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West Lake Tea Party, Twelve Aristocratic Clans!

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    "Hiss, why is it suddenly so cold"

    Lawyer Wang rubbed his neck with his hands, and then smiled at Luo Yun: "Mr. Luo, then I'll go first, the office still has something to do this afternoon."

    "Okay, first busy."

    "I'll come to you again next time I have a lawsuit, but I can't stop charging you."

    Luo Yun joked.

    "Hahaha, you are so beautiful!"

    "I'll drink the northwest wind if I don't charge money?"

    Lawyer Wang walked away laughing, completely unable to see the hideous and huge Yaksha King flying above Luo Yun's head, this is the magic of Taoism.

    "Dragon and snake guards, there is the soul-suppressing thunder sound passed down by grandpa, which is specially used to deal with Taoist masters!"

    "More than a dozen martial artists and three generals, roaring together, is enough to tear the soul of a master of 'object control'. Could it be that this Luo Xuanyuan is a 'true man', and his soul cultivation has reached the 'day tour' realm?"  '?"

    Ye Qingmei's face was ugly.

    ?On the way of cultivating the Tao, you will be strong, night tour, manifest, control things, day tour, possess body, and seize the house.

    Among them, Taoist masters who have cultivated to the day-traveling realm are honored as "true people". They are figures comparable to masters. Their souls travel during the day and are not afraid of the sun!

    Not to mention, he has also practiced the legendary method of visualization, he can visualize a yaksha to seduce people's souls, even if he is a master, if he is hit in the brain by the fork of evil thoughts, he will be seriously injured on the spot!

    "Impossible, a real person, it is more difficult to practice than a master"

    Ye Qingmei took two steps back.

    Luo Yun's voice came:

    "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

    "The one who really has a grudge against me is Ye Shuixian. She is dead."

    "If the old man of your family can let go of his hatred and turn hostility into friendship, I won't be in trouble with the Ye family again, but it should be unlikely"

    Luo Yun managed to make himself laugh.

    His daughter was killed, his bodyguard was slaughtered, and he didn't take revenge, so how could he, Ye Qingshan, be in the martial arts world in the future?

    "good!"

    "If you say it, I will definitely bring it!"

    "Luo Xuanyuan, in the name of Ye Qingmei, I promise you that our Ye family will not touch a hair of your family and friends, and you are not allowed to touch our Ye family children!"

    "Everything, just wait for grandpa to come back!"

    "Whether it's war or peace, it's up to Grandpa to decide!"

    Ye Qingmei has a pair of beautiful autumn water eyes, and her fists are full of anger.

    Luo Yun stared at her face for a while, as if he could see the flowers, "Okay, it seems that you are not lying, let's go."

    "let's go!"

    Ye Qingmei couldn't bear Luo Yun's soul coercion long ago, so she turned around and left.

    The Japanese samurai whose soul had been picked off was also supported by three companions to leave, and it seemed to outsiders that he had fallen asleep.

    "Luo Xuanyuan, you actually exposed your hole cards before the big battle, you are really stupid!"

    "I hope you can be as arrogant as you are today when you are stepped on by grandpa!"

    The anger in Ye Qing's eyebrows flashed past.

    "But having said that, this guy is really an upright guy. He doesn't play tricks and talks about his strength. Grandpa should like this kind of guy very much."

    "It's a pity, he killed my aunt and slaughtered the Dragon Snake Guard"

    The beauty shook her head.

    "Wait a moment!"

    Suddenly, Luo Yun came over with strides, causing Ye Qing's eyebrows to thump.

    "What's the matter?"

    "You gave me the card, but didn't say the password! How can I withdraw money?"

    Luo Yun held the bank card between two fingers, with a serious face.

    ""

    "Six six."

    After Ye Qingmei left.

    Luo Yun gave Jiang Xiaoer the bank card.

    "Three hundred thousand?"

    "Didn't the verdict say fifty thousand?"

    Jiang Xiaoer's small cherry mouth opened into an O shape. She has never received so much money in her life.

    "People are willing to give it, but you still don't want to take it?"

    "Yes! I am so willing, thank you bro!"

    Jiang Xiaoer smiled happily.

    After a while, Luo Yun received a WeChat message in the car.

    "Brother, thank you for your care these few days, 200,000 yuan has been transferred to your Alipay."

    "If there is anything I can help in the future, you must tell me!"

      "Also, when our new house is ready, you must come and play!!"

    Luo Yun curled his lips and replied, "Stop being narcissistic, what can you do for me?"

    After putting his phone back, he took a deep breath.

    "Master, the next step is to fully prepare for the decisive battle with the King of Jiangnan?"

    Luo Yinping's voice came from the driver's seat.

    "Yes, Martial Dao Grandmaster, I really want to see and see."

    "I don't know when this Ye Qingshan will return to Binhai"

    Hangzhou.

    By the West Lake.

    A certain private estate.

    A gray Maybach slowly stopped in front of the door.

    "Zongshi Ye, it'shere."

    A short, thin-haired local rich man in Hangzhou said tremblingly to an old man in a green shirt sitting in the back seat.

    But in the back seat, how can there be any old man in blue shirt?

    The car windows were wide open, the breeze was blowing, and people had already arrived inside the manor.

    "Go! Go!"

    "Someone is going to die inside!"

    The rich man hurriedly urged the driver to leave.

    ?Walking on the stone path, the old man in green shirt strolled in the courtyard, turned and walked straight, perfectly avoiding the guards of the manor.

    If someone looked down over the manor, they would find that the old man in blue seemed to have a pair of radar perspective eyes.  Within a hundred paces, not to mention a few big living people, you can even know how many grasshoppers are in the flower beds and how many larvae are in the water tank.

    at this time.

    In the backyard of the manor, more than 20 people gathered.

    Among them, there are twelve elders, all from the capital cities of the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, who are local powerful and dominant.

    ?Jiang Family in Suzhou and Hangzhou Province, Liu Family in Jiangning Province, Ma Family in Wan'an Province, Zuo Family in Northern Hunan Province, Ni Family in Southern Hunan Province, Gong Family in Huainan Province, and Zhuo Family in Southern Fujian Province.

    Under the aristocratic families of the Seven Mansions, the twelve great families in the south of the Yangtze River!

    (Two in Hangzhou, three in Jiangning)

    As one of the few big families in Hangzhou, the Jiang family was also invited, but Jiang Guiying was already in seclusion, so Jiang Qiyun and Jiang Motong were allowed to represent her.

    They rushed to this 'Yuanzhuang' early in the morning to attend the West Lake Tea Party.

    When Shifeng Longjing came into the market, a section of the tender tip was picked, filled into the Hupao Ganquan of Lingyin Temple, boiled, and a pot of hot tea was brewed, it was really a fairy taste.

    "I heard that Yuan Gong invited us to drink tea on the surface, but in fact to discuss how to deal with the Ye family."

    "Isn't there a master in the Ye family? How to deal with it?"

    "Hey, Grandmaster is not a god, as long as we raise enough money and hire a better killer on the dark web, we can still kill him!"

    "Hush!! Don't dare to talk nonsense. If the master is so easy to kill, then the martial arts world will not have lost a master for thirty years!"

    In the huge backyard, the scenery is scattered and there are many discussions.

    "Why hasn't Mr. Yuan come out yet?"

    An old man who was playing with two iron beads, one white and one black, frowned.

    He is the head of the Zhuo Family in Xiadao City, Southern Fujian Province. He is over 60 years old this year. He wears a mandarin jacket. He was the first one to arrive at Yuanzhuang. He has been waiting for more than three hours.

    "Patriarch Zhuo, I see that the two Taoists behind you are not simple!"

    A bald man in a suit and tie, only in his forties, has the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with the elder patriarchs.

    He is 'Ni Wei' from Tanzhou in southern Hunan. He is a well-known arms dealer leader in the Jiangnan area. It is said that he often deals with militants on the borders of Ming and Burma.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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