Chapter 62 (1/2)
Since Lu Feichen sent people to arrest Luo Xiu's relatives and put him in the dead, Luo Xiu knew that he would never be able to go back to the Xiaoyao outer gate.
His parents and sister have the protection of the hunter guild for free, so Luoxiu can fly far away to experience and improve his cultivation strength.
As long as he doesn't die, his cultivation grows stronger and stronger, and no one dares to touch his relatives.
Strong strength is the foundation of our foothold.
However, Lu Mengyao was involved in this incident. Naturally, Luo Xiu could not just leave.
He must meet Lu Mengyao and ask her whether to stay at Xiaoyao's gate or leave with him.
Because this is a personal matter of gratitude and resentment, the hunter guild will not directly intervene, so Luoxiu can only take a business approach, issue a reward task, and get the help of the strong in the guild.
”In the xiaoyaomen, what is the cultivation strength of those inner elders?” After Luo xiulue pondered slightly, he asked Wen Qianhong.
”In addition to the seriously injured Xiaoyao leader, he used to be the king's four levels. At present, the most powerful are di Sigu and Kong Qingyu, who compete for the position of leader. They are both three levels of king.” Wen Qianhong said.
Hearing this, Luo Xiu nodded, which means that as long as he invited a strong man in the four realms of the king of martial arts, he should be able to ensure his own safety.
This time, he is preparing to go deep into the tiger's den to face Lu Feichen and Lu Mengyao. Therefore, the first premise is to ensure that his safety will not go wrong.
In Wen Qianhong's surprised eyes, Luo Xiu takes out three treasures from the storage ring.
A ground level inferior war sword, a diamond array plate with flashing black luster, and a fire red jade bottle.
Seeing these three things, Wen Qianhong can be sure that Luo Xiu must have been inherited by a strong man of the king of Wu, because it is the second sword he has taken out just because he is inferior to the ground level.
What's more, the other two things, one is the fifth level array treasure, and the other is supposed to be five grade pills.
Luo Xiu put these three things on the table, looked at Wen Qianhong and said, ”I want to ask a strong man from the four realms of king to help me.”
Wen Qianhong did not speak, but first checked whether these three treasures belonged to the category of the fifth order.
”Fire cloud pill? That's a good thing
Wen Qianhong's eyes brightened slightly when he saw the pills in the jade bottle.
Immediately, he put the three treasures away directly and said with a smile, ”I happen to be the fourth realm of King Wu, so I personally accept your commission.”
”Thank you very much Luo Xiu immediately stood up to salute. If Wen Qianhong helped him, it would be better.
”You don't have to thank me. I should take your things and do things for you.” Wen Qianhong didn't receive a gift from Luo Xiu, and he had a clear distinction between public and private.
After that, Wen Qianhong sent a letter to Xiaoyao outer gate.
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”Letter from President Wen?”
In the Xiaoyao gate, Lu Feichen was stunned when he received the letter. When he saw what was written in the letter, his face changed instantly.
”What a Luoxiu, I despise you. I can even invite the president of the article!” Lu Feichen's eyes flash.
He immediately took out the transmission box and contacted his master, the elder Kong Qingyu.
”Since President Wen appeared, it would be all right to see him.” Kong Qingyu quickly gave a reply.
For Luo Xiu, with Wen Qianhong's negotiation, he just needs to wait.
Before long, Wen Qianhong found him and said, ”Lu Feichen has already responded. Come with me.”
Following Wen Qianhong, Luo Xiu walked out of the hunter guild branch and came to a luxurious restaurant in Yunlong County.
In the private room on the top floor of the restaurant, when Luo Xiu walks behind Wen Qianhong and enters, he sees Lu Feichen waiting in the private room.
In addition to Lu Feichen, there is an old man with grey hair and a middle-aged man with a goatee.
”President Wen.” Lu Feichen and the old man with crane hair and childish face rose to salute Wen Qianhong.
Luoxiu noticed that the middle-aged man with a goatee didn't get up to salute. Obviously, his identity should not be simple.
Opposite the three, Wen Qianhong and Luo Xiu sat down.
”Ha ha, if you can let president Wen show up in person, is this little guy your new talent?” The middle-aged man with goatee suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.