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"It is true that some older herbs are still needed. I will make a list for you. You can let them send them." Ling Xiao is not polite. There are resources of the Nangong family that can be used. Why not do it, let alone Nangong Hongyan can also Use, they will definitely not lose them.

　　 "Well, I will let them send more." Nangong Hongyan didn't talk about the spirit stone. Some things only need to be remembered in the heart, not to say.

Of course, she knows how precious the spirit stone is. In these years, she only saw that Grandpa once took out a spirit stone, or he had gotten it by chance for decades, but the crystal of pure spiritual power is enough to enhance a martial art. The master's first-level practice, and Ling Xiao took it to her without hesitation.

　　 At noon the next day, Ling Xiao went to the residence of Nangong Hongyan for lunch. This was specifically requested by Aunt Xia. She asked Ling Xiao to go to dinner with them after noon and said that it would be enough to have only a few pairs of chopsticks.

　　 "It's not bad to make Xiao Lin a martial artist."

Ling Xiao told Nangong Hongyan what happened to Xiao Lin. In fact, Nangong Hongyan had known for a long time. Now she is paying attention to every move of Ling Xiao. How could she not know such a big thing as running to Zhonghai to grab a relative, However, after the incident happened last night, the original mustache in her heart no longer exists.

　　 Moreover, Nangong Hongyan now feels that Xiao Lin is a little pitiful. She has not been cared for by her family since she was a child. Now she still has to be treated as a victim by her family. If it is changed, she might be crazy.

　　 "You also gave Xiao Lin and Xia Yinxue the body refining potion." Nangong Hongyan guessed it, but she didn't mean to be jealous.

　　 "Well, Xia Yinxue helped get a lot of Chinese medicinal materials from the Emei faction, and they are all my friends. I also want them to be stronger and able to protect themselves in the future." Ling Xiao said frankly.

　　 "Maybe the world will change in the future, and the rise of the warrior will cause a huge change in the order of the human world. Maybe a man can have three wives and four concubines." Nangong Hongyan seemed to be unintentional and seemed to joke.

　　 "Cough cough cough......" Ling Xiao was drinking soup, and he couldn't help coughing when he heard this. He really didn't think about it like this, but what Nangong Hongyan said made sense. Alas, I don’t know what it will look like in the future.

At this moment, Aunt Xia suddenly received a phone call, and then came in with a serious look: "I just received a report. An elder of the Wangwu school came to Hanhai City with a disciple and said that he was looking for the Ling family to settle the bill. It seems that the Ling family hurt his disciples and robbed his disciples."

"Wangwu School? Is it the martial arts secluded in Wangwu Mountain? Strangely, we don't know the warriors of the Wangwu School. When did they hurt their disciples and robbed them of their things?" Ling Xiaorui Say brows puzzled.

"The Wangwu School is a second-rate sect in the martial arts world. In addition to the ninth-level martial arts master, there are only a few martial arts strongmen, but there are only dozens of disciples. Some disdainfully said.

"Please, even the bottom force is stronger than our Ling family, not to mention the strength of the 9th-level Wuzong, I don't dare to imagine it now. Even the second-rate sect has such strength, what about the first-class family and sect?" Ling Xiao He scratched his head and asked, but he didn't care too much. The soldiers came to flood the soil with water, and he wanted to see what the Wangwu School wanted to do.

"The first-class family and sect of the martial arts world must have at least two nine-level martial arts, one of which is the top nine-level martial arts. There must also be more than ten martial arts masters, and there must be potential for impacting nine-level martial arts, and five-level martial arts. The number of people usually exceeds one hundred." Nangong Hongyan explained Ling Xiao in detail.

"Wow, isn't your Nangong family a top force in the martial arts world in this way? There are already three ninth-level martial arts princes. The old man will also hit the legendary realm of martial arts venerable masters. If he succeeds, he will go to a higher level." Ling Xiao exclaimed, and Nangong Hongyan took for granted.

　　 "Ling Xiao, if you join the Nangong family, you can walk sideways in the martial arts world." Xia Qiuchan said jokingly next to her, and squeezed her eyes at Nangong's red face, making the latter blush.

　　 "I don't have to join the Nangong family, and in the future I will one day become an invincible powerhouse. You will also be able to run the martial arts world." Ling Xiao said with a smile, young people have an invincible dream in their hearts.

　　Nangong Hongyan even blushed. Ling Xiao said that they could walk the martial arts world with him. Isn't she suggesting something to her, but she was not good to ask directly, and could only guess in her heart.

　　 "Ling Xiao, would you like us to inquire about the situation of this royal elder?" Nangong Hongyan knew that Ling Xiao was self-respecting, and she asked after thinking about the wording.

"Okay, the channels of the Nangong family are definitely much wider than mine. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com would like to ask you to ask me about the situation of the elders and his disciples of Wangwu School. I am also a little prepared." He knows what he needs and will not refuse the help he needs for no reason.

The news channels of the Nangong family are indeed well-informed. Only at night, they heard that the elder from the Wangwu sent was named Hong Qingyou, a third-level Wuzong, and the disciple he brought was Hong Anming, about 40 years old. Tuotuwawa, as if being bitten by a beast, is only a sixth-level martial artist.

　　 Moreover, Hong Qingyou and Hong Anming have already arrived in Nanfang City. They are asking some friends from the martial arts community about the situation of the Ling Family of Hanhai City. It is estimated that they will be in Hanhai City tomorrow.

"Sixth-level warrior, middle-aged man in his forties, is it him?" Ling Xiao thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of the aura spewing point in the canyon under Wulong Tiankeng, the one who came out halfway wanted to **** his parents' fruit. Warrior.

"I remember when he was besieged by bat groups at that time, we took the opportunity to run, it is possible that his face was injured by those bats." Ling Xiao thought for a moment, a little certain that the warrior was Hong Anming of the Wangwu School. .

"Hey, if you play with a small one and come to the old one, will you call the old one to take charge of it? But how can the head of the Wangwu School say Wu Zong, and other elders may also have senior Wu Zong, it seems that I have to speed up Practice." Ling Xiao felt a pressure.

　　 However, a third-level Wuzong dared to come to the door. Perhaps this is just what Hong Qingyou meant, not the idea of ​​the Wangwu School, so as long as the Hong Qingyou is sent, you can still get some time.

　　Ling Xiao now lacks the most time. As long as he is given time, he believes that he can practice to the 7th or 8th level of Wuzong at most half a year. By that time, he will not be afraid of any Wuzong strong.