After listening to Zong Qinghe's narration, Zong Yang's eyes widened: "Sister, you are too courageous. You just stole my boss's sword, but you also plotted against my boss and let me be your free man." Thug, you... you are so awesome!"
Zong Qinghe's face turned even redder, and he murmured: "I... I was forced to have no choice. In that case, if your boss doesn't take action, the consequences will be disastrous. Boy, I don't care, your boss will be held accountable when the time comes. You have to help me carry it!"
Looking at Zong Qinghe's worried expression, Zong Yang couldn't help but laugh, "Sister, it turns out that you are also afraid sometimes."
Although Zong Qinghe was not happy to be laughed at by Zong Yang, the fact is the fact. He couldn't help but whisper softly, "Your boss is so perverted that even thousands of troops can't stand up to him. Who can not be afraid? At that time, even Han Shiqi was so perverted to your boss." , are all deeply afraid, let alone me?”
"Hahaha... That's great. I have a boss to support me in the future. Let's see if you still dare to bully me!" Zong Yang laughed excitedly.
When Zong Yang said this, Zong Qinghe's face suddenly turned bitter. Not to mention, Zong Yang will completely turn over from her in the future.
"Dad! Look, this kid is bullying me!" Zong Qinghe hugged Zong Tianwei and acted coquettishly.
Zong Tianwei had never thought that one day he would be reunited with his two sons and daughters and enjoy the happiness of a family again. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he was dreaming.
"Okay Qinghe, your brother is scaring you! I can see that Brother Xu is a man who knows right from wrong and is open-minded. He will not listen to your brother's instigation and bully you at will. However, you can't do that in the future. If things get messy again, no matter how open-minded Brother Xu is, he won’t be able to bear the thought of being plotted again and again.”
"I understand, dad!" Zong Qinghe nodded obediently.
Although Xiao Zuo's injury was not serious, he couldn't help but feel angry. About an hour later, the golden light that shrouded Wan Dong and Xiao Zuo began to slowly dissipate, and their faces were slowly revealed.
"Dad, look, Uncle Xiao..." Zong Yang couldn't help shouting in surprise.
Zong Tianwei's expression was also very exciting, and his eyes looking at Xiao Zuo were filled with deep joy. In just this hour, Xiao Zuo seemed to be a different person, and the grayness and paleness on his face were replaced by a blush full of vitality again. Zong Tianwei could clearly hear that Xiao Zuo's breathing was getting heavier and stronger. Needless to say, just by looking at it, Zong Tianwei knew that Xiao Zuo might not die for a while.
After a while, the golden light suddenly dimmed, and Wan Dong opened his eyes first, looking somewhat tired. It's not because of the consumption of Tao Qi, but because of the mental tension. This was Wandong's first time using Tao Qi to heal others, and it was not as easy as he imagined. It seems that if he wants to remove the fire poison that has been entrenched in Sun Daobai's body for decades, his cultivation level needs to go further.
Seeing that Zong Tianwei, Zong Yang, Zong Qinghe and others were all looking at him, Wan Dong stood up, smiled and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
Although there were only four short words, it caused a huge cheer among the crowd. Even Zong Tianwei couldn't help but burst into tears of joy and was inexplicably excited.
"Boss, I... I don't even know how to thank you anymore?" Zong Yang looked at Wandong and said with a trembling voice.
Wan Dong waved his hand and hit him on the head, laughing and scolding: "Bullshit, you and I brothers, do you still have to say such things?"
Zong Yang rubbed his head, and the smile on his face became brighter.
Wan Dong turned to look at Zong Tianwei and said, "Uncle Zong, Uncle Xiao's injury is basically no serious problem. After returning home, take a good rest and recuperate for a period of time, and he will recover."
"Well! Brother Xu, from now on, you will be the great benefactor of our Qinglong Gang. As long as you are a disciple of the Qinglong Gang, you can send them away at will."
Wandong smiled and did not answer.
"Senior, oh no, I..." Zong Qinghe looked at Wandong and didn't know what to call Wandong.
Wandong smiled and said, "You are older than me, so just call me Xu Yaoting."
"This... how can this be done?" Zong Qinghe waved his hands hurriedly.
"What's wrong with this? Names are meant to be called by others!"
"Sister, otherwise, you can just be like me and be called boss, how happy it would be!" Zong Yang came up and said with a smile.
Before Zong Qinghe could speak, Wan Dong glared at her and scolded her, "That's nonsense! Qinghe is your sister, how can you call me boss?"
Zong Yang stuck out his tongue and stopped talking. Zong Qinghe suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"Um... I originally planned to use this sword to save my father. Now that it is no longer needed, it should be returned to its original owner."
"Ah! Sister, where did you get this sword? Why does it seem to be of higher quality than my sword?" Seeing the sword in Zong Qinghe's hand, Zong Yang was immediately surprised and asked. .
Not to mention Zong Yang, even Zong Tianwei was full of surprise at this time and said: "This sword does not seem to contain blood steel essence, but the quality is indeed better than those swords containing blood steel essence. It’s even better. It’s truly a rare weapon in the world!”
Zong Qinghe gently stroked the sword's edge, feeling a little reluctant to let go. This sword not only looks good, but is also very handy to use. Relying on it, Zong Qinghe was able to survive with ease and unscathed when surrounded by enemies. It is precisely because he has used it and felt it that Zong Qinghe feels so reluctant to part with it.
"Boss, is this sword yours?" Seeing Zong Qinghe handing the sword to Wandong, Zong Yang asked in surprise.
Wan Dong smiled and said, "Yes! If you had told me earlier that you needed a sharp weapon to cut off the iron chain binding Uncle Zong, I would have given this sword to you. Why do you do that?" Trouble, are you looking for someone to forge a new sword?”
"Uuuuuuuuah... How did I know?" Zong Yang looked regretful, and his expression looked very funny.
Wandong ignored him and gently withdrew the sword Zong Qinghe handed him.
Zong Qinghe was surprised and looked at Wan Dong with puzzled eyes.
Wandong smiled and said, "This sword is not destined to Zong Yang, but it seems to be quite destined to Sister Qinghe. So, I will give this sword to Sister Qinghe."
"What!? Give it to me!?" When Zong Qinghe heard this, his expression was as if he had just won the lottery, and it was also the first prize. His excitement was palpable.
Zong Tianwei couldn't help but be moved. The quality of this sword could not escape his eyes. If this were taken out, it could be sold for hundreds of millions of taels of gold at least. It is really extremely valuable! Such a well-deserved magic weapon should be given away. This kind of courage and boldness is absolutely rare in the world!
After Zong Qinghe got excited, he immediately woke up and hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, no, no! This sword is too valuable, I... I don't dare to accept it!" (To be continued)