He Sheng was drinking with Deng Huo, but at his home, several uninvited guests came.

There were three people in total, one of them was sitting in a wheelchair, and two men were probably in their thirties. The leader was Xia Yuan.

In the huge living room, Xia Yuan sat on the sofa and looked around.

"Sister Xiang, why didn't you see that person from the fourth level of the Heavenly Master? You went to hide and recover from your injuries?" Xia Yuan asked softly.

Xia Yuan, with a national face, has dark skin and a strong figure, and exudes the charm of a majestic man. He came here this time for two purposes. One was to see the young man named He Sheng; the second was to find Su Xiang to talk about the past.

After leaving the Martial Alliance for many years, Xia Yuan has traveled around with his brothers and even went abroad. However, after several changes, Xia Yuan still felt that the country was better, and there was a person he cared about in China.

That's Su Xiang!

"Brother Xia Yuan, drink tea." Su Xiang's expression was calm, and she walked to Xia Yuan with a cup of hot tea.

Xia Yuan looked at Su Xiang with a look and smiled slightly: "Sister Xiang is getting more and more beautiful as she grows. I want to know, is that man from the fourth level of the Heavenly Master your boyfriend?"

Su Xiang picked up the second cup of tea, and when she heard this question, she was suddenly stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Xiang replied softly: "Yes."

With one word, the smile on the corner of Xia Yuan's mouth immediately solidified, and what was brought about was a strong look of loss.

"Brother Xia Shen, drink tea." Su Xiang walked to the man sitting in a wheelchair with the tea again.

"Thank you." The man looked at Su Xiang with complicated eyes, but he still took Su Xiang's handover of tea.

Next, there was the third cup of tea, a man named Fu Yue.

After three cups of tea, Su Xiang walked to the sofa beside her and sat down with a quiet expression.

"When my father was alive, you were my brothers. If you meet again in the future, you must worship tea." Su Xiang said calmly: "Three brothers, you have already respected tea, and the sister should respect it carefully."

Xia Yuan smiled softly: "Sister Xiang is in love."

"By the way, why didn't that gentleman named He come out to meet us?"

Su Xiang replied: "He went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet."

Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Wan wants to attack him, he is sure to be so worried. I'm afraid I've been busy all day long."

"Brother Xia Yuan, let me explain your purpose in this trip." Su Xiang asked softly.

Hearing such a direct question, Xia Yuan's expression changed, and then he said with a smile: "I'm here to bring good news to Xiangmei. Mr. Wan attacked the Wumeng. I have discussed with him today. He will not target the Wumeng again. Please rest assured as Xiangmei. The Wumeng will soon recover!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from the side: "No need, our Wu Alliance doesn't need you to plead for us, so do whatever you should do! After all, you are no longer from the Wu Alliance!"

The old ghost walked out of the room, his face gloomy, and he quickly walked towards the sofa.

"Uncle Ghost."

"Hello Uncle Ghost."

The three of them greeted the old ghost one after another to show politeness.

The old ghost waved his hand: "Don't call me Uncle Ghost. Since you sentenced Li Wu Alliance, I have been no longer your Uncle Ghost!"

Xia Yuan frowned and said nothing more.

"Tell me directly. According to the rules of the Martial Alliance, you are all traitors. But you and the lady are of the same generation. According to the rules, you can use martial arts to transform your grudges and make appointments!" The old ghost said loudly.

When these words came out, the three of them looked particularly ugly at the same time.

"Uncle Ghost, we have no intention of taking action." Xia Yuan said hurriedly.

"But I have it!" said the old ghost in a jealous manner: "You killed and injured the brothers of the Martial Alliance back then, which had broken the rules of the Martial Alliance, but considering that you were once from the Martial Alliance, you should follow Mr. Su's rules!"

Xia Yuan's face darkened and he said with a stern face: "Uncle Gui, I'm blunt, you are not my opponent."

"Ha, of course I am no match for you. When you asked you to treat the lady, you would not refuse. If you agreed, I can slap you with one hand now!" The old ghost blushed and said loudly.

Xia Yuan chuckled, with a little helplessness in his smile.

"That gentleman named He is also not my opponent. To put it bluntly, if I don't protect the Wu League, the Wu League will definitely fall apart!" Xia Yuan looked straight at the old ghost: "Uncle Gui, are you sure you want to go against me?"

"The Martial Alliance does not need you to protect it! I just hope you can follow the rules of the Martial Alliance again, and you will decide the time and place!"

Seeing the old ghost with a determined expression on his face, Xia Yuan nodded thoughtfully: "Since Uncle Ghost insists on doing this, then we can only be rude!"

"This is how Uncle Ghost. In three days, I will choose a place to notify you." Xia Yuan replied.

"Okay, then in three days! Remember, if anyone loses, he will lose his cultivation!"

Xia Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, let's do it according to the rules!"

"However, I still have one more condition!" Xia Yuan said again: "If we win, Xiang Mei doesn't have to abandon her cultivation, but I want the Martial Alliance!"

"If you win, all three of us will lose our cultivation!" After saying this, Xia Yuan suddenly thought of something and said, "As for the gentleman named He..."

"He has to die!" Xia Yuan's tone exuded murderous intent.

The old ghost frowned, with a calm face and didn't say anything.

Su Xiang, who was standing beside him, said: "Whether to kill him or not is your business, this is your business, and whether you can kill him or not is your business."

"But I always stand on his side. If he dies, I will not live."

Su Xiang knew very well that if she did it according to the rules of the Wu League, the loser would destroy her cultivation, and if she wanted to destroy her cultivation, she would undoubtedly die.

Xia Yuan's expression became very ugly, and he said loudly: "Sister Xiang, why are you doing this? I said, you don't need to lose your cultivation!"

"As for that gentleman named He, I can kill him with one hand! Don't worry, I won't give him any pain!"

Su Xiang remained silent and lowered her head.

After a while, Su Xiang raised her head and looked straight at Xia Yuan.

"Brother Xia Yuan, it's getting late, you can leave." Su Xiang's tone was neither cold nor indifferent.

Xia Yuan and his younger brother Xia Shen looked at each other, and when they saw Xia Shen nodding, Xia Yuan stood up.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Yuan bowed to Uncle Gui and bowed, and the other two were the same.

"Uncle Gui, Sister Xiang, I've said goodbye." Xia Yuan said softly.

"Let's go slowly and don't send me off!" The old ghost turned his head to the side.

Xia Yuan looked at Su Xiang, but saw Su Xiang shifting his gaze elsewhere. He sighed, turned around, and walked towards the gate.

Xia Shen, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Su Xiang with complicated eyes. After hesitating for a moment, hesitated, sliding the wheelchair, and following Xia Yuan.
Chapter completed!