Evergreen Immortal.

Qinghe City, a grand mansion.

The plaque in front of the door has not been hung yet.

The Zhang family's property is spread across most of Anning Prefecture, and Qinghe is no exception.

The neighbors near this house all know that it has been bought by someone, but no one knows that it is the famous Zhang family.

A gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the mansion.

The coachman reminded:

"Master Zhang, we're here."

He lifted the curtain.

Zhang Hao got off the carriage, smelling of alcohol.

"Wei Ming, he's a great man."

He hurried to Qinghe just for the drinking party he had finally arranged tonight.

He had just met Wei Ming.

The general flag of the Annan Army was also a generous person, and he had already called him a brother.

This was a good start.

As soon as Zhang Hao got off the carriage, he saw the steward standing at the door and circling anxiously.

"Huh?"

Zhang Hao frowned slightly.

He had asked the steward to stay where he was and come to Qinghe to meet him after the carriage was repaired.

Now, the steward looked worried.

"Could it be that the goods were lost?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao took two steps forward and snorted coldly: "What happened?"

The steward saw that it was Master Zhang Er, and hurriedly trotted forward: "Master Er Er."

He looked hesitant.

Zhang Hao was even more displeased and shouted, "Hurry up and tell me!"

The steward's legs went weak and he almost knelt down, crying:

"It's... the third young master."

"The third young master took people to the forest, saying he was going to hunt, but he hasn't come back after a night."

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid something happened."

When Zhang Hao heard this, his brows relaxed instead: "Is the goods lost?"

The steward was stunned, and then nodded repeatedly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "No, no."

Zhang Hao nodded: "It's okay if it's not lost. Since the person is missing, send someone to find him."

"It's so embarrassing to be so trembling about such a small matter!"

"Okay, I need to rest."

After saying that, he walked past the steward and strode into the house.

The steward's eyes became complicated.

"The second master is really heartless."

Most of the time, the father and son of a wealthy family are superficially loving.

Zhang Hao, the second master of the Zhang family, is even worse.

He is so cruel to his seven sons, beating and scolding them at any time, and rarely caring about them.

According to him, it is called raising wolves.

Zhang Hao has the nickname "Evil Wolf" in the martial arts world, and he likes it very much. He thinks it is a recognition of his strength.

He is an evil wolf, so his son is naturally a wolf cub.

Zhang Hao never cares about the internal fighting between brothers.

He only cares about whether he can kill a wolf that can become the wolf king.

If he can't become the wolf king, then he is not worthy of being his son. Since he is not his son, there is no need to worry about it. Zhang He's safety is not even as good as a truck of goods.

Qinghe Branch.

Li Mansion.

A candle is lit.

Li Rui came back by climbing over the wall. He threw the blood-stained clothes into the brazier. The flames rose and soon devoured the clothes and turned them into ashes.

"It's the Zhang family."

When he was dealing with the corpses, he took out all the things on those people.

Among them was the Zhang family's waist badge.

He realized that these people were all servants of the Zhang family, and the domineering young man was the son of the second master of the Zhang family.

"I heard from Zhang Yang that the Zhang family has been making a lot of moves in Qinghe recently."

"It seems that the Zhang family also wants to get a piece of the pie in Qinghe."

This is normal.

It's not just the Zhang family.

Soon, Qinghe will gather one alliance, two gangs and three families, and even many forces from Anning Prefecture will come, but they will be slower than these parties.

"Qinghe is getting more and more lively."

What is Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon?

Qinghe will soon be realized.

As for the Zhang family's revenge?

Li Rui is not worried.

There is no one living in the deep mountains for hundreds of miles, and he is cautious. After tonight, the corpses will be eaten by wolves, and even the God of Detectives will be helpless.

Unless the Zhang family has the ability to tell fortunes.

Otherwise, it is impossible to find him.

Fortune telling?

Li Rui has even analyzed this. There are really people in the world who can tell the secrets of the sky, but they are definitely not something that a small Zhang family can afford.

So, he is safe now.

The people of the Zhang family died in vain.

Li Rui did not delay. After all, it is not safe to stay overnight.

He still had a lot of medicine from Han Qin's prescription, which was enough.

He didn't have the stupid villain habit of hiding treasures and waiting for others to come.

That night.

He ground the spiritual soil and took it in batches to prevent the medicine from being too strong and exploding his body.

He continued to take it after ensuring that he could withstand the next dose of medicine.

Once, twice, three times...

It was already noon the next day when he took all the spiritual soil.

Li Rui didn't sleep all night.

But he was very energetic.

He was now a jade bone, one step away from Liujin. According to the storybook, it should be called half-step Liujin Daquan.

Moreover, he realized the true qi in advance and was even trying to gather qi to form.

These are all things that only masters of the seventh-grade Liujin realm can do.

Gathering qi to form is even possible for those warriors with deep accumulation in Liujin realm.

Li Rui is now getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later.

What he lacks from Liujin is just the accumulation of qi and blood, which means that he has not practiced enough and has not taken enough medicine.

Others have sufficient qi and blood and worry about maintaining their qi, but he is the opposite.

Maybe this is the trouble of genius?

After handling everything, he pushed open the door in a happy mood.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao were standing outside the door.

Seeing Li Rui finally go out, Yang Yong smiled: "Old Li, you are old, you should stay up less in the future."

He and Wang Zhao saw that the light in Li Rui's room was on all night.

Generally speaking.

Li Rui would get up at noon and practice in the courtyard. They were used to it, but today, for the first time, the door was kept closed.

He didn't even practice.

This made Yang Yong and Wang Zhao panic, fearing that Li Rui would die of old age.

Wang Zhao almost broke the door and rushed in several times.

In the end, he was stopped by Yang Yong.

After all, Old Li is now a martial artist. He has heard that this situation is likely to be a critical moment in seclusion. If he rushes in at this time, it will make Li Rui go crazy.

Wang Zhao was stunned by Yang Yong's mysterious theory, so he had to wait patiently.

So the two of them kept pacing in front of Li Rui's door.

Finally.

Li Rui pushed open the door.

After listening to Yang Yong's story of their mental journey, he smiled.

Those were all jokes that storytellers came up with for the ups and downs of the plot.

The warriors were more than a thousand pounds strong, their blood and qi were fighting bulls, and they were extremely fierce.

How could they go crazy with a slight fright?

Unless it was a sneak attack, that was possible.

Li Rui shook his head, patted the shoulders of the two to show his comfort, and strode out of the house.

"You've taken too much spiritual soil, you need to find some medicine to digest it."

He started to work.

He told Yang Yong and Wang Zhao that he wanted to go out for a walk.

Then he strode out of the yard and walked towards the black market.