A few minutes later, Tang Luo returned to the residence of Jing'an lay Buddhist.

After sitting down in the living room, he told Ning Zekun everything he had just talked to Mr. Jing'an.

"Mother, have you contacted my uncle recently?"

After talking about the engagement, Tang Luo asked what he thought of.

"I haven't contacted me for a long time, but it's not very convenient to contact me..."

The expression of Mr. Jing'an changed slightly, but she didn't expect Tang Luo to suddenly ask this.

Tang Luo obviously also noticed the expression of the lay Buddhist Jing'an. Why did he feel something was wrong?

"Why did you remember to ask about this?"

Mr. Jing'an asked back.

"Oh, I'm looking at my uncle and Uncle Ning and others. They are all rushing back recently. I guess something must have happened."

Tang Luo explained.

"I also noticed it. I feel that the situation seems to be more serious this time than before..."

"When I was a child, your great-grandfather said that a huge incident occurred there hundreds of years ago, which caused a violent shock. The current pattern was established since then, and the status of the Tang family was consolidated at that time."

"Every years have passed, although there have been minor vibrations, they have been calmed down quickly and have not caused too serious consequences."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an said slowly, with a bit of complexity in his eyes.

"Does that mean that my uncle and the Yinshi Tang family will also be under pressure next?"

Tang Luo asked.

Speaking of which, he really didn't know much about the situation in that place.

"This depends on how the situation develops. Although the Tang family has a very high status in that place, there are still more terrifying behemoths above it!"

"If the situation continues to get worse, families like the Tang family and the Ning family will inevitably need to join forces to cope with some crises..."

Mr. Jing'an explained.

Tang Luo nodded slightly, and he could understand this.

It seems that the conflict in the ancient martial arts world is simply a slight witch compared to that place.

Mr. Jing'an didn't say much for a moment. She couldn't think so much. The most anxious thing now is to look for ghosts and sorrows!

In fact, she has been waiting for a call today, but she has not intended to tell Tang Luo about some things for the time being.

"By the way, Xiao Luo, tell me about your connection with Xue Yu."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an suddenly thought of something and spoke.

Tang Luo was stunned and then explained the situation at that time.

Although he had talked to others, he had never been as detailed as this time.

He thought that Mr. Jing'an was just curious, after all, there was a heritage and secrets on the body of Blood Jade.

But he didn't know what Mr. Jing'an guessed and real intention were.

"So the unknown old man in that space did not tell you who he is."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an said slowly, imagining the old man's appearance, thinking about something.

But when she thought about it again, she still denied that something flashed through her mind...

"Well, it was because I was too hasty last time. I should have to wait until I actually entered that space before I could understand everything."

Tang Luo nodded, but he obviously felt that the expression of Mr. Jing'an was a little wrong.

"Mother, what's wrong? Are you worried about?"

"Oh, after all, that's an unknown space, and it seems to breed powerful power, and there is always uncertainty."

"Also, I'm thinking that if you can successfully obtain the inheritance of Blood Jade, you will inevitably become stronger. Maybe even if you return there, you can stir up the storm..."

The eyes of the lay Buddhist Jing'an lit up.

Tang Luo blinked and naturally understood that what Mr. Jing'an was talking about the hidden Tang family, and the huge crisis that might happen next.

Perhaps, the power of Blood Jade is far from just making him rise in the ancient martial arts world...

"When the Blood Prison Pavilion is eradicated, I will go back to the hidden Tang family to take a look."

Tang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and continued.

"Xiao Luo, my mother believes you can do it, but I still want you to prepare mentally in advance."

"The reason why Blood Prison Pavilion can stand firm for hundreds of years is not afraid of the joint suppression of so many clan forces is because it also has a terrible background in that place..."

The tone of Mr. Jing'an became serious.

"Well, I guessed...but Mother, do you know what kind of power the background is? So what if you compare with the Tang family?"

Tang Luo asked.

He asked this, not because he was afraid of something, but just hoped to be prepared for some kind of response in all aspects.

"There has never been a clear conclusion. After all, the Blood Prison Pavilion is not an organization that can see light, but there are two speculations, the Flame Dragon Sect and the Xuanyu Palace, but the latter is almost a legendary existence..."

"But no matter from any aspect, these two major forces are the top in that place, which is what I just mentioned, the terrifying behemoth above the Tang family and the Ning family!"

The lay Buddhist Jing'an explained slowly.

In fact, she also has some concerns about some things, but she believes in Tang Luo!

"So that's what it is..."

Tang Luo nodded in response, and naturally he could imagine the pressure he might face in the future.

But he never believed in evil, and no one could stop what he wanted to do!

As for the two major forces, Xuanyu Palace and Yanlong Sect, he was unable to reach them for the time being.

At worst, he will destroy it at that time!

Even if he doesn't have that strength right now, he has extremely strong confidence in his future!

Next, the two chatted for a while.

Tang Luo originally wanted to see Ning Yu'er in the afternoon, but was told by the maid that the latter went down the mountain.

"Did Ning Yu'er know her determination and feel sad? She is hiding from herself?"

Tang Luo was a little confused.

Although this idea is narcissistic, this possibility does not exist.

In the afternoon, Tang Luo and Jing'an lay Buddhists temporarily left all their messy thoughts and wandered around in a garden in Ning's family, enjoying the hard-won afternoon of the mother and son reunion.

Time flies in the evening. As soon as Tang Luo and Jing'an's lay Buddhists returned to their residence, a ringtone came from their cell phone.

Tang Luo took a look and found that it was called by Han Lu, who had not moved for a long time.

Han Lu is the eldest son of the top family in Guangdong City and is also the admirer of Ning Yuer.

"Mother, I'll answer the phone."

Tang Luo said, turning around and coming outside the room.

Thinking about the possible word "tiger" on this phone call, it is naturally not good in front of my mother.

"Old Han, your nose is so good?"

Tang Luo pressed the answer button and guessed that Han Lu knew that he was coming to Guangdong City.

"Luo...Luoco."

Han Lu's somewhat respectful voice came from the earpiece.

"Damn, what kind of trick are you doing?"

Tang Luo was speechless. Don’t this guy usually call him “Old Tang”? Why do you even call him “Brother”?

However, he soon realized that Han Lu must have known about some of the things that have happened recently.

"Brother Luo, I want to call Mr. Tang. After all, in your current status, how dare I make a rash decision."

Han Lu noticed Tang Luo's tone and relaxed a lot.

"Young Master, why do you know that I am coming to Guangdong City and you want to do your best to be a landlord?"
Chapter completed!