Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

No one outside the courtyard responded to Prince Zhao's remarks.

Second Lady Yan and Yan Xiaoyin also looked around, and their faces were confused.

“I don't know how to write a dead letter in Yan Zhaocheng.” Third Prince Zhao saw no response and the voice was a little louder.

The whole Yan Zhaocheng belongs to their Zhao family, and the bigger than Jiang Long should bow his head, which is also the main money of Zhao San's rampant.

He just finished and heard Yan Xiaoyin scream.

Her whole body was wrapped by invisible forces, and she rushed straight to the third son of Zhao. The speed was extremely fast. The third son of Zhao did not react, and he saw Yan Xiaoyin slapping himself in the face.

“How dare you...”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Pfft...”

Yan Xiaoyin opened his bow to the right and left. He punched dozens of palms in a row. Third Prince Zhao's cheeks were red and swollen.

The last clap was particularly powerful, and the whole man flew out and crashed the cabin in the courtyard.

“Yin, you're not crazy!” Second Lady shouted.

Yan Xiaoyin yang's hand tried to slap her on the face. Her hands covered her cheeks and she dared not say another word.

The two shadows slowly descended into the courtyard.

When the two touched the junction in the courtyard, the junction arranged by the Zhao family was activated, and a blood flashed towards the two.

“Knock!”

As one of them flashed an arc in his hand, the blood ray broke down with the entire junction line.

“You, who are you? How dare you break into our Yan family!” Second Mistress said in horror.

Brother Zhao also climbed out of the ruins and saw two people in the middle of the sky, his face also changed.

Yan Xiaoyin's face was filled with joy and surprise. He went forward and asked Luo for a gift. "Mr. Luo... I failed to return to Su's house today because...”

“I know,” Luo Zheng reached out to stop Yan Xiaoyin from continuing his conversation. Then he stared at Second Lady Yan and said, “Yan Xiaoyin is my maid. I'm taking her with me today. How dare you detain her? ”

Second Lady Yan also knows that Yan Xiaoyin serves the disciple of Heartflowing Swords. If it was the Yan family's red fire, it would not naturally be in her eyes. But now Yan family already has an empty shell, how dare she say more?

“I dare not, it was not my idea, it was their idea, it was Zhao's idea!” Second Lady Yan pushed the responsibility clean in the blink of an eye, never mentioning the Yan family's interests.

Nor did Luo Zheng compare to such a woman. He turned his head and looked at Son Zhao.

Prince Zhao's head was full of dust and stone scraps. He was very lukewarm, but his eyes still flashed with ferocity. “It was our Zhao family's idea! What do you want!”

The third son of Zhao also participated in the thousand wave pavilion collection with the Zhao family today, but he was not interested in it. He slipped away without starting the drum ring. He found an old man to hang out with for an afternoon. He waited until the end of the thousand wave pavilion grass collection, he heard what happened today, and he naturally couldn't understand the signs.

“What do I want?” Luo Zheng glanced at Prince Zhao, “naturally took Yan Xiaoyin away. ”

Prince Zhao didn't mean anything to be shy, “Do you think you can get out of Yan Zhaocheng? ”

When the voice fell, Prince Zhao crushed a piece of jade between his waist.

“Bum!”

When the jade is broken, a little green light emerges.

Seeing Prince Zhao's move, Yan Xiaoyin's face changed and said hastily: “Son, we should leave soon. If Zhao's family rushes here, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble too! ”

Yan Xiaoyin also understood that Luo Zheng, an elite swordsman of the heart, might not be afraid of a Zhao family.

But this is not Heavenly Palace, Zhao family also have some good strong people, Luo Zheng insisted on staying here I'm afraid to suffer, this is the least she wants to see.

“Yes,” Rosen said softly.

As Luo Zheng looked at the wind and the clouds faded, Master Zhao's heart was also grinning.

His hall, Zhao Jia, has been operating in Minghu for many years. Every year, he donates a large number of magic medicine to Tian Gong. His relationship with Tian Gong is also excellent. It is no problem to rectify a Tian Gong disciple in the district.

“Brush, brush...”

Ten interest hours later, more than a dozen shadows of Yan Zhaocheng crossed the Yan family, and the momentum rushed straight to the small courtyard.

The leader of this traveler is Zhao.

“Dad!”

When Prince Zhao saw his father come himself, he was even more exhausted. "This boy is working in Yan Zhaocheng, but he didn't see our Zhao family in the eye! ”

Lord Zhao's family led the crowd into the courtyard, his eyes swept away. When he saw Luo Zheng's face, his heart suddenly shocked.

This is the one who directly stirred up the thousands of pavilions!

It's the Taihao Mountain system. It's also about killing anything...

What's wrong with him?

“Dad! Arrest this guy and punish him properly, and don't let the outsiders tell us that the Zhao family is incompetent...”

“Bang!”

The Zhao family owner slapped him in the face. This slap was stronger than Yan Xiaoyin's.

Prince Zhao suddenly turned dizzy and returned to God after a while. His heart was full of confusion. Then he saw the scene that frightened him again. His father turned to Luo to congratulate him and salute him!

It's a gift!

Only grandchildren and grandparents will do this.

Who's his father? Master Yan Zhaocheng, Master Zhao!

How can you do this to a temple disciple in the district?

At one time, Prince Zhao's worldview was a bit confusing!

“The old husband and his son were defenceless, and asked Prince Luo to forgive his sins," Zhao said carefully.

He is not afraid to kill Xu Yu, and his strength can slaughter the three brothers of the Tsuruo clan who are in the middle of nowhere. If Luo Zheng really makes a scene here, his old life will be told the future of the Zhao family!

Moreover, Zhao's family owner is also aware of his three sons' integrity, and he knows that he has no need to ask.

Luo Zheng glanced coldly at Zhao's owner and said: “I don't want to get involved in the Yan family and Zhao family affairs, or blame your son for causing Xiaoyin's trouble. ”

Master Zhao refused to say anything. "Three! Get on your knees! ”

Prince Zhao looked iron and blue. He had never seen his father so harsh, reluctantly walking over, but he refused to kneel down. "She's just a maid, a maid..."

“On your knees!” Zhao's master exploded and drank.

Prince Zhao finally pounced, kneeling in front of Luo Zheng, and the Zhao family owner said: “Son Luo, I can't let my son be disposed of! ”

Rosen waved his hand and said: "Break his legs and his arms, they can't be cured for a year. ”

The Zhao family owner did not hesitate, waved his hands and went straight to Prince Zhao.

“Knock, knock! ”

Mr. Zhao made a scream and broke his arms and legs.

“Go," Luo Xiaoyin said with no expression before leaving with Yan Xiaoying and Su Quan, but before leaving, Luo Zheng suddenly turned around and left a sentence: “Xiaoyin is my maid, but I don't want her mother's family to be so broken. ”

This phrase makes Zhao's family head sweat.