"It seems that the relationship between Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu is not normal. It is really not easy for him to surrender his identity and say such things!" Zhao Bo secretly said in his heart that he still knew Gong Chaoyang well.
In his heart, he began to calculate, although it was a good thing to take the opportunity to blackmail Han Yu, but Gong Chaoyang's face still had to be given.
Zhao Mingguang said: "Senior is right, but the younger one takes it for granted. This piece of pure steel of thunder and fire has indeed been able to compensate our three-headed mount."
Han Yu was a little surprised, he didn't expect Zhao Mingguang to speak so well.
Zhao Mingguang glanced at Han Yu, showing a meaningful smile, and then changed the topic: "My father also said just now that my eldest brother and I were injured by Han Yu that day, not only suffered the pain of the injury, but also cost a lot of money. The medicinal materials were restored to their original state. The loss of my eldest brother and I will naturally be accompanied."
Gong Chaoyang said: "Then tell me, what compensation do you need?"
Zhao Mingguang said: "On that day, each of our brothers refined a low-grade medicine king before they recovered. Since the senior came forward today, we do not dare to be presumptuous. We only need to compensate two low-grade medicine kings. As for what we suffered If we suffer from suffering, we should deserve a calamity."
Gong Chaoyang is not a fool, the low-grade medicine king is so precious, how could it be possible to use the low-grade medicine king to heal the wound if he suffered a little injury.
You must know that although the efficacy of a low-grade medicine king is equivalent to ten plants of the same medicinal material of the ninth grade, but because medicine kings are rare, it is simply priceless. As strong as the ancient forces, even if there are, there are not many, and they will not be used unless they have to.
Zhao Mingguang is obviously a slap in the face.
Gong Chaoyang looked at Zhao Bo, Zhao Bo smiled and said nothing.
If Zhao Mingguang can take this opportunity to get two low-grade medicine kings, it will be a good thing for the Zhao family. If Zhao Mingguang makes a contribution, he will get more care, which will be of great benefit to the future.
Gong Chaoyang's face turned cold, and he snorted, "Are you bullying and ignorant?"
Zhao Bo said: "Brother Chaoyang's words are wrong. What this child said cannot be false."
Zhao Bo pushed the topic to Zhao Mingguang in a very inauthentic way. He took his identity into consideration, and it was not easy to be clear about Zai Hanyu. But Zhao Mingguang is different, even if Gong Chaoyang is not angry, will he still pull down his face and compete with a junior
Now, Zhao Mingguang came to negotiate, which is much more convenient than his father.
Zhao Bo's calculus was wrong. If Gong Chaoyang and Han Yu were really sworn brothers, Gong Chaoyang would naturally not shy away from Zhao Mingguang for Han Yu's sake.
But Han Yu is Gong Chaoyang's master. For the sake of his master, what is his face
"This little son, you have to be careful when you speak." Gong Chaoyang said lightly, and then closed his eyes directly. This is simply a blatant threat.
Zhao Bo frowned. He didn't expect Gong Chaoyang, who has always been conceited, to say such a thing. He couldn't help weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and gave Zhao Mingguang a wink.
Since Gong Chaoyang has already pulled down his face, he can't help but give face, making this guy anxious, but he can do anything.
"Senior said yes." Zhao Mingguang bent down slightly, a trace of anger flashed in the depths of his eyes, and when he raised his head, nothing happened, he looked at Han Yu and said, "Today, for the sake of senior, I won't talk to you. It's too much to care about, but the pain that my brother and I have suffered can't be in vain. Since you are sincerely here to apologize, that's fine, just kowtow to my brother and I and admit that we're wrong."
Zhao Mingguang said it very easily. It seemed that Han Yu kowtowed to him and admitted his mistake, which is a matter of course.
In fact, Zhao Mingguang is hiding evil intentions.
If Han Yu really knelt down today, he would never be able to raise his head, let alone talk about the future.
Inside the palace, in front of the sky mirror.
"Elder Qiying, it has been found out. The moment the mirror trembled just now, it was Gong Chaoyang who brought a man named Han Yu into our Zhao family."
"What are they going to do?"
"Han Yu has some grudges with Zhao Mingchen, Zhao Mingxi, and Zhao Mingguang. Gong Chaoyang brought it here to apologize."
"Who's with them now?"
"Zhao Bo."
"You secretly informed Zhao Bo that no matter what, you will keep the two of them in Zhao's house for a while, and the old man will observe them with the sky mirror."
"Yes!"
Inside the side hall, murderous aura surged into the sky.
"Bang!"
The sword on Gong Chaoyang's back suddenly came out of its sheath.
"Gong Chaoyang, what are you trying to do?" Zhao Bo was taken aback. Could it be that Gong Chaoyang was too daring to do it at Zhao's house
Zhao Mingguang stumbled in fright and almost fell to the ground.
"How about compensation for all the losses of the Zhao family with this sword?" Gong Chaoyang's sword flew to Zhao Bo.
Zhao Bo looked at Gong Chaoyang in surprise.
Gong Chaoyang is addicted to swords like his life, and the sword is his life. It is unbelievable that he handed over his sword today to make amends for Han Yu.
Han Yu's eyes widened, staring at Gong Chaoyang blankly.
"You can have no sword, but Master must not be wronged!" Gong Chaoyang secretly sent a voice transmission to Han Yu.
Han Yu was very moved, but didn't say anything.
Zhao Mingguang was so frightened that he no longer dared to be presumptuous.
"Are you really willing to compensate them for their losses with your sword?" Zhao Bo still couldn't believe it.
This sword was so cold that it didn't move at all, but it seemed to be able to freeze the void, stronger than Zhao Bo, and in front of this sword, I felt a little trembling in my heart.
Although Gong Chaoyang's sword is only at the level of a low-level emperor's soldier, the material for refining the sword is ten thousand years of cold iron, a treasure second only to divine materials, and at least it can be refined into a top-level emperor's soldier. If it is in the hands of a powerful saint, it is possible to refine a holy soldier.
This sword was originally a magic weapon that Gong Chaoyang planned to accompany him for the rest of his life and to accompany him to prove the realm of Taoism and Martial Saint.
"Will I go back and regret it?" Gong Chaoyang stared at Zhao Bo. It seems that Zhao Bo dares to talk nonsense, he will definitely tear Zhao Bo to life.
"The Zhao family, for all the humiliation and loss today, I, Han Yu, swear to God that I will double my demands to get it back!" Han Yu clenched his fists tightly.
In order to see his mother, he endured!
"Hahaha... Brother Chaoyang is joking. I just tested Han Yu's sincerity. Now it seems that he is sincerely apologizing. How can we ask for Brother Chaoyang's sword. Brother Chaoyang, please take it back!" Zhao Bo sleeved With one fan, the sword flew towards Gong Chaoyang.
Gong Chaoyang grabbed the sword and put it back into the scabbard with his backhand.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the whole side hall trembled, obviously a demonstration.
Zhao Bo didn't care either, looked at Zhao Mingguang and said, "Mingguang, there is no problem with Han Yu's apology, you accept that piece of material, and the grievance between you will be a purchase and sale from now on."
"Yes, father!" Zhao Mingguang didn't dare to make a fool of himself, he came to take away the Leihuo pure steel from Han Yu's hand, and without saying a word, went back and stood beside Zhao Bo.
Han Yu was a little surprised. In Zhao Bo's eyes just now, he saw his greed for Gong Chaoyang's sword. Why did he suddenly change his face