War God Asura

"Are you a friend of my young master?" Seeing Xing Jue came up to ask, the two domestic slaves showed ecstasy in an instant, and hurriedly greeted Xing Jue and said politely.

Because Xing Jue came out in a hurry this time, he ran out before he even had time to change into the robe that he wore on the outer pavilion, and when he saw the big characters Yufeng behind the blue robe, everyone knew that Xing Jue was People from Yufeng Pavilion.

That's why the janitor guessed that Xing Jue might be a friend of his young master.

"Yes, I am his friend" and Xing Jue nodded and turned back.

"The young master, please wait here first." After confirming Xing Jue's identity, one of the domestic slaves said to Xing Jue politely, and then ran towards the courtyard in a hurry.

But seeing their nervous expressions, Xing Jue secretly cried out, is there really something wrong with his eyes?

Not long after the domestic slave entered, an old man walked out of the Xia Mansion. The old man was a little thin, but his wrinkled face was filled with this shrewd feeling.

"Hello, are you a friend of my young master?" The general manager came to Xing Jue, arched his hands, and said very politely.

"Yes, four... um... is he at home?" Xing Jue was so excited that he almost didn't say his four eyes. Fortunately, he was quick to respond, and he held back.

"Great, great, my Xia family can be saved" after confirming the identity of Xing Jue, the general manager suddenly said in ecstasy.

"What's the matter with your young master? What happened?" Xing Jue had already heard that the words were wrong, so he asked anxiously.

"The young master, please follow me first, and I'll talk to you on the road." As the old man spoke, he grabbed Xing Jue's wrist and hurriedly dragged Xing Jue into the Xia Mansion.

At this moment, in the inner courtyard of the Xia Mansion, there are more than 20 people standing, and all of these two dozen people are martial arts, and the old man with a sheep beard standing in the first place has reached The level of the middle-level Wuzong.Among these people are the two middle-aged men and women and a teenager, and this teenager has four eyes.

"Xia Sheng, either hand over the land deed or hand over your son, you choose," the old man with a sheep beard and beard narrowed his eyes and said.

"Father, the title deed must not be given to them. Let me go with them. I don't believe what they dare to do to me" Siyan said to the middle-aged man on the side, and that middle-aged man is Siyan's father. The woman is his mother.

"No, Xia Sheng, you can't hand over Yu'er," Siyan's mother hurriedly pulled Siyan's father's clothes and said.On that slightly old face, tears were already raining.

"You take the title deed." After a moment of silence, the four-eyed father slowly took out a title deed from his arms.

And when the old man with sheep beard and beard saw this contract, his face suddenly exuded a conspiracy-like sinister smile and said: "That's right, it's just a land deed. How can your son's life be worth?"