Now, Xia Wanxin has only grievances. This is the first time she has suffered a loss in words when she grows up. Moreover, the other party is a child who is about the same age as her, and has never met many times.

When he was at home, anyone who dared to treat her like this would have been in trouble for a long time. As for what he is like now, if the other party talks about her, he can't say anything, and he can't ask his uncle to cause trouble for him.

The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged, the more I feel uncomfortable, and the more I think about it, the more angry I get. As I think about it, the crystal tears flashed in my eyes, and it may fall down at any time.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Did I say it wrong?" Mo Linfeng pointed at himself, not feeling anything wrong. "If your father is capable, should he beg others hard? He has to solve the problem by himself, instead of trying his best to seek help from experts. Only by being strong can he avoid unnecessary trouble."

Every word Mo Linfeng is so loud and loud that not only Xia Wanxin can hear it, but also can reach Xia Xiong's ears.

Xia Xiong did not expect that a child about ten years old could say such words, which shows that his ambition was very long-term, and he might be another big man who could cause turmoil in the world in the future.

Although it is only a part of the corner now, who can guess the future?

At the same time, Xia Xiong was a little ashamed, all of whom were about the same age, but Mo Linfeng gave him a feeling that was so unique. Compared with Xia Wanxin's willfulness, Mo Linfeng was mostly humble and calm. Perhaps it was all because he was too fond of Xia Wanxin that caused this contrast.

At this time, he looked at the beautiful Mo Linfeng in front of him, who was unruly and unruly in his eyes. He liked him more and more, and even had the urge to take him as his adopted son.

Reason told Xia Xiong that he could not do this.

Xia Wanxin was even more angry. If Xia Xiong hadn't been by her side, she would have wished she would have gone wild. Now she could only hide this impulse in her heart.

The tears that had already existed in my eyes could no longer be held back and slowly flowed down. The beautiful face was slowly left with traces of two lines of clear tears.

"Aren't you very good at talking? Why don't you talk anymore? Hello, why are you crying?" Mo Linfeng was a little panicked when he saw Xia Wanxin's slowly leaving tears. "Don't cry, if you cry, it only means your cowardice..."

When Mo Linfeng wanted to say something, the old man surnamed Zhang stopped him and continued.

"Boy, don't make trouble. I'll settle the score with you when I go back." The old man surnamed Zhang turned his eyes and looked at Xia Wanxin who was crying slowly. "Little girl, stop crying. This boy is ignorant and needs discipline. I'm going to clean up him later. I'll give you this thing to you, just treat it as accusation for this guy's unclaimed just now."

The old man surnamed Zhang took out a crystal clear bead and gave it to Xia Wanxin.

The bead is milky white all over, and there is a little gray inside. The two are intertwined, forming a pattern of rebirth of the phoenix ashes.

Holding it in my hand, a gentle feeling spread throughout my body from my palm. At this time, I looked at the bead, and the pattern of the phoenix Nirvana seemed to be alive.

After Xia Wanxin took the bead, he was shocked by the feeling that came from the bead. He felt so magical for the first time.

Originally, her physique was cold and she could easily feel cold. But when she just bought this bead, the cold feeling seemed to have disappeared a lot.

When Xia Xiong saw the beads, he was stunned at first, and then said to Xia Wanxin: "Xiaoxin, return the beads to this senior. This is too expensive, we can't ask for them."

Xia Wanxin nodded obediently and was about to reach out and return it back, the old man named Zhang smiled at him, and then stood with his hands behind his back, without any intention of going back.

"It's not that expensive, just let him take it. Putting it here will only bury its purpose. It will be just right for this little girl, and it will be of great use to her."

Xia Xiong was originally here to be grateful, but he didn't expect that the old man surnamed Zhang helped him again. This kind of kindness may be difficult to repay even if he lives.

As long as the old man surnamed Zhang agrees to help, after he overcomes this difficulty, he will definitely give the courtesy of the guests and worship them for generations.

But then the old man surnamed Zhang gave up this idea.

"In addition, please forgive me for not being able to help you. As for the reason, you don't need to know. If you can't get through this disaster, just move to another place to live with the remaining people."

"Senior, why can't you help me?"

Xia Xiong seemed a little unwilling to give up and continued to decide to try.

"Because..." The old man surnamed Zhang wanted to speak but stopped. "Forget it, he is old and doesn't want to get involved in the affairs of the world. You should ask Gao Ming."

Although the old man surnamed Zhang did not say that Xia Xiong was also the leader of the Tang and Tang sect after all, he could naturally guess that the trouble this time was definitely not simple, so that the old man surnamed Zhang was unwilling to offend him with a terrifying strength.

In fact, Xia Xiong's mistake was wrong. The reason why the old man surnamed Zhang was unwilling to help was, on the one hand, because Mo Linfeng still had to practice, and on the other hand, the most important aspect was that this matter was very likely related to his rebellious apprentice.

Because you can use this method and can also use it so skillfully, it seems that only the rebellious disciple will do this in the cognition of the old man named Zhang.

But the old man surnamed Zhang really doesn't want to know whether it is.

In the fight not long ago, the opponent recognized his identity. If he wanted to cause trouble for him, he would likely spread the news. At that time, the rebel disciple would definitely come to him in order to get what he wanted.

Therefore, in order to avoid greater trouble and provoke greater enemies, he decided to reject the request of the party.

That bead can only be regarded as a refusal.

It can be regarded as a thank you for Xia Xiong's return gift for Zhu San to use the Breaking Pill for Mo Linfeng.

"Okay, I hope you have time to go to the humble house to sit. You can take this token." Xia Xiong took out his unique identity token and gave it to the old man named Zhang. "As long as you hold this token, you can visit the humble house in the future and show it out, no one will stop him."

After the invitation was rejected, Xia Xiong had a plan in his mind. He followed the advice of the old man named Zhang and moved out of Vientiane City, gave up the industry he had worked hard for many years, and started again in a remote small place.

After all, he couldn't find a help from his master, and none of the masters were willing to help. The old man surnamed Zhang was unwilling to come out of the mountain, so he had no choice but to do so.

The old man surnamed Zhang took the token casually and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked: "You have been saying that your master may live in seclusion here, so can you tell your master's name? Maybe I still know something."

Xia Xiong, who was originally discouraged and decided to move, heard this and once again ignited hope. The old man surnamed Zhang was once a sensational figure in the world, and later lived here for a long time. He might even know the news about his master.

"My master is Liangyazi, who was once known for his chivalrousness in the world, Cui Bai."

After hearing this name, Mo Linfeng's unkind mouth raised.

He knew very well who Cui Bai was. After all, the most exciting story he heard after coming to the town was told by Cui Bai. After a long time, he became familiar with him, so he respectfully called him "Grandpa Cui".
Chapter completed!