Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han finally called Yang Yan.

But I didn't expect it.

Yang Yan's phone was turned off.

Wang Han gnashed his teeth again.

His fingers were hovering over the phone number of Lu Jian, the leader of Xuan Daosi.

The father-in-law glanced at Wang Han and looked him up and down, his tone a bit doubtful.

"Did you call Lu Jian?"

Wang Han smacked his lips and said, "As you said, Senior Lu Jian is not that many times stronger than Mr. Feng."

Su Xuanji looked at his son-in-law, "No matter how many times zero, it's zero."

Wang Han laughed out loud for no reason.

These two old weirdos have no other reputation in the world, but their unreliable reputation is very loud.

Wang Han couldn't help but call Lu Jian.

really.

No one answered.

I don't know why, but Wang Han didn't feel disappointed at all. Instead, he felt like it should be like this.

After thinking about it, I called Hei Yi again.

"Brother Yi, let me make a long story short. The Old Demon is preparing to rescue the Heavenly Demon Wu Juxing. Can Xuan Daosi give me some manpower? I need it."

"I'll give you some advice right now! I'll reply to you in half an hour!"

Wang Han hung up the phone. Fortunately, Xuan Daosi had Hei Yi who was more reliable.

When they arrived at the airport, the Duanmu family had already sent someone to pick them up.

Wang Han received a call from Yang Yan on the way.

"Master Yang."

"You're calling about a sentence, right?"

"Yes, I would like to transfer some people from Zhenlong Palace to come over."

Yang Yan heard the words and said, "This kind of thing is the general trend. Repeated suppressions are of no avail. It is better to let him go."

Wang Han said again, "That's not what I'm talking about. I want to suppress Juxing's Seven-Star Longyuan, so I want to mobilize people from Zhenlong Palace."

Yang Yan paused, "I think you should know that Zhenlong Palace will only take action against demons, not ordinary people in the world."

"I didn't mention attacking people in the Jianghu. The people who went to Zhenlong Palace can just punch them there to prevent those demons from killing innocent people indiscriminately. I will deal with those people in the Jianghu."

Yang Yan thought for a while, "I'll let Master Dongxu and Feng Manlou pass!"

Wang Han was stunned for a few seconds, "No, Palace Master Yang, what's the difference between this and sending someone to me!"

Yang Yan was silent for a while, "It's enough to send them two. Zhenlong Palace will never take action for such trivial matters. You go to Xuan Daosi. This is what they should do. You give it to Lu Give Jian a call... You call Hei Yi and ask the previous generation of pen-writing judges to come over and work together."

"It's been beaten."

"Okay! What state are you in now?"

"The peak of the Seven-turn Vajra Realm of external strength and the seven-petal realm of internal strength."

After Yang Yan thought for a while, he said, "It's very strong. It may take some catastrophes. After experiencing a life and death crisis, you can enter the eighth-turn Vajra Realm. Then go to the True Self Secret Realm. With your strength, you can enter the realm after you come out." There is no one within the realm who can defeat me.”

"You're always good at prizes!"

After the two exchanged a few words, Wang Han hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for Hei Yi to call and wake up the two previous generation Xuan Daosi writing judges.

Wang Han did the math and found out that Li Juan, Zhu Bing, Shi Fei, and Sui Li were all top-notch beings who had already made it clear that they wanted to rebel.

The rebellious Qing Lao Er will not take action.

On the earth demon's side, Wang Han has free time to use his cicada, blind cicada, and Zhan Lie to conquer the sky.

The overall strength is inferior to that of the opponent, Old Nose, not to mention that the opponent also released Sentence, and the demons all left the country, not only leaving the country, but also the peak existence of the departure team.

When the time comes, the people competing for a divine sword like Qixing Longyuan will definitely not be just ordinary people, it will be a serious fight at that time.

Therefore, Wang Han had to mobilize people to help.

"Dad, can Ghost Sword come here in seven and a half months?"

Su Xuanji naturally knew what Wang Han wanted to do, and nodded, "I have already given him a greeting. Within ten days, he must come to Jiangning City to listen to your orders!"

It’s better to have my father-in-law.

We drove to Duanmu's old village, where the whole family was waiting.

After a while of greetings, Wang Han put down the large and small bags.

After coming here, I no longer think about those troublesome things. I eat and drink when I should, and don’t take anything to heart.

After drinking and eating, Wang Han followed his father-in-law to his parents' graves.

Su Xuanji squatted in front of the grave and wiped the tombstone. His eyes were slightly red. He held the tombstone with one hand and took a deep breath. "Brother Wang, sister-in-law, I'm here to see you..."

After staying for a while, Su Xuanji shut away the others and sat alone in front of the grave muttering to himself for several hours. The tombstone was wiped and wiped, and the tomb was repaired and repaired.

Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and in the end, heaven and man are separated forever.

Su Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly. The sub-zero temperature and thick white mist slowly came out of Su Xuanji's mouth.

He smiled at the tombstone.

"Brother Wang, sister-in-law, don't worry, Fatty and I will definitely finish what we haven't finished yet! Fatty and I made an oath! I will never let your death be in vain!

Wang Han has also grown up. This kid has a handsome demeanor, just like you. The only bad thing is that he has a bad character that follows the fat man. But it's okay, he is not as sharp as Brother Wang, nor as restrained as the fat man. Give him some time and he will definitely be able to reach a height that no one else can reach. "

That’s it.

Su Xuanji sniffed.

Open a bottle of wine.

He poured half the bottle towards the grave.

Su Xuanji drank the remaining half of the bottle by himself.

"Brother Wang, sister-in-law, these two children haven't held a banquet yet. Next time we come, I will bring their wedding wine, which will also be our celebration wine! Xuanji is leaving first!"

After saying this, Su Xuanji bowed down and paid homage to the tomb.

The cold wind howled.

It's snowy.

The ancient trees are desolate.

The sky and the earth are white.

You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.

Su Xuanji turned around and left.

The night is deep.

Wang Han tiptoed into his uncle's room.

Duanmu Akihito was leaning against the bedside and reading a book. When he saw Wang Han's sneaky look, he smiled and cursed, "You little brat, you fucking want to scare me?"

Wang Han licked his face and got into bed, "Uncle, who knew when the yellow fat rat came here?"

"I don't know."

"Just ask."

"Why are you asking? I'm not looking for scolding when I go there, but I do have something else in mind."

"What's the matter?"

"I chatted with some friends from the calligraphy association until late at night. When I came back, I saw your grandpa chatting secretly with a banker about something. He was too far away and I couldn't hear clearly what was said, but I watched. Looks familiar, I drank too much that day and I took it to heart, now I think about it carefully, it’s not the money that you guys know how to do.”

Wang Han lay on his side, supporting his head with one hand, "sei?"

"I don't know his specific name. I remember that his hometown is also in the northeast, and his mouth smells like dirt!"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "A Northeastern guy?"

"Who are you talking about from the Northeast, you little brat?"

Wang Han smiled and said, "My lover, right?"

"Then where can I go straight? Why don't you guys know how to do it? Don't you know?"

"Then if you have a bad taste, it can only be my uncle Qing. Is he the kind with long hair and a very artistic look?"

Duanmu Akihito nodded, "Yes, yes, that look is the same as the Gai Liuzi from the 1980s."

Wang Han laughed out loud. After saying this, he was a Northeastern guy. If the uncle described it as okay, the Northeastern guy had come out of the secret realm of his true self.

So what are they discussing?

Wang Han sat up.

"Are you going to Gaha in the middle of the night?"

"Go and ask my grandpa."

"We can't go tomorrow! We have to go today? Your grandpa is already asleep!"

"He's not sleeping yet. He's chatting with my father-in-law. Please cover the bed for us two again. I'll be back later."

"You bastard! I am your uncle, not your maid."

Duanmu Akihito cursed for a while.

Wang Han knocked on the study door.

"come in!"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Xuanji and Duanmu Jikang sitting inside, talking around the fire.

Duanmu Jikang asked with a smile, "What happened?"

Wang Han came up to him with a shy face, "My uncle said he was watching the Northeastern guys from the Ten Guys Club come to Duanmu's house?"

Duanmu Jikang chuckled and patted Wang Han gently on the back of the head, "You little brat, your uncle is really under control."

As he spoke, Duanmu Jikang stood up, rummaged on the desk for a long time, and finally took out a folded piece of letter paper from a book and handed it to Wang Han.

"I have to look for you even if you don't ask. Your ghostly master asked me to pass this on to you."

Wang Han took a look at the letter.