The Dragon King's Doctor-in-Law of the Female President

"What does the head of the family mean?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

Guan Xuehai shook his head and said: "I always feel that there is something strange about the Presbyterian Church's sudden retreat."

"Could it be that the Presbyterian Church did this deliberately to support Bai Mo?"

"Master, I don't think it's possible!" the middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Let's not say that Bai Mo is just an abandoned son who was kicked out by the Bai family. Just talk about Bai Mo's current strength. Is there anything that can make the Council of Elders take a fancy?"

"Even if the Presbyterian Church wants to support Bai Mo, what's the reason?"

"And if the Presbyterian Church wants to support Bai Mo, why not just send someone to help him?"

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Guan Xuehai nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."

"I was scared to death by the father and son Bai Hongru and Bai Mo."

"The two of them teamed up and caused heavy losses to our Guan family!"

"Actually, no matter how strong Bai Mo is now, the forces in the imperial capital have already kicked him out."

"So what if he is powerful in Zhongzhou?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "That's right, how can a small place like Zhongzhou compare with the imperial capital?"

"Master, don't worry!"

"If Bai Mo was really strong, I guess the old lady of the Bai family and Bai Zhan would have started a war long ago!"

"Why are you still thinking of playing with Bai Mo in the midst of applause?"

"Not necessarily!" Guan Xuehai shook his head and said, "I don't know about Bai Zhan, but the old lady of the Bai family values ​​Bai Mo very much."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have used the Bai family's treasure as a bargaining chip to let us deal with Bai Mo."

"After Bai Zhan became the head of the family, his self-confidence increased. He felt that Bai Mo was no match for him. He wanted to wait until Bai Mo finally established a foothold in the imperial capital, and then give Bai Mo a head-on blow. What a plan!"

Guan Xuehai sneered, "In all these years, there has never been a case of brothers killing each other in the Bai family. I didn't expect that in this generation, Bai Zhan would be so ruthless."

White House.

Bai Zhan looked in the direction of the Martial Arts Association for a while and said calmly: "My younger brother, it's true!"

"Always so confident!"

"I thought I could challenge the Martial Arts Association one-on-one because I thought I had defeated a few people."

"Don't he know that there is an old monster in the Martial Arts Association?"

"That's a holy warrior!"

The old man said: "I guess Bai Mo was overwhelmed by hatred."

"I thought he would make some progress after five years, but he is still so impulsive."

"Suddenly it didn't feel interesting anymore."

"He is not worthy of being my opponent at all!"

In the underground KTV, Sister Gu was sitting in a private room, listening to the report of her subordinates, with no expression on her face.

"Sister Gu, Bai Mo really doesn't know the heights of the world. He actually went to the Martial Arts Association alone." A younger brother next to him said.

Sister Gu glanced at him and said, "Tell the brothers below that no one can act without my order."

"The Martial Arts Association wants to express his gratitude to the old lady of the Bai family, so let him go."

"We have to ensure the safety of our brothers first."

"Understood, Sister Gu!" The younger brother said with a smile, "When they are all about the same level, we will take action."

Sister Gu asked, "Are those gentlemen okay?"

"Everything is fine. The gentlemen are back. We are just waiting for Sister Gu to give the order." The younger brother said with a smile, "We have worshiped them for so many years, and it is time for them to contribute."

"Yeah!" Sister Gu nodded and said.

In the Baimo Villa.

After everyone heard the loud noise, they all looked outside.

Leng Ran said: "This is the direction of the Martial Arts Association!"

"Is Bai Mo in danger?" Su Muqing heard this and asked hurriedly: "Leng Ran, how about you go help Bai Mo?"

He smiled coldly and said, "Mu Qing, when did you realize that Bai Mo does things impulsively?"

"If he dares to go, it means there is no problem."

"The old guy from the Martial Arts Association is just a holy warrior. It's just a matter of time."

"Do not worry!"

After hearing Leng Ran's words, Su Muqing felt relieved, but her face still showed some worry.

Ling Feihong and Ling Wufeng didn't speak. They actually wanted to see what happened in the Martial Arts Association?

But the most important thing right now is to stay here to protect Su Muqing.

We just defeated a martial arts association. If those families come again, we will be in trouble.

At this time, the Ling family's children had already cleaned the courtyard, and there was no trace of blood in the entire courtyard.

If it weren't for the shattered marble tiles on the ground, it would have been impossible to tell that a battle had taken place here an hour ago.

It is worth mentioning that the children of the Ling family were cleaning the courtyard and were worrying about what to do with the bodies of the disciples of the Martial Arts Association.

But the people from Tianming Pavilion came, bringing two trucks with them.

The two parties had a tacit understanding and did not speak. They just threw the body of the martial arts association into the truck.

Bai Wanjun also contacted workers to come over and clean up the damaged areas of the courtyard.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Martial Arts Association, the dust and fog gradually dissipated.

The two middle-aged men on the tall building looked there without blinking, for fear of missing something?

Two figures emerged from the dust mist. The middle-aged man in black said in surprise: "Bai Mo can still stand!"

"Look at the old president!" said the middle-aged man in white.

At this time, the old president of the Martial Arts Association stood quietly opposite Bai Mo, just looking at Bai Mo.

"What is your cultivation level?" the white-haired old man asked.

After fighting Bai Mo just now, the white-haired old man suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The so-called expert can tell whether Bai Mo's sword energy is there as soon as he takes action. The moment Bai Mo's sword energy collides with his own return energy energy, the huge energy coming out of the intersection lets the white-haired old man know how powerful Bai Mo's sword energy is.

At this time, there was a pool of blood on Bai Mo's chest, and there was still blood that had not dried up at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Mo took a deep breath and said, "You can't beat me!"

"I admit that you are strong, but you are injured now, and I am still in my prime!" the white-haired old man said with a sneer.

Bai Mo shook his head and said: "You will never know the difference between the martial arts cultivation achieved by relying on external forces and the one achieved by one's own cultivation!"

In an instant, Bai Mo's figure moved again, and this time Bai Mo's aura soared to the extreme in the blink of an eye.

"The Way of the Sword - Killing!"

The middle-aged man in black on the high-rise building couldn't help shouting: "Bai Mo actually took the initiative to attack!"

"Don't he know he's injured?"

"Why does he think he can defeat a warrior who has reversed the Mysterious Skills of the Holy Realm?"

At this time, the middle-aged man in white clothes was just staring at the courtyard of the Martial Arts Association. Suddenly, the middle-aged man in white clothes said:

"I understand!"

"I finally know why Bai Mo forced the old president of the Martial Arts Association to reverse Xuan Gong!"