The strongest starting system

Chapter 172 The Birth of a Heavy Treasure?

Zhao Wushuang walked into the lobby according to the route he remembered. As for why he chose to go to the lobby, it was because at night, only that place was brightly lit, as if some kind of celebration banquet was being held.

Zhao Wushuang walked to the door, looked at the lively scene inside, couldn't help being infected, and smiled slightly.

"Fourth Elder really gave birth to a good daughter. Ruoruo has made a lot of achievements in cultivation at a young age. Look at my incompetent son. He knows how to play with a street gangster like him all day long. Not in good shape tonight." A guest official of the Zhao family sighed and said leisurely.

"Hehe, Chen Keqing praised me a lot. My daughter was lucky enough to get a yacon, otherwise it would be impossible to break through to the sixth heaven of warriors so quickly." Zhao Kuitian laughed, but it was difficult to hide it under his humble posture Pride and pride in the eyes.

"Fourth elder, don't be so modest. Is Ruoruo coming back to visit relatives?" Chen Keqing asked.

"Yes, it's hard to avoid being homesick after half a year of practicing outside." Zhao Kuitian nodded noncommittally.

"It's such a blessing to have this girl." Chen Keqing sighed with a wry smile.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Wushuang also saw many acquaintances, including the Fifth Elder Zhao Langtian and Patriarch Zhao Yingtian. These people were in a state of excitement and celebration at this time, and no one noticed Zhao Wushuang's arrival.

Zhao Ruoruo was exchanging greetings with his family peers at this moment, when he noticed that there was a figure not coming in at the door, he turned his head curiously.

Peng Lang!

The cup fell to the ground in free fall and shattered into pieces. Zhao Ruoruo stared at the familiar face at the door with his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly opened, and his brain didn't turn around for a while.

The sound of the glass breaking attracted everyone's attention. They thought that something happened to Zhao Ruoruo, but when they followed her gaze, they heard the sound of glass breaking again.

"Unparalleled!"

"Shuanger!"

Zhao Yingtian came to Zhao Wushuang with a whoosh. He carefully looked at Zhao Wushuang's appearance from head to toe, and couldn't help crying: "Wu Shuang, I haven't seen you in half a year, I've grown taller."

"Patriarch." Zhao Wushuang grinned.

"Good! Kuangtian's son did not disappoint me, good! Good!" Zhao Yingtian was so excited that he hurriedly dragged Zhao Wushuang in.

"Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle." Zhao Wushuang greeted them one by one.

"Sure enough, a boy born from a hero! The son of the boss is really good." Zhao Kuitian nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems that the boss can rest assured that this kid's realm can't even be seen through by my fifth uncle." Zhao Langtian laughed.

While Zhao Wushuang was chatting with them, Zhao Ruoruo hadn't recovered from his surprise.

"Sister Ruoruo, what's the matter?" a member of the Zhao family asked.

"Could he be number one in the Dynasty Grand Competition?" Zhao Ruoruo murmured.

"What? Sister Ruoruo, what are you mumbling about?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I must have guessed wrong." Zhao Ruoruo put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind and regained his composure.

How could Zhao Wushuang be number one in the Dynasty Grand Competition? Half a year ago, he was just a warrior. I heard that the number one this time is Wu Wang Liuchongtian. Although the two have the same name, their realm can be said to be worlds apart. do not.

But why when I saw him, I felt like I was in a deep quagmire. I felt that he was extremely powerful, far beyond what I could compare?

"Ruoruo, come over and say hello to your cousin." Zhao Kuitian ordered.

"Oh, good." Zhao Ruoruo quickly trotted up to Zhao Wushuang, saluted politely and said with a smile, "Hello, cousin."

Zhao Wushuang smiled and nodded.

"It just so happens that the two sons of my Zhao family are returning today, so we will not return tonight if we are not drunk!" Zhao Yingtian was full of pride, and directly drank the fine wine in his hand.

"Good!" the crowd shouted.

Ever since, the celebration continued like a raging fire, Zhao Wushuang greeted everyone very politely, the smile on his face never stopped, it felt like his face was going to freeze.

Finally, Zhao Wushuang found a corner to sit and enjoy the quiet moment quietly. He swayed the wine in his glass and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

"It's better at home."

Zhao Ruoruo walked towards him at this time, and sat down directly beside him, her beautiful face was now full of tangled expressions.

"What's the matter? Do you have something to tell me?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

Zhao Ruoruo bit her lip lightly, and said slowly: "I heard that your Luo Tianzong won the first place in the dynasty competition this time."

"It's true." Zhao Wushuang nodded, and drank the fine wine in his cup.

"I also heard that the first one is called Zhao Wushuang." Zhao Ruoruo blushed a little, she knew it was a bit inappropriate to say this, but she still wanted to ask clearly.

"It's me." Zhao Wu said vaguely with a bunch of grapes in his hands and two more in his mouth.

"Puchi!" Zhao Ruoruo couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wushuang stopped his movements in astonishment and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you for half a year, and I found Brother Wushuang to be more humorous." Zhao Ruoruo smiled and left.

"Inexplicable." Zhao Wushuang didn't understand what she meant.

A woman is a mysterious creature. Although Zhao Wushuang is not a straight man, he still can't understand what she wants to express from her strange words.

The dinner lasted until midnight, and everyone was so drunk that they didn't use their spiritual power to get rid of the drunkenness, because this kind of celebration was rare, and they needed to relax on weekdays.

Zhao Wushuang went back to the house where the cheap old man used to live. Although no one lived here for half a year, the furniture and floors were still spotless. It is not difficult to see that it is often cleaned on weekdays.

Smelling the familiar smell, Zhao Wushuang slept very soundly that night.

Early in the morning of the second day, a special maid brought the toiletries and breakfast, and Zhao Wushuang ate briefly before going out.

As soon as he went out, Zhao Wushuang saw a guard running towards the meeting hall in a hurry.

"What's the situation?" Out of curiosity, Zhao Wushuang followed behind, wanting to see what happened.

"Patriarch! There is a spiritual riot on the back mountain. I am afraid that there is a heavy treasure born!" The guard said hurriedly, still panting heavily, looking very tired.

"Is the news accurate?" Zhao Yingtian frowned and asked.

"Well, the Wang family and the Liu family have already rushed to the back mountain, and the City Lord's Mansion should have received the news." The guard nodded quickly.

"In that case, pass my order, and all the warriors of the family will set off with me!" Zhao Yingtian acted vigorously, and immediately rushed towards the back mountain with his guards.

"Chongbao was born?" Zhao Wushuang rubbed his chin. It stands to reason that the spiritual power riot may be the battle of the strong, or it may be the tide of spiritual power. Perhaps it is a bit inappropriate for Chongbao to be born.

"Let's see." Zhao Wushuang's heart moved, and he quietly followed behind them, also rushing to the back mountain.

(End of this chapter)