"Uh--You're really embarrassed me!" Chu Lingyun said with a wry smile.

Dugu Rouran's voice suddenly became stern: "I don't care. Anyway, you have promised us that you must have a contract spirit in life."

Well, the spirit of contract is coming!

Chu Lingyun suddenly felt speechless.

He pondered for a moment in his heart, and couldn't help but show a playful smile on his face, and said readily: "Since you said so, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman tonight!"

"Okay, that's all, see you all in the evening!" When he heard Chu Lingyun finally agreed, Dugu Rouran quickly said something and hung up the phone.

That anxious look, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind temporarily.

"Well!"

Listening to the busy voice coming from the phone, Chu Lingyun was slightly stunned, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Lingyun, what are you laughing at? It seems you are very happy?"

At some point, Han Ruojun came to him with a charming smile and asked curiously.

"Of course I have to be happy with you by my side! Let's go and go there together." Chu Lingyun smiled at her, avoided the topic directly, then took her hand, and walked towards Xia Weilan without saying anything.

On the other side, Dugu Rouran hung up the phone and contacted her dear Qian Siqi, preparing to have fun tonight and vent the longing accumulated in her heart.

After making an appointment with Qian Siqi, Dugu Rouran walked out of the bedroom with a pleasant song.

Just when she first came to the living room, Dugu Haoyang, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, glanced at her, then put down the newspaper in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Rourou, you look very happy today! Is it related to Brother Chu?"

"Dad, why are you still calling me Brother Chu? I'm in love with him, and you still call me that makes me feel very awkward." Dugu Rouran was very dissatisfied with his title, so he deliberately glared at his father fiercely, and then continued, "Even if you call him Mr. Chu, it's better than Brother Chu, do you think so?"

Dugu Haoyang was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "Haha, okay! When we chat alone in the future, we will call him Mr. Chu, what should we call him or what should we call him in private?"

When Dugu Haoyang said this, his eyes suddenly turned slightly, and he looked at Dugu Rouran with curiosity: "Rourou! You are so happy today, have you made up with Mr. Chu?"

Dugu Rouran paused his eyebrows, glared at Dugu Haoyang fiercely, and then said quickly: "Oh, we all said there is no conflict between us. He has just been busy these two days. He just called and said that he would come over to pick me up to play in the evening."

"Really?" After hearing what she said, Dugu Haoyang narrowed his eyes with a smile, and he nodded in comfort while touching his beard:

"Haha, that's good, that's good! Old man, I really want to hold my grandson, and you are not young anymore. You have to hurry up as soon as possible. If you have the chance, you must take him down!"

Dugu Rouran's face turned red by the old man's words. She stomped her feet hard and said coquettishly: "Dad, what are you talking nonsense? Are you the one who buried your daughter like this? Ignore you, I'll go to write."

"Haha!" Seeing her cheeks turn red and running away as if she ran away, the smile on Dugu Haoyang's face became brighter and brighter.

On the other side of the imperial capital, in the old house of the Oriental Family.

Dongfang Wenyuan was wearing a black Tang suit, lying on the rocking chair with a fan, his narrow eyes half open and half closed, and occasionally a sharp light flashed through it, which was thrilling.

Not far away from him, Dongfang Linchen was holding a silk roll in his hand and was carefully wiping a quaint pine-patterned steel sword.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Dongfang Wenyuan quickly, and said slowly: "Grandpa, Yonghui is dead! Moreover, all the eighteen Arhats were seriously injured, and this good show has officially started."

Dongfang Wenyuan nodded faintly and said with a sneer: "This little beast is really not an ordinary monster! Not only did he break Shaolin's Eighteen Golden Body Arhat Formation, but he also slaughtered Yonghui, the old bald donkey."

"However, if he could kill the old bald donkey, he might have taken the kind of thing he had drunk last time?"

When he thought of the explosive spirit liquid Chu Lingyun took that day, Dongfang Wenyuan felt a heat in his heart, and he wished he could plunder it directly and take it for himself.

Unfortunately, Li Shaokang was pressed on it, and although Chu Lingyun had real power in the military headquarters, his identity was placed there.

If I really dare to do this, I am afraid the official would not let my family go so easily.

At that time, one bad thing will be that it will never be restored, and the entire Shangguan family will be wiped out in front of the huge state machine.

"Swish!"

Dongfang Linchen suddenly had a wrist, and suddenly the pine-patterned sword made a clear buzzing sound, and more than ten sword flowers appeared in the air in an instant.

He looked at Dongfang Wenyuan seriously, and the man said in a slow tone:

"Grandpa, that thing is really that powerful and can improve so much strength? Even our masters do not have such powerful drugs. Moreover, this kind of drug usually causes great damage to the body. In severe cases, it may even cause stagnation of cultivation and difficulty in entering a higher level for life."

"No!" Dongfang Wenyuan recalled what happened that day, and finally shook his head slowly: "After that little beast used that drug, it seemed that there was no adverse reaction, and he was not an idiot, so he would do such a thing that cut off the way out."

Dongfang Linchen frowned slightly and asked in surprise: "Grandpa, what do you mean is that even if the medicine in his hand has side effects, it will not cause damage to the body, and there will be no situation where the path to martial arts will be cut off?"

Dongfang Wenyuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "It should be like this in most cases! However, the little beast was practicing physical exercises, and it was impossible to see what the side effects on him were for a while."

Dongfang Linchen frowned and pondered for a moment, then said: "Grandpa, since Yonghui is dead, do you think we will add another fire between Chu Lingyun and Shaolin to make their flames burn more vigorously?"

Dongfang Wenyuan was stunned, then guessed his thoughts, and asked in surprise: "Do you want to attack the Eighteen Arhats?"
Chapter completed!