Chapter 15

Boom!

In an instant.

Zhao's royal family, many high-rise people returning from the outside world, seem to be struck by a thunderbolt. Their brain is blank and they look at this scene in amazement.

Only stay in the Zhao family.

Zhao you's behavior is the first of many people, looking at this man in white robes, I feel inexplicably familiar.

Why is it the first time to see you?

But where do you always feel like?

A white suit is like snow, and the temperament is cold.

How cold!

Looking at the man in a white suit, Zhao Ning's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of color.

However.

She felt like she had seen it somewhere.

But where?

At this time, Zhao Yalong shook his head and got up from the ground. When he realized that he was in a mess, his face was blue and his whole body was shaking:

"who are you!"

"If you don't tell me, dare to attack me!"

In the public, especially in front of all the senior Zhao people, he was so humiliated and slapped by others, which made him feel extremely humiliated as the first person of the young generation.

It was almost a moment when I finished speaking.

Zhao Yalong's expression was ferocious, and his feet shook the ground. In the eyes of the public, he was like an eagle flying in the sky, with a great momentum, rushing towards a strange man.

However.

Between lightning and flint.

PA!

There was another round of applause. Zhao Yalong was like a headless fly, and was fanned out again. His left face was swollen like a steamed bun.

High level of Zhao people: "..."

"Unbridled!"

Seeing that his son was fanned again, Zhao Ninghe, as his father, could not sit any longer. He slapped the table angrily, and the whole body suddenly rose up without wind.

However.

Welcome him, still is a slap!

PA!

There is no suspense. The second leader of Zhao's royal family, a master of transformation, will come to an end just like his son.

The body turned into a beautiful parabola in the air, turned a few circles, and fell to the ground severely.

"Cough."

Zhao Ninghe fell to the ground, his face was pale, and his eyes were almost staring out. His strength at the peak of his transformation could be ranked in the top ten in the whole Jinling City, and even he was slapped by the other party to fly?!

Not even qualified to fight back in the whole process?

Just kidding!

Zhao Yalong, lying on the ground, saw that his father had made a move and was just about to open his mouth and sneer.

But I haven't waited for his voice.

What I saw was this result, and the whole person was stunned.

Instant.

This is the hall full of Zhao's high-level royal family. They all stare at the strange man in white.

The air is especially quiet.

But.

When the high-level of Zhao nationality in the hall, watching the white man walking towards the old patriarch's seat, they were all stunned for a moment, and then all of them gave a light Snort and made a mockery.

Whoever you are.

I dare to beat people and go to the old patriarch. I'm just looking for my own death.

All right!

Let's see how strong you are!

Isn't it just a slap in the face, a fan flying to Zhaoning river?

You know, my Zhao clan is not only in the realm of change, but the old clan leader is the great master of martial arts!

However.

In response to the public's voice, there are only two words:

"serve tea."

These words, like a needle falling into the silent night, are particularly harsh to the ears of all.

Tea?

This kid, after beating people, dare to let the old clan leader serve him tea?

Did you hear me right?!

……

At the next moment, as expected by all Zhao's senior officials, the old patriarch stood up expressionless and walked towards each other step by step.

That posture.

In the eyes of all people, the old clan leader was completely enraged and wanted to fight against each other!

For a while.

All the people in the hall held their breath. They didn't see the old clan leader's hand for many years. Thanks to this man, they were able to feast their eyes on the old clan leader's fighting power.

But the next scene.

Once again, such a large hall of Zhao's royal family fell into a great silence of no one's voice. It seemed that all the people had been drained of their strength and were silent.

The sarcastic laughter I could hear before.

At this moment.

As if someone pressed the pause button, it came quietly, so many high-level mouths are still open.

Only see.

The old patriarch bowed down respectfully in front of the man in white and made a big gift.

That's the bending posture.

They have never seen it in their lives, and never dared to think about it.

The old patriarch of the Zhao family, the ancient capital of Jinling, and even the whole Chinese listened to the great name. They all wanted to be silent for a long time, and they bowed to a young man at this moment!

Let's talk about it.

Who can believe it?

In full view.

The old clan leader of Zhao's royal family, like an old servant, stood by and made a cup of tea for the man.

It will.

Except for the senior Zhao people who have been there all the year round, everyone knows who the man is.

Can make the old patriarch treat like this.

Who but that man can there be these days?

Last time, the man was wearing ragged clothes and his hair was scattered. When he left, no one knew.

I didn't think about it.

Today comes again

"The taste of this tea is the same as that of the year before." Chu Lingxiao opened his mouth and felt the fragrance of tea, breaking the silence. He said lightly:

"Lancang ancient tea, I haven't drunk it for nearly two hundred years, but it's still people, unchanged, tea of that year."

Boom!

Two hundred years!

Chu Lingxiao, the voice of understatement, echoed in the whole hall.

For a moment.

All the people of Zhao's royal family heard three words in two hundred years, and all their pores were fried.

Two hundred years!

What do you mean by that?

This man, lived for 200 years?!

Look at the old patriarch's expression again. When he heard this, he was not surprised at all.

That is to say, this man is not joking!

It's true!

God!

Living for 200 years, still so young, what a monster!

Everyone looked at Chu Lingxiao and felt that the world was not real. Their eyes were lax and their limbs were trembling. In the distance, Zhao Ninghe and Zhao Yalong's father and son had big mouths, seven souls and six spirits, all of them were scared to fly.

How can I, Zhao's royal family, have a good relationship with this horrible existence?

And came to the scene in person.

Lived for two hundred years, this This is not the top of God list, right?!

Thinking of this possibility, everyone dare not speak again.

This

It's a super big man who can crush the whole imperial capital of northern China!

"Today's Zhao clan is not as good as one generation."

Hearing Chu Lingxiao's voice, Zhao Yongchang's body trembled slightly, and he was immediately nervous. He quickly bent down and knelt in front of him:

"I, Zhao family, have let you down. Please punish me."

With Zhao Yongchang's legs kneeling down, countless high-level people hurriedly followed him one by one, just like the servants waiting for training, dare not look up.