C13 Zhao Hu visited her

Luo Xiong was so angry that he started laughing, "Second Young Master Zhao, don't cause trouble without reason. When will I agree to marry Mingyue to you? Carrying the betrothal gift back, you want to marry my daughter?

"Luo Xiong, don't give me face and not take it. Marrying your daughter is a good thing for you, a good chance to be a good person is not something you want, don't wait for me to kick you out of the Alliance and regret it later." Seeing that Luo Xiong did not know how to appreciate favors, Zhao Hu glared.

"You don't need to worry about that. We have already completed the Alliance's quest and just handed in the resources." Luo Xiong did not want to waste words with him.

Zhao Hu laughed out loud, "I'm not talking about your mission, but the compensation you guys want to give me."

"What compensation? "What the hell is going on?" Luo Xiong was baffled.

Zhao Long waved his hand and said: "Bring him up."

Everyone followed his gesture and looked over. They saw a young man with disheveled hair and dirty face being escorted by two Zhao Family warriors. He was covered in blood, and it was obvious that he had just been tortured.

A young warrior beside Luo Xiong had sharp eyes, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Luo Jian! "He's Luo Jian!"

"What?" The surrounding Luo nationality warriors all gathered around, looking at Luo Jian, they asked, "What happened?"

Luo Jian raised his head to look at the patriarch and his wife. His face was filled with shame as he muttered, "My patriarch, I'm sorry!" After speaking, he lowered his head. He knew that he had been too impulsive and had caused a huge disaster for his family.

"Are you speechless? Forget it, let me say it. Today, I met Luo Jian at the market. I was chatting with a few of my brothers, but he rushed over and started punching and kicking me. Look, I still have his footprints on my clothes, and my chest is in unbearable pain. "

As he spoke, he pretended to rub his chest, "Furthermore, he even severely injured my brother Zhao Erniu. Do you think we should give him an explanation?"

After hearing all that, Luo Xiong understood, Luo Jian was tricked, seems like Zhao Hu did not come with good intentions.

Luo Linger looked at Zhao Hu's reaction and said angrily: "Zhao Hu, this must be a trap set by you. How can Luo Jian, a Martial Master, defeat you two?"

"Who knows what kind of crazy things Luo Jian is doing. We weren't prepared for it at all." There's no need to talk about it. Seeing that we are in the same alliance, I will not make things difficult for you guys. Just compensate us with a 500 year old mountain ginseng, 100 black iron, and your number 39 bed in the market. "

"What?" This was way too much, 500 years of mountain ginseng? Darksteel? We still have 100 pounds? Where are we going to get these things? The number 39 shop in the market is the most important resource trading point of our Luo nationality, how can we give it to them. " The people of the Luo Family discussed.

"I don't care where you get me. You won't be able to hand over these items in six hours, so just wait for my father to take the enforcement team and drive you out of the city! " Zhao Hu was extremely shocked.

"You guys have gone too far. Don't you have laws? Did the chief not care about them? Father! Let's go and find the Alliance Master to decide. " Ling'er said to Luo Xiong.

"Young Master Zhao, we are all in the same alliance, why do we have to pressure each other? Even if they wanted to compensate him, that was way too much, right? "No, I have a 300 year old ginseng.I'll just apologize to you."

After he finished speaking, Luo Xiong handed over a 300 year old mountain ginseng. These 300 years of mountain ginseng were used to treat Ling'er's mother's illness. However, in a situation where he was stronger than others, all he could do was knock down his front teeth and swallow them.

However, Zhao Hu was definitely here to cause trouble today, he grabbed the mountain ginseng and threw it onto the ground: "Based on the three conditions that I mentioned just now, I will not miss a single one, a mountain ginseng for 300 years? How could you take out such trash? I can't afford to let Luo Mingyue come with me, to repay this debt with her own body! "

With that said, Zhao Hu arrogantly stepped onto the stage. But just as he was about to sit down,

"Scram!" A biting cold Qi made his back shiver, and Zhao Hu immediately turned around: "Who?"

"Zhao Hu, right? This is not a place for you to sit. Gu Juntian said indifferently, not even sparing him a glance.

"Who are you? Is it up to you where I sit? You sitting in the main seat, could it be the esteemed guest that Luo Xiong and the others were talking about? A cripple like you who only has one arm and one leg, how can you still be a guest? Trash is more or less the same. If you don't want to sit, then I will. " He sat down.

"Pah!"

"Haha, ha!"

The Luo Family clansmen roared in laughter. It turned out that when Zhao Hu sat down, the chair had actually moved three feet back.

It was too fast! At first, no one realized it, but it was as if the chair was originally there. Even with Zhao Hu's cultivation, he could not react and fell to the ground.

The leftover soup on the table spilled all over his body, making him cry out in anger. Now he looked like a beggar. The contrast between the might of the savage beast before and its current state was simply too huge. It was no wonder that everyone burst out laughing.

"Who did it?" Zhao Hu stood up, his eyes that had killing intent sweeping around once, and finally concentrated on Gu Juntian's body.

"It's you!" It's you! It must be your doing! "

Gu Juntian did not explain, he had seen too many of such scum.

Zhao Hu panicked, holding his black iron blade, he pounced forward like a tiger, the blade's light was like snow, it chopped towards Gu Juntian with lightning speed.

"Protect the master!"

The few upper echelons of the Luo Family who were standing closest to him all pulled out their weapons, wanting to protect Gu Juntian. But Zhao Hu's speed was just too fast, the blade light was just about to hit his body.

At that moment, Gu Juntian waved his hand gently.

Ka-cha! *

Zhao Hu's black iron blade broke. He stood there stunned, unable to understand what was happening.

Gu Juntian bellowed: "Scram!" Zhao Hu felt as if a fierce tiger was pouncing towards him.

The surrounding crowd didn't understand what was going on. Only Luo Xiong was experienced and knowledgeable.

Legend has it that although alchemists weren't proficient in martial arts, they were extremely adept at using soul energy and their attacks were unpredictable as well. Just now, Master Gu must have used a soul technique to attack Zhao Hu's soul, which was why he was scared out of his wits.

Zhao Hu returned to his clan's side and, still in a panicked state, shouted: "Who the hell are you? What evil technique did you use just now? "

With a wave of his hand, ten Martial Masters surrounded him.

Luo Xiong anxiously shouted, "Stop! You dare attack Master Gu, aren't you afraid of your entire family being exterminated? Master Gu is a grandmaster alchemist. "

"What?" Why would a master apothecary come to your side? " Zhao Hu could not believe it and roared at Luo Xiong.

"We got to know the Master Gu during this gathering mission. He is temporarily a guest at our clan and you have already offended him. Hurry up and apologize to him."

Zhao Hu was stunned, usually in the Qi Yun Alliance, he was used to getting the wind, getting the rain, and showing off.

Now that he met someone with a higher status than him, he didn't know what to do and escaped while being escorted by his subordinates.

Only when he reached the entrance did he react. He didn't even say a few words. This was too embarrassing. He didn't dare to go back and seek revenge again. What happened just now was too strange, so he decided to ask his father first.