Pick up an assassin as a wife

From a distance, you can see a group of people from the Yuwen family walking toward the mansion of the Ouyang family.

There were more than 30 people in this group. Except for Yuwen Huangji at the front, there were four burly King Kongs behind him. The rest were all members of the Yuwen family.

This group of people is really impressive, worthy of the Yuwen family.

Ouyang Zhengtian and Ouyang Lie, who came out of the main hall, also saw the Yuwen family from a distance and walked towards the front to greet them.

"Master Yuwen, what kind of wind is this that brings you here today?" Ouyang Zhengtian said as he walked over with a smile on his face.

When Emperor Yuwen heard what Ouyang Zhengtian said, he burst out laughing.

"It's bad wind! Bad wind..."

"Brother Ouyang, it seems that I, Yuwen Huangji, am going to disturb you in your Ouyang family this time." Yuwen Huangji laughed and said.

Hearing what Yuwen Huangji said in front of him, Ouyang Zhengtian smiled slightly.

"It's okay, my Ouyang family doesn't have much else, but the mansion does have a lot... The head of the Yuwen family just wants to make trouble here, haha."

"Please come in quickly, please come in."

As he spoke, Ouyang Zhengtian invited Yuwen Huangji in front of him to speak.

Then Yuwen Huangji took long strides and walked toward the main hall of the Yuwen family with the people behind him.

When Ouyang Zhengtian was talking to Yuwen Huangji just now, he inadvertently turned his eyes and saw an old man in civilian clothes following behind Yuwen Huangji.

To be honest, Ouyang Zhengtian didn't recognize it at first.

As he walked forward, he turned his head and glanced at the old man in cloth clothes who was following Yuwen Huangji again. At this sight, he was stunned.

Because he suddenly remembered who he was in his mind!

And what about the old man in commoner clothes? At this moment, he was looking at Ouyang Zhengtian with a kind smile on his face.

Ouyang Zhengtian was walking with Emperor Yuwen in front of him looking forward, but at this moment he suddenly stopped, and his third brother Ouyang Lie, who was following him closely, couldn't help but be startled.

"You...you are...Kunlun's Feng Lao?" Ouyang Zhengtian in front of him suddenly said with unbelievable eyes shining brightly at the old man in civilian clothes in front of him.

The old man in commoner clothes slowly took two steps forward.

"Master Ouyang's eyesight is so good... It has been almost ten years, and I can't believe that I still remember me... Haha!" The old man in common clothes who spoke was of course from Kunlun: Xuanmen Grandmaster, Feng Qingzi.

After Feng Qingzi admitted his identity, Ouyang Zhengtian in front of him was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"Mr. Feng! Is it really you?"

"Oh my God, I didn't expect you to go down to Kunlun Mountain!" Ouyang Zhengtian walked over in front of him, stretched out his hand and excitedly held Kunlun Feng Qingzi's old hands.

Ouyang Lie, who was behind Ouyang Zhengtian, also had his eyes widened, looking at Feng Qingzi in front of him with disbelief...

"Feng Lao... Could this be the strange man of the generation that my father has been talking about all day long, Kunlun: Feng Lao, the master of Xuanmen?"

Facing Mr. Feng in front of them, Ouyang Zhengtian and Ouyang Lie all expressed extremely surprised expressions.

Feng Qingzi smiled slightly and said, "How are you doing, old man?"

"Hey! I haven't seen him for a long time since we said goodbye a few years ago... I wonder how he is doing lately?" Feng Qingzai asked with a smile.

"My father is fine now! He always mentions Feng Lao in front of us when he is fine..." Ouyang Zhengtian said with a smile.

"The old man is a great hero! To be honest, I, Feng Qingzi, only admire three and a half people in my life, and one of them is your old man." Feng Qingzi said with a smile.

To be honest, the person who can convince this Xuanmen master is certainly not an ordinary person.

On this side, Yuwen Huangji was listening to their words and seemed to be in a bad mood. He couldn't help but groan in his nose.

"My father is out of quarantine these days. Feng Lao can have a good time with my father." Ouyang Zhengtian said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"I really want to meet the old man!" Feng Qingzi said with a smile.

"Mr. Feng, let's go inside first... Come on, come on, come on, please come over here!" Ouyang Zhengtian said, inviting Feng Qingzi in front of him.

So Feng Qingzi followed Ouyang Zhengtian and Ouyang Lie towards the main hall, and Yuwen Huangji also followed.

In the hall of the Ouyang family at this moment, Ouyang Zhengtian, Ouyang Lie, Yuwen Huangji and Feng Qingzi who came in were all sitting on their seats. Next to them were steaming cups of fine Pu'er tea served by servants.

"Why did Patriarch Yuwen suddenly come to our Jinghai City as a guest this time?" Ouyang Zhengtian looked at Emperor Yuwen with a smile and said.

Emperor Yuwen smiled unnaturally and said: "To be honest, my Yuwen family came to Jinghai City this time for a big event, so I took the liberty to bother you."

"What's the big deal?" Ouyang Zhengtian asked, pretending not to know.

But when Yuwen Huangji sighed deeply, hey!

"My family's most precious treasure was stolen by a treacherous villain!" A sentence slowly came out of Yuwen Huangji's mouth.

When he said it, Ouyang Zhengtian in front of him looked shocked. He pretended to ask with an unusual expression: "Huh? Someone can steal things from the Yuwen family? This is incredible..."

Yuwen Huangji knew in his heart that the people of the Ouyang family had actually known the secret for a long time, but they were just pretending not to know it now... At this moment, he couldn't help but muttered: "Yes! My family's treasure has indeed been stolen."

"Why……"

"I really didn't expect something like this to happen." Ouyang Zhengtian said pretending to be full of regret.

"By the way, everyone knows that the Yuwen family is full of treasures. I wonder what precious things the Yuwen family has lost?" Ouyang Zhengtian asked in front of him.

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

"It's my family's heirloom, the Xuanyuan Sword." Emperor Yuwen spat out a few words with a cold expression on his face.

"Xuanyuan Sword?"

"It's impossible... Someone dares to steal the Xuanyuan Sword?" Ouyang Zhengtian said, pretending to be surprised.

Then Yu Wenhuang said: "Yes!"

"Those bastards who are not afraid of death, if I, Yuwen Huangji, catch them, they will definitely die a miserable death!" Yuwen Huangji in front of him clenched his fists tightly and said angrily.

"Can the Yuwen Family Master now find out who stole the noble's Xuanyuan Sword?" Ouyang Zhengtian asked.

"Already have some clues!"

"And I already know that the gang of bastards who stole my family's Xuanyuan Sword have arrived in Jinghai City!" Emperor Yuwen said with murderous intent.