Chapter 371

"Don't worry, it's not that you don't know me. Although I have a bad temper, I also know how to behave. Don't worry, I will never cause you any trouble!"

After all, he was the child of a powerful man. Feng Xiwei quickly calmed down and comforted Wang Yizhi in turn.

"Okay, then enjoy the delicious food slowly. Excuse me!" Wang Yizhi looked at Feng Xiwei and Xu Han meaningfully, and then lowered his head slightly, as if he was spreading a voice to Feng Xiwei. Feng Xiwei was stunned, then nodded slightly. Finally, the gloom on his face quickly disappeared, and he hung up a smile again. It seemed that a dead knot in his heart had been opened and he was completely relieved.

All this was seen by Xu Han, but he turned a blind eye.

"Doctor Zhuang, let you laugh. Excuse me!" Finally, Wang Yizhi hugged his fist and apologized to Dr. Zhuang.

"It's okay. Young people are so angry. I did a lot of hot-headed things when I was young!" Dr. Zhuang smiled understandingly and said cheerfully.

Wang Yizhi pleaded guilty and left.

The scene was suppressed, but Xu Han felt cold all over his body. He realized that the air around him was changing incredibly, and conspiracy was approaching him. He felt that it would be difficult to retreat completely this time.

In the big living room, Wang Ben and Wang Yizhi returned after leaving the big living room for a period of time, with opposite attitudes. Naturally, there are also factors that control Wang Jian's condition, but Xu Han feels that this factor does not seem to be the dominant factor. Xu Han feels from their body language that a terrible net is waiting for him to step in.

In addition, although Wang Xiuchan and Wang Chang, a pair of older brothers, are full of smiles and are extremely enthusiastic about Xu Han, which seems to be no different from serving the emperor, but Xu Han always feels that they have hidden knives in their smiles.

Later, when the two of them heard Xu Han say that the old beggar and Wang Jian were deceased, they were shocked to hear that the fresh blood of the bottle of golden unicorn was sent by the old friend Xu Han. The thoughtful expression, which was difficult to determine, difficult to choose, and slightly embarrassing, seemed to tell Xu Han: "It turned out that we I was planning to seek you, but I suddenly found that you had something to do with us. Why are you so troublesome? What should we do? You are nothing. You will die with a pinch, but how can our Wang family withstand the anger of your mysterious master? What a wonderful thing if you are alone, have no power, no power and no support from a master, even if we give you another ten boxes of gold coins? That's just to make you have a good time and die at ease before you die.

A detailed action plan was finally formed in Xu Han's mind. He was very excited, because the thing he planned was the biggest thing in his life. It can be said that this matter will cause the whole Xianyang City earthquake, which will definitely be earth-shaking! Moreover, the most important thing is that although Xu Han took action on this big event, no one doubted him!

As soon as his mind moved, there was a figure under the table. The figure shrank under the table, holding a hidden charm in his hand.

He is the embodiment of Chu Dao, Xu Han's first saint's cultivation realm!

After appearing under the table, Chu Dao quickly put the hidden charm on his forehead, and the hidden charm suddenly emitted a yellow light, and then quickly disappeared. Chu Dao's body disappeared with the yellow light and disappeared in an instant. The bottom of the table became empty again, as if Chu Dao had disappeared from the sky and earth. It's average.

Xu Han smiled, gently picked up the teacup, and took another sip. He suddenly felt that the tea in Wucheng Houfu was particularly delicious!

Naturally, no one noticed Xu Han's small move, even the nearest Dr. Zhuang. A master of the realm of saints, if he wants not to be found, it is as easy as exploring things, and he still has hidden charms in his hand. Unless there is a master of the realm of gods present, it is impossible for anyone to find his whereabouts.

There were only three people at this table, and there were many gaps. Xu Han just moved away a chair next to him and put his feet on the chair frame as if nothing had happened. The transparent Chu knife drilled out of Xu Han's **...

The banquet area is getting more and more lively, and dignitaries of all sizes continue to come to the door, and a sound of chanting comes one after another:

"Lord Zhang came with his wife!"

"Lord Liu has arrived!"

"Lord Liang has arrived!"

"The imperial doctor ordered Lord Zhao and Mr. Zhao to arrive!"

"Princess Shuning has arrived!"

"Shang Shu ordered Lord Li to arrive!"

"The permanent servant, Grandpa Liu, has arrived!"

"Captain Ma is arriving!"

"Lord Zhou, the captain of the guard, is arriving!"

"Mrs. Li is arriving!"

A singing sounded through the noisy banquet area, and the banquet hall became more and more lively.

In the VIP hall, more and more people are coming in. There are already eight people at Xu Han's table. They are all official hats, talking and laughing, and they are respectful to Zhuang Taiji. Obviously, Zhuang's name is very high in Xianyang, and he is very popular among these dignitaries. Although it is not as good as the imperial doctor, it doesn't seem to give up much.

Xu Han seemed a little eye-catching. If it hadn't been for the owner's delivery to this table and point out Xu Han's identity, I'm afraid these senior officials present would have already stood up: "Oh! Bold servants, why don't you go to work? How can you sit in the VIP lounge so openly? As a subordinate, what do you want to be so rude?

Fortunately, the owner was interesting and afraid of angering Xu Han. He patted his buttocks and left. Since then, there has been no message. He was more afraid of angering these senior officials and fawning on the spot. Therefore, no matter who sends the distinguished guests to this table, they will be specially introduced. Xu Han's name resounded in Wucheng Houfu in just two or three hours, and he has almost become a famous person in Wucheng Houfu.

However, Xu Han's treatment can be imagined. None of these senior officials looked at him at all. Several senior officials of the same dynasty only talked about Kyoto, the situation in the court, and the situation in Xianyang, and even occasionally talked about the wind and snow, and even a little bit of hunting knives and swords. It can be said that there is nothing to talk about.

Feng Xiwei was also very calm. He only occasionally chatted with these senior officials and stopped, and his face returned to his usual gloomy color.

Except for the usual hostile forces, almost all the major dignitaries in the capital were present.

At this time, an earth-shaking singing sounded: "Wu Cheng is waiting for you!"

Wu Chenghou, the master of tonight's banquet, has been sick for more than 20 days. Now he has recovered to the point of attending the banquet. It can be seen that the recovery speed of practitioners and ordinary people is simply the same. Generally, ordinary people are sick in bed for more than 20 days. Even if they wake up, they don't want to get out of bed for three or five days.

"Hahaha... Wang Jian, thank you very much for your honor!"

A loud laugh pushed the banquet to **!

Wow...

All the people in the audience stood up.

When the master arrived, he naturally stood up to show his welcome.

Of course, Xu Han is no exception.

Then, a true or false congratulatory sound, a meaty compliment, a cheerful laugh, a whisper, the whole audience was very lively for a moment.

Through the heavy head gap, Xu Han finally saw the legendary Wu Chenghou.

This is a powerful old man.

I saw him wearing a loose casual suit, with gray hair, a little depressed spirit, a bright smile, a thin and dry face, and a dark face. Obviously, it is because I have been in bed for too long and the residual poison in my body has not subsided. However, his eyes are shining, and his bones are also very strong. Although his steps are slightly floating, the amazing breath emanating from his body makes him dare not underestimate it.

Although the disease has not recovered, the momentum still shocks the whole audience, and the cultivation is even more unfathomable.

Wu Chenghou, who was sick in bed and had not appeared for more than 20 days, walked out of the bedroom and went to the big restaurant to have dinner with everyone. This reality suddenly made the whole Wangjiazhuang excited and cheered like a tsunami.

Xu Han couldn't help thinking that such a powerful figure was plotted. Although the poison used by his people, it was definitely not an ordinary poison, and the poisoner could send the poison into Wu Chenghou's body, and he was definitely not an idle person!

Seeing Wu Chenghou and thinking of the person who plotted him, Xu Han couldn't help thinking of Duanmu scales and Chuan Yuxuanzhu.