Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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Chapter 1200

“It seems that the relationship between Gong Morning Sun and Han Yu is unusual. It is really not easy for him to surrender himself and say such things!” Zhao Bo secretly said in one’s heart. He still knows Gong Morning Sun better.

I started to figure it out. Although it is a good thing to blackmail Han Yu by the opportunity, the face of Gong Morning Sun must be given.

Zhao Mingguang said: “Senior is reasonable, but Junior took it for granted. This piece of thunder-fire pure steel has indeed been able to compensate for our 3 mounts.”

Han Yu was a little surprised. He didn’t expect Zhao Mingguang to talk so well.

Zhao Mingguang glanced at Han Yu and showed a meaningful smile. He changed the front of the conversation: “My father also said just now that my big brother and I were injured by Han Yu that day. Not only did we endure the pain of the injury, but also spent a lot of time. Only the few medicine ingredients are restored. The loss of my big brother and I will naturally be accompanied.”

Gong Morning Sun said: “Then tell me, what compensation is needed?”

Zhao Mingguang said: “On that day, each of our brothers refined a low-grade medicine king before recovering completely. Since Senior came forward today, we dare not impudent, we only need to compensate 2 low-grade medicine kings. As for us The suffering we endure is treated as a catastrophe.”

Gong morning sun is not a fool. The low grade medicine king is so precious. How can it be possible to use the low grade medicine king to heal the injury if you get a little injury.

You know, although the medicine efficacy equivalent of a low grade medicine king is equivalent to the same medicine ingredients of ten grade 9 medicine grades, because medicine king is rare, it is simply priceless. As strong as the ancient forces, even if they exist, they are not many, and they will not be used until they are a last resort.

Zhao Mingguang is obviously a slapstick.

Gong morning sun looked towards Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo smiled without any indication.

If Zhao Mingguang can take this opportunity to come to 2 low grade medicine kings, it will be a good thing for Zhao Family. Zhao Mingguang will receive more care for his contributions, which will be of great benefit to the future.

Gong morning sun’s face became cold, snorted and said: “Are you bullying and not knowing the goods?”

Zhao Bo said: “Brother Morning Sun’s remarks are wrong. What the child said is impossible.”

Zhao Bo pushed the topic to Zhao Mingguang very unconvincingly. He considered his identity and couldn’t understand Han Yu clearly. But Zhao Mingguang is different. Even if the palace morning sun is not upset, will he still lose his face and compete with a younger generation?

Now, Zhao Mingguang is here to negotiate, which is much more convenient than his father.

Zhao Bo’s abacus is wrong. Wakamiya morning sun and Han Yu really have a relationship with the brother. Naturally, Gong morning sun will not take care of Zhao Mingguang for Han Yu.

But Han Yu is the Master of Gong Morning Sun. For Master, what is the face?

“The Little Young Master, you have to talk with your heart.” Gong Morning Sun said lightly, before closing his eyes directly. This is a stark threat.

Zhao Bo browses tightly knit, and he never expected that the morning sun, who has always been arrogant, would say such things. He couldn’t help weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and gave Zhao Mingguang a wink.

Since Gong Morning Sun has already lowered his face, he can’t don’t give face anymore. It makes this guy anxious, but he can do anything.

“Senior said it.” Zhao Mingguang bent down slightly, and there was a hint of hostility in the depths of his eyes. After lifts the head, nothing happened. He looked towards Han Yu and said: “Looking at the face of Senior today, I don’t care about it too much with you, but the big brother and I have suffered in vain. Since you are here to apologize sincerely, that’s okay, just kowtow to my big brother and me.”

Zhao Mingguang said it very easily. It seems that Han Yu gave him kowtow and admit your mistake, which is as it should be by rights.

In fact, Zhao Mingguang is hiding evil intentions.

If Han Yu really knelt down today, he would never be able to raise his head, let alone talk about the future.

In that palace, in front of the sky mirror.

“Reporting to Great Elder, it has been found out. At the moment when the shining mirror was shaking, it was Gong morning sun who brought a man named Han Yu into our Zhao Family.”

“What are they doing?”

“Han Yu and Zhao Mingchen, Zhao Mingxi, and Zhao Mingguang have some grievances, and Gong Morning Sun brought them to apologize.”

“Who is with them now?”

“Zhao Bo.”

“You secretly inform Zhao Bo that you must keep the two people in Zhao Family for a period of time anyway, and the old man personally observes them with a celestial mirror.”

“Yes!”

In the side hall, murderous aura rushes into the sky.

“clang!”

The sword on the back of Gong Morning Sun suddenly burst out of its sheath.

“Gong morning sun, what are you going to do?” Zhao Bo was shocked. Dao Palace morning sun is so courageous to do it at Zhao Family?

Zhao Mingguang was frightened and almost fell to the ground.

“How about compensation for all losses of Zhao Family with this sword?” Gong Morning Sun’s sword flew in front of Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo looked at the palace morning sun in surprise.

Gong morning sun is addicted to the sword as his life, the sword is his life, today he actually handed over his sword to apologize for Han Yu, this is incredible.

Han Yu stared wide-eyed, stared at the palace morning sun in a daze.

“The sword is not necessary, but the Master must not be wronged!” Gong morning sun secretly sounded a transmission to Han Yu.

Han Yu was extremely moved, but didn’t say anything.

Zhao Mingguang was so frightened that he never dared to impudent anymore.

“Are you really willing to compensate them for their losses with your sword?” Zhao Bo still couldn’t believe it.

This sword was so cold that it didn’t urge at all, but it seemed to be able to freeze the void. It was as strong as Zhao Bo, and in front of this sword, there was a feeling of tremor.

The sword of the palace morning sun is only a low-level Sovereign soldier, but the material used for refining the sword is Myriad Cold Iron, which is the treasure of the second only to divine material. At the very least, it can refine the top-level Sovereign soldier. If it is in the hands of a powerful Saint, it is possible to refine Holy Weapon.

This sword, originally the palace morning sun, was going to accompany him throughout his life and accompany him to prove the magic weapon of Martial Saint Realm.

“Will you still go back?” Gong Morning Sun stared at Zhao Bo. In that way, it seems that Zhao Bo dares to talk nonsense, he will definitely tear him up.

“Zhao Family, for all the humiliation and loss today, I, Han Yu, swear to God, I will definitely ask for it back again!” Han Yu’s fist clenched tightly.

In order to see his mother, he endured!

“Hahaha… Brother Morning Sun joked. Just now it was just a test of Han Yu’s sincerity. Now it seems that he is sincerely apologizing. How can we want Brother Morning Sun’s sword. Brother Morning Sun, please take it back!” Zhao Bo fanned his sleeves, and the sword flew towards the palace morning sun.

Gong morning sun grabbed the sword and thrust it back into the scabbard with his backhand.

“Clang when!”

There was a loud noise that shook the entire side hall trembling, which clearly meant to demonstrate.

Zhao Bo didn’t care either, looking towards Zhao Mingguang and said: “Mingguang, Han Yu’s heart to apologize is no problem. You accept that piece of material. From now on, the grievances between you will be bought and sold.”

“Yes, father!” Zhao Mingguang didn’t dare to make a mistake, came over and took away the thunder-fire pure steel from Han Yu, without saying a word, and went back to stand beside Zhao Bo.

Han Yu was a little surprised. Just now, in Zhao Bo’s eyes, he saw the greedy look of the morning sun sword in the palace. Why did he suddenly change his face?