Village Warm Flower Fragrance

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The moment Alantai saw the license plate number, he immediately ran over like a pug.

Before the servant opened the car door, he stepped forward to open the car door himself, and then stood aside.

The two servants standing at the door looked at Alantai in disbelief. They had never seen Alantai like this before, and they couldn't help guessing the identity of the person in the car.

The middle-aged man coughed twice, a silver crutch fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man followed from the car.

Alan Tai hurried forward to meet him, stretched out a hand to support the middle-aged man, but was frightened by the middle-aged man's cold snort, and took two steps back.

Even though he can be regarded as the overlord of a party now, but in front of the big shots in the capital, he knows that he is not even a fart, as cheap as an ant.

"Go and tell the kitchen to prepare a banquet. I want to entertain Mr. Qian." Alan Tai said, turning his head and looking flatteringly at the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man didn't even look at him, and walked towards the villa .

Alantai was like a loyal dog, following closely behind, not daring to be slighted.

Soon, the two arrived at Alan Tai's study.

The moment the door closed, the crutch in the middle-aged man's hand fell down, and Alantai subconsciously wanted to dodge, but finally stood still and got hit by the crutch, blood slowly flowing down the center of his brow.

"Trash, you have been looking for a "Flying Sword Classic" for more than ten years, but you haven't found it yet, and now you have killed the only person who knows the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Classic". What's the use of keeping you!" Middle-aged The man said angrily, and the crutch fell on Alantai's lap like lightning.

With a plop, Alan Tai knelt on the ground and said, "I still want Mr. Qian to tell the big boss that I will definitely find out the "Flying Sword Classic". Please give me a little more time, the big boss!"

The middle-aged man sneered a few times and said, "I'll give you a little more time. After 20 years, you still can't find the "Flying Sword Classic". This patience."

"Please also ask Mr. Qian to give me some kind words. I will definitely bring the "Flying Sword Classic" to the big boss." Alantai said in a low voice, not at all like the owner of Tianma Ranch at the moment.

The middle-aged man sat down and said, "Okay! I would like to hear how you plan to find the "Flying Sword Scripture"? The big boss has no patience, you know?"

"I know, I know." Alan Tai continued: "Although that bitch is dead, she must have told my daughter about the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Sutra". I think she will definitely be able to find the "Flying Sword Sutra."

"Hearing what you said, I'm a little interested. I'll give you two days. If you can't find the "Flying Sword Sutra", you don't need me to do it. You also know that you will die a miserable death." The middle-aged man said coldly Said, with a murderous look on his face,

Alan Tai's complexion was even uglier than before. He stepped forward and hugged the middle-aged man's leg, begging: "Mr. Qian, you must not leave your life alone! I know that the big boss listens to you the most, please." Give me the antidote, and I will follow Mr. Qian's lead in the future."

He no longer cares about face, the most important thing is to live, even if he lives like a dog.

When Alantai left the capital that year, the big boss made him take Duanchang powder, and he had to give him the antidote every year, otherwise Alantai would have his intestines pierced and his stomach would rot, and his whole body would fester and die.

The middle-aged man said: "Since you haven't done anything for so many years and you have worked hard, I will speak a few words of kindness in front of the big boss for you, but the matter of "Flying Sword Classic" cannot be delayed any longer. "

"Yes, thank you Mr. Qian for not killing me!" Alan Tai stood up from the ground with a grateful expression.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Hiding out of the window is enough! Can you come out now?"

Before the words fell, a teacup on the table flew forward and smashed open the window, and then, a cry of pain was heard.

Hearing the sound, Alantai immediately turned and walked out, and then brought Aya in from the outside.

"When did you come back?" Alantai asked angrily, "Why are you hiding outside the window in such a sneaky way, where are Chen Qiang and that bitch?"

Aya ignored him, glared at the middle-aged man viciously, and unceremoniously dropped the whip in her hand.

She was holding back her anger now, and she had nowhere to vent it. The middle-aged man dared to plot against her, so she had to vent her anger.

"You're not young, but you have a good temper!" The middle-aged man raised his crutch upwards, wrapped it around the whip, and pulled it back slightly, and Aya fell into his arms like a bird.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and sniffed her body, and said with a lewd smile: "You are also beautiful, and you are still a baby!"

He reached out and dropped his hand towards Aya's face, Aya reached out to block it, but the speed was still a lot slower, the middle-aged man's salty pig's hand fell on her blow-bouncing face, Aya was angry and angry.

Alantai wanted to step forward to stop him, but when he thought that his life was still in the hands of the middle-aged man, he stopped and stood there like a stone statue.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Aya struggled, and the middle-aged man's hands fell towards her chest.

In an instant, the middle-aged man suddenly let out a howl like killing a pig, and sent Aya flying with a palm, his face was full of anger, and there was an extremely murderous look in his eyes.

Aya rolled to the ground, biting half of her finger in her mouth, spit on the ground, spit on the ground several times, then got up from the ground, glared at Alantai, turned and rushed out.

"Mr. Qian, are you alright!" Alantai hurried forward and asked.

The middle-aged man's severed finger was bleeding, and he said with a dark look: "She bit me a finger, I let her stay with me for a night, it's not too much!"

Alantai froze in place, then nodded like a pug...

Chapter 681 The whereabouts of the scriptures

She didn't know that the middle-aged man was a big shot from the capital, and she didn't know that Alantai was just a dog under the middle-aged man's feet, and she didn't know that the fate of Tianma Villa was in the middle-aged man's hands, as long as he beat him gently With a snap of the fingers, Tianma Villa can be wiped out.

That middle-aged man's martial arts was extremely high, and his internal energy seemed a little weird, intermittent and intermittent, making it unpredictable.

When Aya was lying on the bed and was about to rest, she heard someone knocking on the door, she got up and opened the door and saw that it was Alan Tai, and closed the door without hesitation.

"You go! You go! I don't want to see you!" Aya cried tearfully, as if her heart had been cut by the sharpest knife.

The deepest hurt came from the person closest to her. Alantai's indifference just now broke Aya's heart.

"Aya, listen to what Dad has to say, okay?" Alantai said softly, after all, he is his own flesh and blood, and he didn't want what happened just now to happen.

He wanted to prevent the middle-aged man from hurting Miss Aya, but when he thought of the big boss in the capital, he immediately lost the courage to resist. It would be a serious crime not to find the "Flying Sword Sutra". There is only one dead end.

Alantai didn't want to die. He lived with humiliation for so many years just to wait for the day when he would become the strongest person, a big man covering the sky with one hand, and trample that mysterious figure in the capital under his feet.

He has already got the flame dagger, and he is one step closer to his dream. As long as he gets the water cold dagger, he can find treasures, get martial arts secrets, and the dreams of his family's ancestors will become reality.

"I don't want to listen to you, I don't want to see you again, go away, go away!" Aya roared like crazy, tears flowing like a tide breaking a bank.

Alantai said with a trembling voice: "Aya, Dad has a reason for doing all this, and you will understand later, Dad has no other choice!"

"The reason? Your reason is to watch your daughter being insulted!" Aya said with a heartbroken heart, and turned back to the bed.

A moment later, the door of the room was pushed open by Alantai, holding a bowl of soup in his hand.

She didn't close the door, she wanted to hear what kind of difficulties could make Alantai become so cold-blooded and ruthless, like a stranger.

Alantai walked in, with a sorry expression on his face, he walked quickly to Aya's bed, sat down, and wanted to put his arms around his daughter's shoulders, but Aya avoided him without hesitation.

"Aya, Dad has no choice. Mr. Qian is from the capital. The entire Tianma Villa and your and my lives are in his hands. I have no choice." It's not a pity, but you are still young, I can't bear to see you buried with me!"

He observed Aya's expression, and Aya felt very uncomfortable seeing Alantai like this.

It was the first time for her to see a middle-aged man, but she knew that the capital would send people here every year these years. The real ruler of Tianma Villa was a big shot in the capital.

"Aya, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Dad assures you, this kind of thing will never happen again." Alantai said solemnly, but he had other ideas in his heart.

Aya was innocent by nature, so she never thought that Alan Tai had other flirtatious things, but after a few words of sweet words from him, she forgave what happened just now.

"Abba, is my aunt really dead?" Aya suddenly asked, she always felt that Chen Qiang didn't look like a murderer.

Chen Qiang took Aya to the front of a small mountain village, touched her acupoints, put Aya down and left.Later, it was time for the Aya acupoint to open, and after it was automatically released, I went to track down the whereabouts of the two people, and returned to Tianma Villa after finding nothing.

Alantai was stunned for a moment and said: "Why did you suddenly ask this? The boy surnamed Chen poisoned your mother to death. I let him run away last time. Next time I will catch him and tear his body into pieces. Avenge your mother."

While speaking, Alan Tai's brows were full of murderous intent, and his fists were clenched like stones, with a look of hatred.

Aya went on to say: "I always feel that Grandma is not dead. Dr. Chen doesn't look like a bad person. She can kill Grandma, why not kill me too. Isn't there a saying among Han people called cutting weeds and eradicating roots?"

"That kid has a secretive mind, maybe he thinks you're still worth using." Alan Tai rolled his eyes and asked, "Did your mother mention a book called "Flying Sword Classic" to you before she was alive?"

He didn't know that Mrs. Alan Tai was still alive, so he wanted to find the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Sutra" from Aya.

Aya shook her head and said, "No! I haven't seen my grandma for many years."

"You think you went to visit your grandma secretly, don't I know? This "Flying Sword Classic" is very important to your dad, think again!" Alantai urged.

Aya is now like a life-saving straw, he must grasp it firmly, otherwise he will fall to pieces.

There was a look of surprise on Aya's face. She thought that Alantai didn't know that she was going to visit Grandma secretly, but she didn't expect that he knew it a long time ago, but just pretended not to know.

"Abba, I didn't mean to hide it from you." Aya said with some regret in her heart, and looked up at Alan Tai.

How did she know that Alantai didn't care about this at all, he only cared about the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Sutra", and looking at herself now, she probably wanted to get the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Sutra".

"Your mother really didn't tell you anything about the whereabouts of "Flying Sword Scripture"?" Alantai still didn't believe Aya's words.

Mrs. Alantai did not say anything to Aya. She knew that her husband was cruel. If Aya knew the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Sutra", she would probably be poisoned by him.

Aya said with a displeased face: "Abba, you don't believe me, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Haha, that's not what Dad meant. Since you don't know, just drink this bowl of soothing soup and go to sleep!" Alantai said with a smile, Aya didn't look like she was lying.

Aya nodded and said, "Thank you, Dad! I want to go out and relax tomorrow."

She didn't want to stay in Tianma Villa and look at that disgusting man, Aya felt nauseous whenever she thought of him.

"Okay! I'll send two people to protect you." Alan Tai said, taking the medicine bowl over.

Aya obediently drank the soup, she instantly felt dizzy and fell asleep on the bed.

Outside the door, a pair of ferocious eyes like wild wolves are looking in with a lewd-evil light...

Chapter 682

Alantai got up and walked out, bowed to the middle-aged man under the tree outside the door, and then left like a normal person, without a trace of regret on his face.

He originally expected Aya to reveal the whereabouts of the "Flying Sword Scripture", so that the middle-aged man would let him go, but Aya didn't know anything, and if he wanted to eliminate the middle-aged man's anger, he could only sacrifice Aya up.

Aya never dreamed that her father would put a drug in the medicine and harm her together with the middle-aged people.

Tiger poison does not eat children!

Alan Tai is simply a well-dressed beast that is not as good as a pig or a dog. Ying Zhen's eyes on the roof are like sharp arrows, falling on the middle-aged man.

When Ying Zhen was sitting idle at home, suddenly a cold arrow flew in through the window, and a note was tied on the arrow, which said that Miss Aya was in trouble, please come to Tianma Villa as soon as possible.

Aya is in trouble, of course Ying Zhen is obliged, she is Ying Zhen's fiancée.

"Who? Hiding furtively on the roof!" the middle-aged man said sharply, and the two stones in his hand pierced through the air as quickly as the wind.

bang!

The stones fell on the roof, smashing the glazed tiles on the roof, and the debris flew in the air.

Ying Zhen flew down from the air as lightly as a swallow, holding a long sword in his hand, looking at the middle-aged man sharply.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man asked coldly.

Ying Zhen sneered twice and said: "You are not qualified to know my name, you shameless person, if you want to hurt Miss Aya, first ask me if I agree with the sword in my hand!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly: "That depends on your ability, whether you can stop me, if I'm in a good mood, I can consider letting you watch the live broadcast later."

Immediately, Ying Zhen seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and his figure rushed towards the middle-aged man like the wind, with a long sword in his hand and a shooting star chasing the moon, with a menacing aura.

The middle-aged man raised the silver crutch in his hands unhurriedly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in the air, sealing the path of Ying Zhen's sword. With a slight force in his hand, a powerful internal force rushed towards Ying Zhen like a wild horse running wild. past.

Ying Zhen immediately felt numbness in his arm, and the tiger's mouth was instantly shattered, and blood slowly flowed out, staining the hilt of the sword red.

The middle-aged man looked unattractive, but he didn't expect such deep inner strength. Ying Zhenxin was also a little at a loss, not knowing how to deal with it next.

The middle-aged man said mockingly: "You want to stop me even with your three-legged cat skills, wishful thinking!"

Before the words fell, the middle-aged man moved forward like a sharp arrow, and killed Ying Zhen. In a panic, Ying Zhen blocked the long sword in his hand upwards, and the veins on his forehead burst out, and he used his milk-feeding sword It was only with strength that he barely blocked the middle-aged man's crutches.

Clang!

The long sword in Ying Zhen's hand was shaken to the ground. The middle-aged man rushed forward and punched Ying Zhen's chest. Ying Zhen flew forward like a stone, and with a bang, knocked down a tree in the yard. It broke abruptly.

Ying Zhen wanted to stand up from the ground, but felt that the strength in his whole body seemed to be broken. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't stand up, and his chest was in severe pain.

"Boy, come in with me, I'll let you watch the live broadcast later!" The middle-aged man said with a lewd smile, and stretched out his hand to drag Ying Zhen into the room.

Ying Zhen was like a trapped animal, trying to break free from the middle-aged man's grip, but the stronger the middle-aged man's hand was, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Let go of me! Otherwise you will regret it!" Ying Zhen said angrily, kicking his feet wildly and hooking them on the door frame.

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Wait till I'm upside-down-luan-upside-phoenix on the bed, and you watch the fun down there, you'll know what regret is."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a miserable cry, and Alan Tai heard his scream, and immediately ran towards this side.

Ying Zhen was biting a piece of meat from the middle-aged man's leg, his eyes were as red as fire, like an angry leopard, staring fiercely at the middle-aged man.

"You're looking for death!" The middle-aged man said furiously, and the crutch in his hand fell on Ying Zhen's head, seeing that his head was about to be smashed like a watermelon.

At this moment, a few silver needles struck like lightning behind the middle-aged man, forcing the middle-aged man to go backward with the crutch in his hand, clang clang clang!Opened the flying silver needle.

I saw a black shadow in the room rushing to the roof like lightning, the middle-aged man tapped the crutch lightly on the ground, and the roc flew into the air like a roc spreading its wings.

Whoosh whoosh!

A few more silver needles came towards him at such a fast speed that the middle-aged man was forced to retreat and landed on the ground.