clock that could be held up with one hand.

This is a birthday gift he carefully prepared for Huang Xuan's 456th birthday.

(End of this chapter)