Dragon Sword God

Chapter 266
Sen Luo Temple?Xiang Hao's eyes froze, and he knew that Sen Luo Temple was not a righteous sect after hearing the name.

"How many people have you dispatched? Are you helping the Xiao family or the Chang family?" Xiang Hao asked again.

"I can't say that." Said the boy of Sen Luo Dian, who was pressed by Xiang Hao's sword on his neck.

Chick, Xiang Hao swung his sword directly, and cut off an arm of this young man from the Sen Luo Temple.

"If you don't say it, you will die now. Don't doubt whether my sword can cut off your head." Xiang Hao said coldly, full of murderous intent.

"30 people, and ten more people, led by Shengzi, are now in the Xiao family, and the Xiao family has been in contact with Sen Luodian."

"Where is your Senluo Palace headquarters?" Xiang Hao asked indifferently.

"This, I really can't say this, King Sen Luo will destroy my whole family." Xiao Luo's face turned pale immediately.

"Can't you say it? Then you go to hell to meet the real King Senluo!" Xiang Hao stopped talking nonsense immediately, and killed the young man of Senluo Palace with a sword.

It's not that Xiang Hao is ruthless, it's that he has come a long way, he knows the enemy's viciousness, so in many cases, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to himself.

Next, Xiang Hao recruited a few people to clean up the corpses and bloodstains in the inn. When He Yan came back, the corpses had been taken away, but the large bloodstains on the ground were not yet clear, and a strong bloody smell wafted around.

He Yan had never seen so much blood, her face was a little pale, but she still asked Xiang Hao worriedly: "Are you injured?"

"No." In order to ease He Yan's mood, Xiang Hao deliberately put on an air of superiority, and said brazenly: "It's just a bunch of scumbags, not qualified to hurt your great Brother Xiang."

"Qianqianqian, narcissistic, clean it up, and fix the damaged place, or you won't be allowed to eat tonight." He Yan quickly ran up to the second floor, his pace was a bit hurried.

Xiang Hao has been staring at He Yan's beautiful figure disappearing around the corner, then turned his head, smiled at a person who was cleaning the blood on the ground: "Brother, please do me a favor, find some craftsmen who can repair houses, Fix the damage in the inn."

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That night, the craftsman helped the damaged area overnight, while Xiang Hao and He Yan ate in a room on the second floor.

He Yan cooked a piece of fish, fried a plate of shredded potatoes, and stewed pork rib soup. Xiang Hao devoured it hungrily, and ate it stuffedly.

In fact, at Xiang Hao's current state, it is useless to eat these things, but He Yan's dishes are so delicious that Xiang Hao has to admire this girl's craftsmanship.

He Yan propped his chin with his white and tender hands, half lying on the dining table, staring at Xiang Hao, who was like a wind and cloud, without blinking, smiled, very touching, and asked softly: "Brother Xiang, is it delicious?"

"Mmm... delicious." Xiang Hao said vaguely.

"After eating my food, you have to promise me one thing." He Yan's expression suddenly became serious, as if he had something important to say.

"You talk first." Xiang Hao picked up the pork rib soup and started drinking it.

"I want to practice, and I want you to be my master."

"Pfft! I'm leaving!" Xiang Hao spat out a mouthful of soup.

"You haven't promised to be my master, so don't leave." He Yanxiu frowned, stared at Xiang Hao, and stopped Xiang Hao.

"I can't do it. My own cultivation is problematic. Senior He is ten times stronger than me. He is still your father. When Senior He comes back, he will naturally teach you." Xiang Hao said with a wry smile.

"I want you to be my master, otherwise, you can marry me, you choose."

"Gah." Xiang Hao was taken aback for a moment: "What kind of logic is this?"

"Beautiful girl logic, you have to choose anyway." He Yan stared at Xiang Hao, refusing to budge.

"Let's talk about it later. Now we have to deal with the Xiao family and the Chang family. Hey, even the Sen Luo Palace is involved." Xiang Hao rubbed his temples, said with a headache, trying to divert He Yan's attention.

"Ah." At this moment, a scream suddenly came from downstairs.

"What's going on?" Xiang Hao frowned, and when he said this, there were several screams from downstairs.

"Did the Xiao family send someone here again?" He Yan straightened the wrinkled skirt and asked softly.

"Probably so." Xiang Hao's eyes were a little cold: "Don't come down here, I'll go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)