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Lu Tao raised his hands and shook his head: "Unjustly accused, it's definitely not me!"

The old Lu family already had a governor-level presence, so they would not go so far as to curry favor with other governors.

"This quota can be given to..."

Chen Nan thought of Su Mucheng. The southern governor had helped Su Mucheng a few days ago. Although it was Qi Hai who made the call, he did help Su Mucheng solve his urgent need.

Just as Lu Tao left, Wu Kuang came over: "Master, Hongmei seems to have been hit. Go over and have a look!"

Chen Nan nodded and followed Wu Kuang to Hongmei's room.

Hong Mei killed the Witch Gu King, and since the Witch Gu King had been famous for so many years, even if he died, it would definitely not make Hong Mei feel better.

I was busy treating everyone's injuries in the afternoon, but I didn't pay much attention to Hongmei.

In Hongmei's room.

Ao Qin and Zhu Qingshan were pressing their crazy red eyebrows.

Ming Jing's sword finger was glowing with golden light and sealed his Xuan Dan on Hongmei's abdomen.

Hongmei's original red eyebrows turned black, and her hair also turned black. She looked like a young man in his 30s.

"I think it's good for him to be like this, he's rejuvenated!"

Zhu Qingshan teased with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chen Nan opened his heavenly eye and discovered that there were a large number of illusory humanoid Gu worms in Hongmei's body.

Chen Nan had never seen such worms before. He tried to use spiritual energy to get rid of those worms, but the spiritual energy could not touch them at all.

I have to ask Grandpa Mu for advice.

Since Mu Qianqian's death, Chen Nan still dared not face Mu Baishi.

After all, if she had been optimistic about Mu Qianqian, she would not have gone to find Abu and lost her life.

After hesitating for a long time, Chen Nan finally dialed Mu Baishi's number.

"Xiaonan..."

Mu Baishi's voice was no longer as lively as before, and he sounded much older.

Chen Nan felt uncomfortable, so he lowered his tone and said, "Grandpa Mu, how are you doing lately?"

Mu Baishi said calmly: "It's okay. After all, he is the Gu King. As long as it is not a big disaster, he will not die!"

Without waiting for Chen Nan to say anything, he took the initiative and asked: "Did you encounter any troublesome Gu insects?"

"Well, a humanoid Gu insect that can rejuvenate people!"

"Soul Gu!"

Mu Baishi gasped: "Have you met the Witch Gu King?"

Chen Nan said in a deep voice: "Well, the Witch Gu King was killed by us, but the friend who killed him was infected by Gu insects!"

"If the soul Gu is not removed, the Witch Gu King will not die. He can use the soul Gu to seize his body!"

"..."

Chen Nan was shocked beyond measure.

The ashes have been refined and evaporated, but he's still not dead?

You don't need to open it like this, do you?

If I also have soul Gu, does it mean I have an extra life?

Seizing one's body and being reborn is a method that can only be achieved during the tribulation period.

"Then...is there any way to destroy this soul Gu?" Chen Nan asked cautiously.

"Yes, but they have to be sent to us, and it takes a long time, about a month!"

"Will it be troublesome?" Chen Nan continued to ask.

"Trouble is trouble, but the Witch Gu King must be eliminated. We Gu Village tribes all want to kill him in our dreams!" Mu Baishi gritted his teeth.

"Well, then I'll send the immortal there now!" Chen Nan heard that Grandpa Mu and the others had a grudge against the Witch Gu King, so he didn't get to the bottom of it.

"Okay, I'll get people ready!"

After Mu Baishi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ten Thousand Gu Village.

In the only villa.

Mukui is knocking on the door outside.

"come in!"

Mu Baishi said lightly.

"Dad, Qianqian is..." Mukui's face was extremely complicated.

"What's wrong with her?" Mu Baishi looked tense.

"She is pregnant…"

……

Dorsett Hotel.

Chen Nan asked someone to contact a helicopter and arranged for two hotel security guards to escort him.

Wu Kuang grabbed Hongmei's hand and shouted: "Hongmei old man, you must live, you haven't seen the young master reviving the family yet!"

Hongmei was temporarily awake, he smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, the old Taoist is very tough!"

At this moment.

There was a dispute going on downstairs at the Royal Hotel.

A beautiful girl was teased.

She put up with it.

The young master will take action if he doesn't give in.

Wang Dong couldn't hold back and slapped the young master.

This young master is not simple either. He is a master in the early stage of Xuanzhen Realm, and he also brings a bodyguard who is in the late stage of Xuandan Realm.

It was because he didn't expect that a security guard would dare to attack him, so he got slapped.

He immediately took off Wang Dong's arm and slapped him twice.

Song Minghui patted Wang Dong's red and swollen face and sneered: "A small security manager dares to interfere with my Song Minghui's affairs... Can you go out and find out what kind of existence my Beizhou Song family is like?"

"I don't need to ask, the Beizhou Song family is a martial arts family with more than 600 years of tradition!"

Wang Dong clutched his dislocated arm and gritted his teeth.

Song Minghui sneered: "Since you know that I am a member of the Song family, do you still dare to meddle in my business?"

In Beizhou, the Song family dominates.

Whether it is in the political world, the business world, or the martial arts world, when you see yourself, you will see your father just like your children.

Invincible!

So lonely.

Recently, he was thinking about changing places to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

This afternoon, grandpa assigned him a task.

Come to Xiangzhou Dihao Hotel and make friends with a young man named Chen Nan.

He also said that even if he can drink a glass of wine, he is considered a hero of the Song family.

Song Minghui was very dissatisfied with this.

As a prodigy of Beizhou martial arts, he is already a strong person in the early stage of Xuanzhen Realm at the age of only 24 years old.

Who among the wealthy and distinguished families in nearby states would not come to curry favor with him?

Now you actually allow yourself to curry favor with other people?

There are a lot of wealthy and distinguished families today, but it’s not like I haven’t attended such a cocktail party before.

It would be fine if a family with equal power to him hits him, but it happens to be a hotel security guard.

Mr. Song, don’t you want to lose face?

There are so many wealthy and distinguished families today, where can Mr. Song put his face?

"No matter who you are, our boss is someone you can't afford to offend!"

Wang Dong stared at Young Master Song with cold eyes and said.

Beizhou Song family?

He received fifteen such martial arts families today.

Other families followed the rules, but Mr. Song wanted to tease the reception staff.

The reception staff at the Royal Hotel have never been prostitutes.

"Haha, you can't afford to offend?"

Mr. Song was amused: "Call your boss down now and see if I can afford to offend you!"

Wang Dong took out his mobile phone with his free hand and dialed Chen Nan's number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Manager Wang, what's the matter?"

"Boss, I was beaten!"

Wang Dong's tone was calm, without any resentment.

He understands the boss's character and is very defensive. If one of his own is beaten, no matter what your status is, the boss will fight back.

You, Mr. Song, are very awesome. Can you be as awesome as the Military King?

The military king is so awesome, but he was beaten to the point of losing his temper by his boss!

"Who hit him?"

Chen Nan's voice turned cold.

Before Wang Dong could speak, Mr. Song waved and said, "Come on, give me your phone!"

Wang Dong handed the phone to Mr. Song, who picked up his hand and roared loudly: "Listen carefully, I, Song Minghui, the eldest son of the Song family in Beizhou, beat him twice, and even took off one of his arms, but You can’t do anything to me, you have to come down and pick me up in person!”

The lobby on the eighth floor.

Chen Nan received the call just as he was sitting next to Seoul Wang Yan Wudao and Northwest Wang Meng Zhenwei.

The voice on the other end was roaring, and everyone present heard it.

The whole table fell silent.

My heart almost stopped.

Blood pressure almost rose.

Especially the northwest king Meng Zhenwei, who suffers from congenital heart disease. When he heard the other end of the phone humiliating today's protagonist, his usually stable condition immediately deteriorated. He covered his heart and leaned back, his face extremely painful.

"dad…"

Meng Feiyu's face turned pale with fright, and in his heart he had already sentenced the person on the other end of the phone to Mr. Chen to death.

He will destroy his entire clan at all costs.