Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 340 Are You Satisfied With This Condition?
With the emergence of the order of dragon, pan and tiger, this kind of competition has actually been greatly reduced, but it does not mean that it does not exist.

Among Ying Zi's singers, he holds two gold medals and one bronze medal. He is simply very rich.

For those masters of the rivers and lakes, it has an immeasurable allure.

Now that Su Changfeng has nothing to do to offer Yin Sheng, it is by no means a good thing.

"With such a warm invitation, if you don't go, you'll be under the face of others."

"Needless to say, we'll go right away."

Ying Zige said indifferently.

"Listen to your son."

The two old men hesitated for a moment, looked at each other and stopped dissuading them.

They want to dissuade them, but they just want to do more than do less.

After all, with the two of them around, it is not so easy for others to win the gold medal.

What's more, Ying Zige is an unfathomable kid. If others want to take the gold medal from him, they are simply picking chestnuts from the fire.

"Hehe, please hurry please!"

Su Changfeng's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing another meaningful smile.

There are thousands of sharpness hidden in that smile.

He didn't know it was.

At this time, Ying Zige was also smiling happily.

【Hehe, ah, you really think I don't know that this kid is here for my gold medal? 】

【Why didn't I go for his gold medal? 】

While speaking, under the leadership of the Su family slaves, a group of people headed straight for comfort.

Comfortable.

A master of pavilions and pavilions.

The fragrance of flowers is tangy, and all kinds of young fruit trees are transplanted from all over the place, which looks extremely majestic.

The entire Su Family Manor is like a garden of flowers and plants, it is simply huge.

At this moment, a group of people came here, and Ying Zige frowned.

[The scene is so big?My little palace is nothing more than three pavilions and a small courtyard. 】

[Here, there are endless pavilions, among which there are rockeries all over, and there are cranes flying around. This scene is comparable to Xianyang Palace. 】

Ying Zige just complained a little, and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Guys, please wait a moment. The house slaves are making an announcement now, and my father will come to welcome them all soon."

Su Changfeng smiled and said politely.

"You don't have to be so polite."

Ying Zige answered casually.

After that moment, the door suddenly opened, and a group of people came out in mighty force.

"Hahaha!"

Before the person arrived, a burst of hearty laughter was already heard.

The one who laughed was the leader, a middle-aged man in a black robe.

I saw that he had a strong back and a strong waist, and he had an extraordinary momentum on his body.

Especially in a pair of eyes, the wolf looks forward, looking shining.

"Congratulations, everyone. I heard from my slave that this son and my patriarch hit it off right away, so he was brought here by my patriarch."

"Treat this place as your own home, don't be polite."

That middle-aged man is the owner of the house, Su Can.

"Don't worry, I'm never polite."

Ying Zige smiled slightly and said bluntly.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Can this kid chat?

However, after all, there should be a picture, so there is no need to keep these small details in mind.

After a few pleasantries, Su Can and his son led everyone into the Su residence.

in the hall.

Several people sat down at the same time.

"Young master, I don't know where the young master is going?"

With a kind smile on Su Can's face, he said tentatively in a low voice.

"It seems that everyone is very interested in my whereabouts?"

Ying Zige raised his eyebrows and smiled strangely.

"If there is no parameter, the young master should go to Hanjialing this time, right?"

At this moment, an old man in black beside Su Can suddenly showed a cold smile on his face.

From the beginning to the end, he has been standing next to Su Can, with a deep disdain in his eyes from time to time.

A pair of eyes, like columns, between looking and looking, in this thick icy breath.

"Oh? It seems that you already know it. If that's the case, then I won't hide it."

"I'm indeed going to Hanjialing."

Ying Zige smiled lightly, without denying it.

"I don't know what the young master is asking for? Do you want to improve your own strength, or do you want something else?"

The old man sneered, his tone full of sharpness.

"Improving strength? That's unnecessary. Of course it's for other things."

Ying Zige said without hesitation.

Increase strength?

If he is strong, he will be strong. If he is not directly killed by the opponent, as long as the system is given a chance to react, the irritable old song of the system will be very protective and improve his own strength.

It's like, when others study hard, it's better to read a book by yourself.

Ying Zige really didn't have any pursuit of strength.

If it wasn't for Ying Zheng's face this time, for the face of the court, then he would even rather lie down in the palace, completely flat.

I don't want to travel long distances and suffer from this kind of bird crime.

"My son is really a cheerful person."

Su Can laughed, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of playfulness.

"Since you don't seek strength, then you are seeking fame and wealth?"

"How about we show the young master a clear way?"

The black-robed old man smiled slightly, and his tone softened a lot.

"Oh? Famous roads? My favorite is classics or something. Let me tell you."

Ying Zige smiled brightly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"It's very simple. I heard from the house slave that the young master has two gold medals in his hand. I wonder if I can give up one?"

"Young Master's request in Hanjialing is nothing more than fame and fortune. I can immediately write a letter and ask you to go to Xianyang to find an old acquaintance of mine."

"I believe the young master will be shocked when he hears this name."

Su Can stroked her short beard with a confident expression on her face.

"Who is that?"

Ying Zige suddenly became interested.

"Lord Zhao Gao Zhao!"

Su Can's face suddenly became incomparably respectful, and when Zhao Gao's name was mentioned, there was deep awe in his tone.

"It turned out to be him. You want me to hand over the gold medal and become his doorman?"

Ying Zige laughed very strangely.

"Of course it's not just that simple. You can even join the snare."

"Besides, I offer you ten thousand taels of gold, which is much more valuable than your brand name."

Su Can continued to throw chips.

"Ha ha."

Ying Zige responded with hehe.

"Isn't it enough? If you think it's too little, I can offer you a magic weapon!"

Su Can gritted her teeth and continued to increase the size crazily.

"Go on."

Ying Zige said flatly.

"My lord, the price I proposed is beyond the reach of almost everyone. This is already my bottom line!"

Su Can's face darkened, and there was sharpness in his eyes.

I have already given such a high overweight, and this kid is unwavering?
(End of this chapter)