Chapter 511
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"Old man, where are we going?"
Lin Ruobai was held in the little old man's hands and the wind blew past her ears. Her beautiful hair was in a mess, brushing past her delicate little face.
"To the Tian family!" The little old man gritted his teeth and said.
Lin Ruobai was just enjoying the food and didn't hear the discussion downstairs. Now that the little old man said those three words, she blinked her eyes blankly.
"Didn't you say you have something to do? Why are we going to the Tian family now? "
"Isn't it because those bastards from the Tian family provoked our master? I'm going to support Yun Luofeng! "
Originally, he didn't plan to make a move on the Tian family so soon. However, those people were really daring to provoke Yun Luofeng!
He had no choice but to go!
"But …" Lin Ruobai stretched out her hand in the direction of the inn. She was so wronged that her tears almost fell, "My pastries … You should at least let me take them away …"
Tian Ya didn't care about Lin Ruobai's thoughts. He pulled her and ran forward. Because his speed was too fast, Lin Ruobai directly fainted in the air …
…
Tian Mountain was where the Tian family was located.
However, Tian Mountain was divided into many layers. Like a city, it was filled with people. The lowest layer was made up of ordinary people. The higher the layer, the stronger the power.
As for the Tian family, they lived at the highest level!
"Miss, why do we have to send a letter of challenge to the Tian family and make it known to everyone?"
Qing Yan walked on the mountain road at the lowest level. She turned her head to look at Yun Luofeng in confusion, blinking her eyes curiously.
"In order to inform someone about this matter." Yun Luofeng's eyes slightly sank as he said.
Ever since Tian Ya left with Xiao Bai, she didn't know where they went. If she wanted to inform Tian Ya, this was the only way.
This was the purpose of her letter of challenge.
"Miss, who do you want to inform?" Qing Yan became more and more curious. She stared at Yun Luofeng without blinking.
Facing the little girl's curious gaze, Yun Luofeng smiled mysteriously, "You will know later!"
…
At the top of Sky Mountain, there was a mansion that towered into the clouds.
This residence was luxurious and imposing, and it was the size of a city. It was unknown just how many disciples lived in this residence.
At this moment, in the study room of the mansion, the old man stopped writing and frowned at the middle-aged man who came in to report, "Xuan-er, how is the matter? Is that old thing Tian Ya willing to return to the Tian family?"
"Father." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. "He said that he wanted to find the whereabouts of Fu Sheng and wasn't willing to return to the Tian family! I think Tianya's heart isn't on our Tian family. Why not just give up? "
"No!"
Pa!
The old man exerted strength in his hand, and the brush in his hand was broken into two.
With a gloomy face, he coldly said, "Tian Ya is a member of the Tian family. We must let him return to the Tian family!"
"Father, Tian Ya is so in love with that woman, Fleeting Life. Why don't we get someone to disguise themselves as her to seduce Tian Ya?"
"No," The old man shook his head, "Tian Ya is no longer the him from decades ago. His medical skills are brilliant now. No disguise technique can escape his eyes!"
Tian Xuan fell silent. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Father, there are many outstanding people in the younger generation of the Tian family. We can nurture them. Why must it be Tian Ya?"
The old man helplessly sighed, "Tian Ya is not only powerful, his medical skills are also brilliant. Even the Doctors Association is below him. Such a person must belong to the Tian family, even if the Tian family has to obey his orders! Unfortunately, because he was hurt too deeply back then, he no longer cares about the Tian family. "
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