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Wen Yao didn't think about saying hello to them, but she felt that no one cared about where she went. Besides, Wenting slapped her that night. Even if she did, she still had self-esteem, so she didn't say hello.

Xiao Shun and Song Ling'er looked at each other, and they heard Wen Yan's words on the phone very clearly.

"I... I'll stay outside for a few days, don't worry about me." Wen Yao's face was a little embarrassed, and she hurriedly stood up and walked out the door.

"Don't be self-indulgent. We are worried about you? We are afraid that you will die outside and we can't explain to our family. Are you still angry with Sister Wenting? Didn't you just slap you? As for being so generous?" Wen Yan scolded like a cannon.

Wen Yao is a little older than her and Wenting, but she always only calls Wenting, but she will add the word "sister", but she has no respect for Wen Yao.

"You don't have to worry about my life or death. Even if I'm going to die, I will call my family before I die and tell my family that it has nothing to do with you. Is this okay?"

The Bodhisattva still had the wrath of Vajra. Wen Yao pursed her lips vigorously, and the fat on her face shook twice, and she spoke.

Wen Yan was obviously stunned on the other end of the phone.

She didn't expect that this fat man would dare to talk back.

At that time, if it weren't for the sake of the third uncle or Wen Yao's father, they would never have taken her out. They would have felt embarrassed when they followed such an ugly monster of about 300 pounds.

"Ha, you have a bad temper. OK. You can die wherever you want. As long as you don't implicate us! When you go back, you can go back by yourself and stop following us again. Don't want to be embarrassed because of you. Do you hear it clearly?"

Wen Yan hung up the phone angrily after saying that.

Wen Yao's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, tears burst out from her eyes, and her heart was cold as if it was frozen. She couldn't help but ask, is this really my brothers and sisters?

When they returned to the living room, Xiao Shun and the other two saw that her eyes were red, and it was obvious that they had just cried.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Shun asked.

"It's okay, I forgot to say hello to them, which made them worry. My cousin, she has a bad temper, so you can laugh." Wen Yao said with a forced smile.

This is someone else's family matter. Since she doesn't want to say it, Xiao Shun and the others don't ask much, but they probably know what's going on.

"Okay, don't think too much, just have a meal first, it will be cold in a while." Xiao Shun said.

Wen Yao nodded and picked up chopsticks into the bowl with a dull look.

Since there were no servants or security guards in the villa to enter and exit the door, a visual intercom doorbell was installed in the living room.

Xiao Shun and the others were sitting on the sofa chatting after lunch, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Why is he here?" Xiao Shun looked at the video phone screen hanging on the wall at the door, and said a little surprised.

"Zhou Tianheng?" Song Ling'er quickly recognized the visitor outside the door and said in confusion.

Xiao Shun said "um" and was about to get up: "I'll go and see what he's here to do."

"Let me open the door, I just need to exercise." Wen Yao said with a smile, and then trotted out of the living room without waiting for Xiao Shun to speak.

It is not surprising that Zhou Tianheng was able to find this place.

The Wu Xie knows Xiao Shun's whereabouts very well. As a person whose status in the Central Plains Wu Xie may be second only to Qiu Zhan, it is not difficult to know where Xiao Shun is.

Soon, Zhou Tianheng appeared in the sight of Xiao Shun and others with his favorite disciple, Zhou Yi.

The elixir technique has always been a secret method, and the Zhou family is also a elixir family.

Zhou Yi is the best in the young generation of the Zhou family with the highest talent and understanding.

He looked like a very refreshing and handsome young man, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

Zhou Tianheng is a master of the elixir industry. As Zhou Tianheng's grandson and a proud disciple, he was unconsciously a little arrogant.

He did not attend yesterday's elixir auction.

Therefore, no matter what he said, he would not want to believe that his master would be inferior to a young man about the same age as him.

Although Zhou Tianheng had personally admitted that he was not as good as Xiao Shun before coming, and reminded him not to be rude.

But after all, he is young and energetic, how could he be convinced?

In his opinion, the reason why his grandfather, the respected Master Zhou, came to see Xiao Shun was just a respectful and humble corps, so his eyes were still full of hostility and contempt when he looked at Xiao Shun.

"Zhou came here uninvited, so I'm so bothering you. Please don't mind Mr. Xiao." Zhou Tianheng bowed and said after seeing Xiao Shun.

"Where, Mr. Zhou please sit down." Xiao Shun said lukewarmly.

Zhou Yi glanced at him unhappily. When the people in martial arts saw his master, they were respectful. Xiao Shun was too arrogant and rude. He had no real skills and could only attract attention. He was not very arrogant.

"I wonder what advice Mr. Zhou can give me during this trip?"

As soon as Zhou Tianheng sat down, Xiao Shun asked.

Zhou Tianheng was slightly stunned for a moment, his expression a little stiff.

He came from afar, and Xiao Shun seemed to have no intention of even letting him drink tea.

As a master of elixirs, Zhou Tianheng has never felt such grievances?

"I dare not take the advice. Mr. Xiao is young. His performance at the pill auction yesterday really made Zhou embarrassed. Today I came to communicate with Mr. Xiao for a while. I wonder if he has free time?"

Zhou Tianheng suppressed his unhappiness and said with a stiff smile.

Xiao Shun looked up at him, pondered for a moment, and smiled playfully: "Communication? Communication is communication. What can Mr. Zhou teach me?"

"This..." Zhou Tianheng frowned and was speechless.

The elixirs that Xiao Shun showed them yesterday were almost flawless in terms of quality. They were all top-quality works, and he really had nothing to teach Xiao Shun.

However, being questioned in person with such mercy was really embarrassing to him.

Xiao Shun and Zhou Tianheng have no grudges and no grudges. The reason why they are so aggressive is naturally his purpose and poaching.

After the establishment of the Xinwu Alliance, and the martial arts school on Song Qingzhou will be completed in the future, a large amount of elixir will be needed.

It is obviously impossible to refine elixirs by him and Song Ling'er. It is time-consuming and laborious to temporarily recruit a group of people to teach alchemy techniques, and he also has some concerns about teaching the alchemy recipes to those who are not reliable.

Zhou Tianheng can supply the entire Central Plains Martial Association elixir. I believe that there must be a large number of talents who can refine elixirs, and Xiao Shun also has a way to control him.

Zhou Tianheng himself has a elixir recipe, and according to Xiao Shun's judgment, that is his true level.
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