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However, even if he was so angry that he jumped up and down, that scoundrel who killed a thousand swords became even more energetic!

Clutching his chest, he rolled on the ground and yelled even more cheerfully, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"I can't do it! I can't do it anymore, send me to the hospital!"

"Song Luohua, brothers we grew up with! It's nothing more than you interfering in my relationship with your cousin, but you still treat me like this, I'm really heartbroken..."

……

In an instant, Song Luohua became even more angry!

He stared at that bastard in despair, his brain was congested and humming, his lungs were about to burst.

For a moment, how can I bear the shame and anger, twisting my fists with murderous aura, and now I want to stride forward again!

Uncle!Unbearable!If he doesn't smash this scoundrel into pieces today, he won't be able to swallow this breath!

"Stop!" But in an instant, without waiting for any action, Song Huwei sternly reprimanded, "What are you trying to do? Are you crazy?"

Song Luohua was terrified and stopped quickly.

"Young Master Zhao..." However, at this moment, just as the situation was going downhill, a Ruoying's cry suddenly came from a distance.

I saw a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old galloping towards the inner courtyard in the distance.

Wearing a light green long dress, with a handsome appearance and a slender figure, she was the maid Cui'er next to Song Qingcheng.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to a group of people.

Taking a look at Zhao Xiaotian, who was still rolling all over the floor crying and howling happily, he immediately covered his mouth and giggled.

After a long while, he stopped laughing, walked up to Song Huwei and bowed, "My lord, the ancestors heard that Mr. Zhao is coming, and invited him to Fushou Pavilion for tea and talk!"

This "big master" is not because of Song Huwei's status, but because he is the eldest in the Song family's generation.

Song Huwei's expression froze, but he could only nod his head.

Cui'er then slowly walked up to Zhao Xiaotian, "Okay, stop yelling, ancestor please go and talk!"

However, I didn't expect this guy to calm down, but he was crying again, "But I was injured, so uncomfortable, so painful..."

"You..." Tweety got angry for a while, her face flushed, and she gave him an angry look, so she could only bend down to help him up from the ground.

So, with Cui'er's support, Zhao Daxia groaned in pain, limped with difficulty, and happily walked into the inner courtyard.

Only Song Huwei, father and son, and the group of uncles and aunts of the Song family were left staring angrily, so angry that they were about to eat people!

After a while, until the two disappeared from sight, Song Luohua finally couldn't bear it anymore.

How can I swallow this breath?His eyes spewed fire, he gritted his teeth and jumped quickly, "Father, let's just forget about it..."

"Shut up!" But before he finished speaking, Song Huwei's old face suddenly sank, and he roared again majesticly and furiously, "What can you do with him? Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

"But..." Song Luohua became even more anxious, "But that bastard is too shameless!"

"That guy, when are you going to show your face?" But in an instant, Song Huwei scolded again!

Full of hatred, "Ridiculous! Nonsense! After all these years, you have suffered from being dumb in the hands of that nasty kid?"

"How many times have I told you, stay away from him if you have nothing to do, and don't provoke him! It turned out that you were lucky, and you had to go to him!"

"And I often teach you to use your brain when doing things, don't be reckless and impulsive! You are good, and you dare to use your inner strength to hurt people! Now, it's a waste of a beating, and it's a mistake!"

"But he's obviously pretending, he wasn't hurt at all..." Song Luohua was even more annoyed and ashamed, with veins bursting out on his forehead, and argued.

"But so what?" However, Song Huwei roared again, "Even if everyone in the world knows that shameless boy is playing a scoundrel, but he insists that he was injured, what can you do? Who can testify?"

"Try the pulse to test the breath of inner energy? A master in the prehistoric realm, if he wants to use inner energy to control his breath into chaos, isn't it easy?"

"That nasty kid, I didn't get any more ruthless just now, forcing myself to vomit blood for you to see, it's doing me a favor!"

After a brief silence, he sighed again, "So you smashed your teeth and swallowed them in your stomach, so you should learn your lesson!"

"And in my opinion, this matter is probably not over yet, you just wait for your ancestors to punish you!"

……

Fushou Pavilion is located in the innermost part of the house, where the ancestors live or simply receive guests.It's not so luxurious, but simple and simple, antique.

When Zhao Xiaotian walked into one of the wing rooms with Cui'er's support, he saw an old-fashioned big bed in the center of the room against the wall.

In front of the bed, there are two pots of fire for heating!

At the edge of the bed, an old woman was sitting upright!

Eighty-ninety years old, with a thin body, a slightly hunched back, pale hair, and a face covered with grooves left by the years, with a pure sandalwood dragon-shaped walking stick in front of him.

Dressed in a plain long gown, he does not have such a majestic and powerful aura, but is quite kind and kind.

Undoubtedly, it was the ancestor of the Song family!

Of course, Zhao Xiaotian didn't know, although this unattractive old woman in front of her was not a martial arts practitioner, how powerful was her prestige in Plum Blossom Temple, and even in the entire Chinese martial arts world?

It is said that she was born in a well-known scholarly family in the capital!Married into the Song family, decades have been like a day, the husband and the godson live in seclusion, standing behind Song Tiandao in obscurity!

A comprehensive strategy, a calm philosophy of life, and the wisdom of strategizing have been performed to perfection!

For more than half a century, after all, for the rapid development and growth of the Song family, too much painstaking effort and outstanding contributions have been made behind the scenes!

But at this moment, behind him, there are two beautiful girls standing, who are about the same age as Tweety, and they look handsome and quite aura.

It was the two servant girls beside the ancestor who were responsible for taking care of the daily food and daily life and talking with them.

In the center of the bed, there is a small pear wood square platform with a chess board on it.

Directly opposite, also sat a woman.

Wearing a flaming red dress, with a graceful and perfect figure, and a peerless face that can turn the world upside down, it is stunning and amazing!

It was Song Qingcheng!

At this time, he was playing chess with his ancestors, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard were fighting fiercely, but it was obvious that this woman had already lost the upper hand!

Seeing him, Zhao Xiaotian limping in, he just pursed his lips and gave a faint smile, his beauty beyond measure.

Then she stopped looking at him, twisted a chess piece in her slender hands, in a state of deep thought.

On the other hand, Yiqin and Tingzhu didn't know whether they knew about what happened outside just now, or simply wanted to laugh when they saw this rascal, they covered their mouths and shivered slightly, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud. His face was flushed.

However, at this moment, before the two girls stepped forward to greet them, the next scene stunned the people in the room!

I saw this scoundrel who had just made a fuss outside, his eyes suddenly rolled, without any warning, he broke away from Tweety's support, staggered and rushed towards the ancestor!

Kneeling on the ground, "bang bang bang" is three ringing heads!

Immediately, with a crying voice, he let out a mournful cry, "Old Ancestor, just now, Song... Song Luohua, he bullied me and beat me..."