The strongest collapse system

Chapter 729 Mastiff
Facing Murong Yan's praise, Hong Yi remained calm: "What's so great, isn't Chi Zhuiyang also an innate martial artist?"

Murong Yan was silent for a moment.

Chi Zhuiyang is already in his 20s, far older than Hong Yi, and he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he grew up under the guidance of a martial arts master, which is completely different from Hong Yi, a bastard.

The talent displayed by Hong Yi is something that not many young talents in the entire Yunmeng Kingdom can match.

"Cooperating with him, I always feel like I'm trying to steal the skin of a tiger, but only such a person is worthy of my heavy bet!" Murong Yan made up her mind.

The Murong family are essentially businessmen, and they are businessmen who will do anything for profit.

As long as there are benefits to be gained, even if it is a genius of the enemy country like Hong Yi, they will spare no effort to cultivate them.

Hong Yi also saw this and dared to keep Murong Yan and others.

"Hong Yi, since you have such martial arts masters under your command, you can easily make great achievements in suppressing bandits in the south, why do you need to use my strength?" Murong Yan asked suddenly, "The strongest force that my subordinates can dispatch That is, Uncle Gan at the level of a martial arts master."

Although she had planned to place a bet on Hong Yi, Murong Yan still felt a little uneasy.

The power Wang Fan displayed was terrifying, the realm of a martial saint!
Martial arts sages, who transcend the ordinary and become holy, are free from all diseases, are immune to all poisons, and have a lifespan of two hundred.

Such a strong man can easily destroy a small country by just hiding and assassinating him without doing anything else.

This kind of power, placed in any country today, is a strategic level of power. There are only two martial saints in the Dagan court, one is the mighty king Yang Tuo, and the other is the grand master of the dynasty, Marquis Wu Wen. Hong Xuanji!

But now, Murong Yan knew that Hong Yi, the concubine of the Hong family, was accompanied by a Martial Saint!
With such power, why do they need help from the Murong family?

"We have already decided to cooperate, but we are still hesitant..." Hong Yi looked at the woman and shook his head in his heart.

Although this woman is an aristocrat with profound Taoism and strong martial arts skills, she does not have any calculations in her mind when she does things. She will take advantage of the benefits and shrink back when encountering difficulties.

But it was precisely because of this that he planned to cooperate with the other party.

A partner who is too smart, Hong Yi has to be on guard all the time, the resistance is greater than the help.

"Uncle Wang is not my subordinate. I can't order him to do anything. Strictly speaking, he is mine..." Hong Yi stopped mid-sentence.

He wanted to say that he was a "relative", but when he thought about it carefully, when he had endured the humiliation and was bullied by his brothers, sisters, slaves and maids in the Hou's mansion for so many years, Wang Fan rarely helped him, and he mostly watched with cold eyes.

If it is said to be "master and servant", it is even less true. When the two get along, Wang Fan has no sense of master and servant.

The relationship between Hong Yi and Wang Fan is a bit complicated and hard to describe.

"Miss Murong, what are you talking bad about me behind my back?" At this moment, Wang Fan came out with a half-smile expression on his face.

Murong Yan suddenly felt her body stiffen, and some cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Morning, Uncle Wang." Hong Yi said hello.

Wang Fan responded without saying much, and went to the stable alone.

It wasn't until he walked away completely that Murong Yan felt relieved all over. The pressure he put on her was really terrifying.

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Inside the stable, the chasing horse was snorting while eating forage.

At the same time, a pair of horse eyes looked at the two uninvited guests next to the stable, with a humane expression on their faces.

It seems to be "unpleasant".

At least, that's how Wang Fan understood it.

"These mastiffs are well-raised. They are as big as donkeys, run like tigers, roar like lions, and look majestic." Wang Fan looked at the young man in green clothes washing the five mastiffs next to the stable with a smile on his face.

This young man's name is Chi Zhuiyang, he is a master raised by Murong's family, and he has a master-student relationship with that old man with white beard and white hair, which is what Murong Yan calls "Uncle Gan".

"Senior, it's absurd." Chi Zhuiyang saluted, and then continued to scrub the five mastiffs with a wooden brush with bristles stuck in them.

These mastiffs no longer had the majestic majesty of mastiffs at this moment, and the dogs all looked at Wang Fan with a flattering expression inside.

"Usually I don't see you guys being so obedient." Chi Zhuiyang felt helpless.

Soon, he finished washing the five mastiffs and straightened up.

"I didn't expect that senior is also a dog lover." At this moment, Chi Zhuiyang noticed that Wang Fan had an approachable temperament.

If he hadn't shown his power yesterday, Chi Zhuiyang would have thought that the other party was just an ordinary man.

"I'm not really a dog lover, but I just know that there are such ferocious dogs. In one place, rich and wealthy people were very keen to keep this kind of dogs. Unfortunately, later..." Wang Fan stopped talking with a smile.

He gently stroked one of the mastiffs.

The mastiff whose head was stroked by him suddenly felt a kind of extreme malice, and his body began to tremble.

Chi Zhuiyang understood something from Wang Fan's expression, and an angry look appeared on his face: "Someone would kill a mastiff to sell meat?"

One must know that mastiffs are the fetishes of town houses, no matter in Yunmeng Kingdom, Huoluo Kingdom, Yuantu Kingdom or Dagan's aristocratic mansions, most of them keep such mastiff dogs.

The top mastiff is the snow mastiff, the next level is the black mastiff, and the next level is the gray mastiff, which can fight fiercely with lions and tigers. It is worth thousands of taels of silver, and there is no market for it.

"Scarcity is the most precious thing. In order to make profits, unscrupulous businessmen keep breeding mastiffs. They don't care about the pure bloodlines or the puppies' physique. They only pursue quantity, which will inevitably lead to the proliferation of mastiffs." Wang Fan's mind flashed some words screen.

"There is such a person!" Chi Zhuiyang's face was filled with anger.

"Of course there are. Chi Yanhou Murong's family values ​​business by any means for the sake of profit. You have been there for many years, haven't you seen such short-sighted people?" Wang Fan said, "Since some people are flocking to mastiffs, there must be some people who will beat them. In terms of thinking, when the mastiff is matched with other dog breeds, it will not be able to guarantee the purity of its own blood, nor can it ensure the combat power of the mastiff itself. No two."

"Huh, don't compare my Mastiff Lion King with those inferior breeds." Murong Yan suddenly walked over, her face full of pride, "These five mastiff dogs are the Mastiff Lion King. Only when the snow mastiff mates can there be a very small chance of producing this mastiff lion king. This kind of mastiff lion king is very spiritual and can take care of thousands of cattle and sheep. Even if a pack of wolves comes, they will roar a few times. The wolves dare not approach! The mastiff lion king is only kept by our Yunmeng royal family, and these five mastiff lion kings are treasures that I can get after spending a lot of money!"

"They have also received training in chasing the sun, and they can fight against warriors! Even against warriors at the level of warriors, they are not afraid at all. Jin'er, use your Cracking Gold Fist." Murong Fu said triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)