Chapter 8

Zhuo Wen grabbed Zhuo Wu's neck with one hand and said coldly, "with the talent I show now, do you think I won't get these things in the family? But now I won't kill you, because you are still useful to me!"

Zhuo Wu's heart dropped when he heard this. In fact, he was most afraid that Zhuo Wen would kill him in a rage. Wouldn't he die unjustly! As long as he doesn't die, he still has a chance to escape from Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen! If I don't die this time, I will let my father kill you myself!" Zhuo Wu thought bitterly.

While Zhuo Wu was secretly plotting, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then a big mouthful of blood came out of Zhuo Wu's mouth.

"You abandoned my Dantian?"

Zhuo Wu looked in horror at the cold Zhuo Wen in front of him, covered his abdomen with his hands, and his whole body trembled constantly.

"Abolishing your Dantian is just interest. If it weren't for your little use, you would be dead now!" Zhuo Wen smiled coldly.

Not far away, Zhuo Xinya saw that more than a dozen people in black who had reached the gas refining realm were instantly solved by Zhuo Wen, and even Zhuo Wu in Shenyong realm was defeated. Zhuo Xinya finally knew how much energy there was in the body of the master she had betrayed before.

Zhuo Xinya knows that after tonight, the young man in front of her may regain his position in the family, and even his position will be much higher than before. She will be rich and rich, and rich clothes and food will be readily available.

She knew that if she didn't slip away now, her end would be no better than Zhuo Wu in Zhuo Wen's hands.

"Zhuo Xinya! Where do you want to go?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes coagulated and looked straight at Zhuo Xinya who wanted to slip away. His body flashed and stopped in front of Zhuo Xinya.

"Zhuo Wen! I used to be sorry for you. I just asked you not to kill me. Please let me go!" Zhuo Xinya was timid and her legs were weak. She knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen and trembled. Her pretty face was full of supplication.

Zhuo Wen stood up, and a deep dragon chant came from the whole body, and a huge pressure immediately went towards Zhuo Xinya.

Zhuo Xinya glanced at the dignified Zhuo Wen at this time. In the past two years, she had never felt such a strong breath and domineering spirit when she got along with Zhuo Wen day and night in Ningxiang Pavilion. In the past, Zhuo Wen was gentle and elegant, and the spirit of scholar was very strong, which was very different from Zhuo Wen now.

If Zhuo Wen was just a weak scholar in the past, Zhuo Wen seemed to hide an ancient dragon in his body. Others who had been oppressed by his momentum alone did not dare to look directly at him.

"Hey, hey! Zhuo Xinya, it's too late to say anything now. I've given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Now you can die!" said Zhuo Wen, holding Zhuo Xinya's white neck and gently exerting force, Zhuo Xinya's eyes turned over and died.

Looking at the dead Zhuo Xinya, Zhuo Wen's face is also very complex. In fact, Zhuo Wen has no great hatred with this woman, but this woman is unkind and has to kill herself again and again. Even if Zhuo Wen has a good temper, she can't help getting angry.

Now that Zhuo Xinya is dead, the resentment between them has been completely relieved.

After dealing with Zhuo Xinya, Zhuo Wen took Zhuo Wu into the room. At this time, chun'er looked timidly at Zhuo Wen in the room, but he was gradually retreating.

"Young master! You were so terrible just now!" chun'er said weakly, his eyes dodging.

Zhuo Wen looked at the cowardly girl in front of him, with a soft smile on his mouth. He threw Zhuo Wu in his hand at random, came to chun'er and said softly, "don't be afraid! The young master will soon let you live a good life, and tomorrow the young master will recapture everything that belongs to the young master!"

"Really?" chun'er's eyes suddenly said with a look.

Zhuo Wen nodded gently, then came to the next table, took out a piece of rice paper and a pen, and then wrote a lot of content on the rice paper.

When Zhuo Wen made the last stroke, Zhuo Wen put it into the envelope, then handed it to chun'er and said, "chun'er, do me a favor. As soon as dawn tomorrow, you will give this letter to the housekeeper of Wolong Pavilion and ask him to give it to my second uncle Zhuo Dingtian!"

Wolong Pavilion is a famous mansion in the family's inner courtyard, which is much larger than Zhuo Wen's Ningxiang Pavilion, and the owner of Wolong Pavilion is Zhuo Dingtian, that is, Zhuo Wu's father.

Zhuo Wen knows that if he wants to prove himself, he must awaken the armor soul in the martial arts field, and the only way to open the soul awakening monument in the family is Zhuo xiangding, the master of the Zhuo family.

In the Zhuo family, only Zhuo Beitian, the eldest uncle of Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Dingtian, the second uncle of Zhuo Wen, can directly call Zhuo xiangding, the master of Zhuo family. Because Zhuo Beitian is obsessed with martial arts, he is closed all year round and rarely manages the affairs of the family. However, Zhuo Dingtian, the second uncle, thinks that his talent is not good, so he is more keen on power.

Therefore, the power of the second uncle Zhuo Dingtian in the family is only under the owner Zhuo xiangding, and the owner Zhuo xiangding seldom manages the family affairs recently, so the daily affairs are basically taken care of by the second uncle Zhuo Dingtian, as if Zhuo Dingtian has a tendency to cover up the whole Zhuo family.

Chun'er nodded wisely and simply said, "can we live a good life by giving this letter to the second master?"

Zhuo Wen smiled, gently rubbed chun'er's head and said, "en!"

Entering the inner room, Zhuo Wen casually put aside Zhuo Wu, who had been unconscious, and then said to himself with some joy: "After the life and death struggle with the man in black just now, I feel that I have more understanding of Hunyuan Longyin boxing, and I feel that I may break through the realm of three dragon Yin! It seems that life and death struggle is indeed one of the ways to quickly improve my strength!"

Zhuo Wen smiled, then calmed down, closed his eyes and sat cross legged. He gradually realized and recalled the harvest of the first World War.

After a while, the vitality suspended around Zhuo Wen's body suddenly became restless. A strong yuan force whirlwind gradually accumulated around Zhuo Wen's body. His hair was windless and his clothes swayed wantonly.

A low dragon chant roared out of Zhuo Wen's body, and then the second dragon chant followed. When the second dragon chant gradually disappeared, suddenly the third extremely loud dragon chant burst out of Zhuo Wen's body.

The third dragon chant is loud and continuous, as if it had no end.

As the Dragon chant gradually fell, three huge dragon shaped auras suddenly appeared around Zhuo Wen's body. Zhuo Wen sat on the three dragons, looking solemn and solemn, as if the gods and Buddhas had come.

Zhuo Wu looked unbelievably at Zhuo Wen sitting in the aura of the three dragons. He could clearly feel that he was so weak and humble in front of Zhuo Wen at this time.

Looking at the calm looking young man in front of him, Zhuo Wu's face was full of complex colors. The cousin he had never cared about had unconsciously become so powerful that even he was defeated in his hands.

The night gradually faded, and the first ray of sunshine in the morning also fell on the ground, looking psychedelic and dazzling.

Deep in the inner courtyard, Wolong Pavilion is a spacious hall.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe was slightly frowning and murmured, "why has my eyelids been beating since yesterday? Is there anything ominous happening around me?"

"Master, a young girl outside asked the slave to send a letter to the master. The young woman also said that the letter must be handed over to the master, because it recorded what the master had to read!"

An old man in black with a slight hunchback walked into the hall, holding a letter in his hand, and respectfully presented the letter to the man in purple.

The middle-aged man in purple is Zhuo Wen's second uncle, Zhuo Dingtian, Zhuo Wu's father. At this time, almost all the affairs of the Zhuo family are managed by Zhuo Dingtian. Now he is booming in the Zhuo family, chasing Zhuo xiangding, the owner of the family, and has some supreme status and power in the inner courtyard.

Zhuo Dingtian frowned slightly and looked at the letter in the old man's hand. Somehow, Zhuo Dingtian had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Does that woman have anything else to say?" Zhuo Dingtian took a deep breath and asked with a slightly heavy face.

The old man in black glanced at Zhuo Dingtian, and then said carefully, "the woman said that the content of the letter is related to master Zhuo Wu, which contains information about master Zhuo Wu!"

Zhuo Dingtian suddenly changed his face. Then he took the letter in the old man's hand in black, tore open the envelope and couldn't wait to read the contents of the envelope.

Since yesterday, Zhuo Dingtian has known that Zhuo Wu disappeared inexplicably, and some bodyguards around Zhuo Wu also disappeared mysteriously. However, Zhuo Dingtian thinks that Zhuo Wu must have gone out looking for flowers and willows, and he doesn't care much in his heart.

However, the growing uneasiness in his heart made Zhuo Dingtian know that Zhuo Wu may have really disappeared.

As Zhuo Dingtian kept reading the contents of the envelope, Zhuo Dingtian's face changed from white to red, then from red to green, and finally turned green.

Zhuo Dingtian slammed the letter in his hand to the ground and roared with fire in his eyes: "good Zhuo Wen, I didn't expect you to have such courage!"

"Old Qiao! Now you go to summon Heiyu Wei and immediately let Heiyu Wei come to Wolong pavilion to report. Today I want Zhuo Wen to regret such behavior!"

As soon as the old man in black heard this, his face suddenly showed a shocked expression. He didn't expect that the old man would mobilize people to summon the black rain guard because of a letter.

Heiyu Wei is an elite team trained by Zhuo Dingtian himself. The team has a total of 100 people. Almost everyone's accomplishments are around the Shenyong realm. Even the accomplishments of Long Yan, the leader of Heiyu Wei, have reached the level of terrible Zhuang Fu realm.

Generally speaking, this team only obeys Zhuo Dingtian's orders. If there are no major things, Zhuo Dingtian will not use this force.