"tonight?"

Zhao Changan looked at Mr. Zhao in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"That's right, it's tonight." Mr. Zhao gave a positive answer and said, "Since you're going to kill him sooner or later, it's better not later. Cao Kunlun is a man who is very cunning. If he knows that I want to kill him, he will definitely be prepared. Only by surprise and thunder attack can he kill with one blow."

Only then did Zhao Changan realize that his grandfather had already made a proposal and had planned everything and asked him to come back, just notifying him.

"Who is going to send to do it?" Zhao Changan asked.

"I just said that I have arranged this matter. You don't have to worry about it. You can train well. This time, you must become the leader of the Oriental Divine Sword Battle Group and then marry Cai Wenjing. His father is the leader of the Supernatural Group. In this way, we can completely control the Oriental Divine Sword."

"The Oriental Divine Sword is just your springboard, and your future is to win the world."

Mr. Zhao said: "When I am still alive, I will do my best to help you reach the top. Only when I see you conquer the world can I die with peace of mind."

"Grandpa, you live a hundred years old, don't say unlucky words. I will definitely work hard," said Zhao Changan.

"Yes." Mr. Zhao nodded and said, "During this period, you should try to live home as much as possible when you have time. I don't know why, but I have a bad sleep recently."

"Okay." Zhao Changan nodded and agreed.

"You go and do it first! Don't worry about killing Cao Kunlun," said Mr. Zhao.

"yes."

After Zhao Changan left the Zhao family mansion, after a while, Mr. Zhao said, "Come out!"

After the words came, a rash man walked out of the house.

He is about his early fifties, not tall, only 1.7 meters tall, with a tigressive back, a fat head and big ears, a beard, and a very ordinary jacket.

Moreover, the jacket is worn out and looks like it has been worn for many years.

The most eye-catching thing is that he has two kitchen knives on the belt around his waist, and he looks like a butcher.

The rash man sat down opposite Mr. Zhao, grabbed the teacup on the table without any hesitation, took a sip of tea, and laughed: "My son is pretty good, I haven't lost my face."

"No matter it is Chang'an or Luoyang, I have not lost my face to the Zhao family. Only you have lost my face to the Zhao family." Mr. Zhao said coldly.

"However I want to live, I care about your nothing. Don't think you are my brother, and I will listen to you whatever you say." The reckless man was not polite at all.

Mr. Zhao's face turned pale with anger.

"I tell you, you couldn't control me back then, and now you're even more unlikely to control me." The rash man laughed and said, "I just don't know, those old friends in the capital haven't returned to the capital for so many years, still remember me."

"What's the use of remembering you? You are just a chef now."

"What's wrong with the chef? The chef is also a member of the Zhao family."

That’s right, this rash man is nothing else, he is the biological son of Mr. Zhao, Zhao Changan’s biological father - Zhao Zilong!

"I tell you, if it weren't for my son, I wouldn't have listened to you to return to the capital." Zhao Zilong asked, "Who is that Gu Feng?"

"He is the grandson of Gu Yunzhi, the Gu family in Jiangning. His father is Gu Zhong, the captain of the Dragon Whale Commando of the Dragon King Immortal Camp. The military god loves him very much, and Mr. Ren also values ​​him very much." said Mr. Zhao.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be a young boy!" Zhao Zilong said: "Or why I just solve him and clear the obstacles for Chang'an."

"You are not allowed to do anything." Mr. Zhao hurriedly said: "That boy Gu Feng is not simple. His own cultivation level is not low. The people in the Forbidden City just want to kill him and die."

Zhao Zilong looked surprised and said, "Although the people in the Forbidden City are all old wastes, they still have strength. Can that kid kill all the experts in the Forbidden City?"

"Of course he doesn't have such ability, there is someone helping him."

"who?"

"Ye Guanyin."

boom!

When I heard this name, a powerful fighting spirit emanated from Zhao Zilong's body, and the air almost condensed into substance.

The trees behind them were even more trembling with the suppression of this fighting spirit, and the leaves kept falling.

Zhao Zilong said: "I have heard of the name of the god of killing for a long time, but unfortunately I have no chance to fight. I am very eager to fight with him."

Mr. Zhao said: "Ye Guanyin is a terrible person. I have seen him take action with my own eyes. The sword energy points to it, and there is nothing to stop it."

"Is there really nothing to stop? I think he encountered all the waste, so no one could stop him." Zhao Zilong took off a kitchen knife from his waist and slashed it to the ground.

boom!

A crack more than one foot wide appeared on the ground, which was more than ten meters long.

Moreover, this was just a random attack from Zhao Zilong.

Mr. Zhao's face changed slightly and he asked, "What is your cultivation level now?"

"The Peak of God Transformation."

hiss--

Mr. Zhao took a breath of air conditioning. Doesn’t this mean that Zhao Zilong’s cultivation is only one level lower than that of the Guardian?

"Are you surprised or not?" Zhao Zilong laughed.

Mr. Zhao said, "I was surprised, but not surprised."

“Why?”

"Because you are my species!"

"Cao, you will die if you don't pretend to be silly!" Zhao Zilong cursed angrily.

Mr. Zhao laughed and said, "With your help, Chang'an's chances of winning the championship will increase greatly."

"I don't even see who Chang'an is." Zhao Zilong took the opportunity to pretend to be a joke.

"Okay, I'll kill Cao Kunlun tonight and I must kill him. As for Gu Feng, don't touch him for the time being. When he touches him, he will definitely kill him with one blow." Mr. Zhao said.

"knew."

Zhao Zilong stood up and left the Zhao family.

...

Midnight.

The dragon coiled in the darkness, like a sleeping dragon.

Cao Kunlun was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the roof. He frowned and was about to speak when a rough voice came from the rooftop.

"Cao Kunlun, get out, I'm here to take your life today!"

This sound is very strange.

Cao Kunlun is also a master of art and courage, fearless, and makes a big move.

He only waited to reach the middle of the yard that he saw a rash man standing on the roof with two kitchen knives on his waist.

"Who are you?" Cao Kunlun only felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Even, have you forgotten? I remember that you followed me happily and were beaten by your classmates. When did you help you vent your anger for you?"

"You are... Zhao Zilong!"

Cao Kunlun was shocked.

"You bastard, you actually killed my son. Today, I will take your life."

Zhao Zilong jumped up from the roof, and his body appeared in front of Cao Kunlun in an instant, like a gust of wind.

He raised his sword with both hands and slashed towards Cao Kunlun.
Chapter completed!