Last night, Zhuo Yilian heard the bad news that his grandson Zhuo Muchen was killed by a master from China in front of everyone on a cruise ship.

When the news came, Zhuo Yilian was furious.

Zhuo Muchen is the only son of the Zhuo family, the best genius, even better than Zhuo Xinghai, and his future is unlimited.

Therefore, as long as Zhuo Muchen wants to do, the Zhuo family will follow him.

With the Zhuo family, no one dared to touch a hair.

Just like Ming Teng back then, although his niece was taken by Zhuo Muchen, he had to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Unexpectedly, someone was so crazy that he actually killed his beloved grandson.

At that time, he asked Zhuo Xinghai to take action and tear the man to pieces to avenge Zhuo Muchen.

Early this morning, Zhuo Xinghai went to the Lu family and wanted to kill the man.

Who would have thought that this trip would turn into a life and death forever.

The third generation of the Zhuo family passed down, and when it came to an end, a white-haired man was sent to a black-haired man, leaving only a lonely and widowed man.

"Damn it, I will kill my grandson first, then Xinghai, and cut off the incense of my Zhuo family. If I don't avenge this, I will not be a human being!"

Zhuo Yilian's eyes were red and he roared angrily.

Zhuo Xinghai and his son died one after another, and he was the only old man left. The Zhuo family's incense was cut off and there were no descendants.

Under the nine springs, how could he meet his ancestors?

Not to mention that Zhuo Xinghai was killed by Qin Hao, even if he was killed by Master Yu Feng, Zhuo Yilian would have to make him pay the price.

Unfortunately, he has no strength to take revenge.

Zhuo Xinghai has been able to do what the Zhuo family is today.

Limited by his talent, he worked hard for decades and was just a congenital warrior. Even Zhuo Muchen was better than him, and it was almost the same to deal with ordinary people.

Qin Hao is not an opponent even if he is one hundred of him.

Jiulong Mountain!

The holy place in the hearts of the people of Hong Kong City.

If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals!

There is an unusual person living in this Jiuhua Mountain. He has a wonderful Feng Shui calculation and is the best in the Harbor City, and no one can compare to it.

He is the number one Feng Shui master in Hong Kong City, Zhou Banxian.

It turned out that he was not called Zhou Banxian, but as his fame grew, everyone called him by this name.

Over time, not many people knew his original name.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man with wrinkles on his face, silver hair and a hunched figure was walking step by step.

Only when we get close can we see that this old man is Zhuo Yilian.

Squeak!

As soon as I walked to the gate of the courtyard, the wooden door opened automatically.

Zhuo Yilian was not surprised. If the man couldn't guess he would come, he would really surprise him.

"Qin Hao, please wait for me."

Zhuo Yilian said coldly with a ferocious expression and a resentful look on his eyes.

Then, he stepped into the courtyard with one foot.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the old man, Zhou Yunran immediately walked forward and asked in confusion.

Zhuo Yilian glanced at Zhou Yunran, his breath was converging and his brilliance was hidden inside. He was really a person with a bright future.

If Zhuo Muchen had not died, he would definitely be like him.

"Let him in!"

A plain sound rang in the courtyard.

"yes!"

Zhou Yunran was shocked and nodded.

In this small courtyard, only their grandparents and grandchildren were talking, and it was his grandfather Zhou Banxian.

"Can you be my grandfather's friend? But this man is so murderous."

Looking at Zhuo Yilian's figure, Zhou Yunran said in confusion.

Where Zhuo Yilian stood, the flowers and plants withered and the fallen flowers were colorful, revealing a sense of desolation.

The small bridge and flowing water are full of ancient charm.

After three twists and two turns, Zhuo Yilian came to a pavilion.

In the pavilion, there was an old man in a 60-year-old in a long robe, with a peaceful expression and fishing.

Hurry!

Zhuo Yilian walked into the pavilion, and a wave sounded in the water, and a fish that was hooked ran away.

Seeing the fish escape, the old man's expression suddenly changed and he instantly returned to normal.

"You should know the purpose of my visit."

Zhuo Yilian looked at the old man in the sixties and said lightly.

It is hard to imagine that this old man wearing a long robe and dressing up is Zhou Banxian, the number one Feng Shui master who has been famous in Hong Kong for decades.

What is even more unimaginable is Zhuo Yilian's attitude towards Zhou Banxian.

With Zhou Banxian's status as the emperor, even Li Bancheng, Guo Deming, and even the Chief Executive came, he had to smile and dare not do anything too much.

But Zhuo Yilian was as casual as usual.

"The wind and clouds are moving, and the waves have already started, and everything is not appropriate."

Zhou Banxian slowly put away the fishing rod and said.

"He killed my grandson and my son, which made the Zhuo family cut off the incense. How do you want me to endure it?"

Zhuo Yilian clattered his fists and shouted.

If someone saw this scene, he would be so scared that he doubted life. Someone dared to shout at Zhou Banxian.

far away!

Zhou Yunran looked at the situation here and was also frightened when he saw Zhuo Yilian yelling at his grandfather.

In more than 20 years, he has seen too many powerful people, calling the wind and rain outside, coming to his grandfather, respectfully.

This is the first time I have seen someone dare to roar.

Even, it also has a sense of blame.

"Even if I take action, it will be of no help."

Facing Zhuo Yilian's anger, Zhou Banxian was unmoved, sighed and said.

"No, he must die, otherwise I will be unable to sleep or eat."

Zhuo Yilian's eyes were red and he shouted.

No one who could kill the Zhuo family could still get away with the law.

What's more, Qin Hao was so vicious that even his descendants made the Zhuo family die.

Zhou Banxian was silent.

"Shuize, it's all my fault, but please think that I beg you for the sake of my love."

"What happened back then was the old man I was wrong, so I apologize to you."

Zhuo Yilian said with tears in his eyes, his expression was sad and he said miserably.

After saying that, with a bent knee, he was about to kneel down at Zhou Banxian.

Shuize is the name of Zhou Banxian.

On the other side, Zhou Yunran was shocked. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yilian even knew his grandfather's name.

Since Zhuo Yilian pleaded for mercy and asked his grandfather to kill Qin Hao, he had already guessed the identity of the person.

It seems that the two have a close relationship.

No wonder his grandfather knew the Zhuo family's secret magic and knew very well.

well!

Zhou Banxian sighed helplessly, and an invisible force emerged from his body, supporting Zhuo Yilian and preventing him from kneeling down.

"That's a real dragon. Even if I take action, I'm not sure."

Zhou Banxian looked up at the air and whispered.

Wherever you see, the clouds spread out and unfolded in the sky, turning into a long dragon hidden in the clouds, roaring above the nine heavens.

"As long as you take action, you can definitely kill him."

Zhuo Yilian said excitedly with joy on his face.

It was crazy joy, with a strong murderous intent and evil spirit.

Zhou Banxian is the number one Feng Shui master in Hong Kong City. He has been famous for a long time and has unpredictable strength and is immeasurable.

Once he takes action, Qin Hao will definitely be dead. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!