The Secret of the Seal

Seeing that Wenqishan disappeared, Zhao Weihu’s brows wrinkled tightly. It is said that he has now turned to Cao Xiaoxian, but he still does not want to be an enemy of Fu Yanshan. Cao Xiaoxian’s scruples about him inadvertently made Zhao Weihu’s heart unable to be practical. Under such circumstances, the escape of Wenqishan is undoubtedly a trouble.

"Huang Xiuze, you are so damn!" Zhao Weihu clenched his teeth and was full of resentment.

Huang Xiuze’s injury at this time has not stood up even. He simply lay on the ground and waited for Zhao Weihu, sneer: "Zhao Weihu, although your cultivation has risen to the level of nine, you are definitely not the helper. Opponent. Waiting for the helper to get the message, come with the wrath of Thunder, I see how you parry!"

Zhao Weihu listened to his heart more annoying, screaming at Huang Xiuze. "Maybe I should take you off now!"

Huang Xiuze spit out a **** water and laughed and said, "Okay, then you do it! I am Huang Xiuze, who is afraid of death?"

"You..." Fighting for so many years, Huang Xiuze's hard air, Zhao Weihu certainly knows.

"Zhao Ye, you don't need to be angry." Ma Yong smiled and walked over. "I see that Wenqishan is not hurt. Even if Huang Xiuze sent Zhaofu, he wants to leave the Sanctuary alone. It’s not so easy to go to the dry palace to report. I’m sending people, blocking the whole city, and holding every way to the main palace, I will be able to catch Wenqishan.”

Zhao Weihu calmed down and waved "Good! You can do it yourself."

“Zhao Ye rest assured!” Ma Yong nodded and pointed to Huang Xiuze and his cadres and asked, “Zhao Ye, how are you going to deal with them?”

Zhao Weihu looked cold and sighed. "You can't kill them now. You will shut them all into the dungeons and strictly guard them. Don't let them escape! Wait for the Fuyanshan to be picked up and send them on the road!"

"Zhao Weihu, Ma Yong, you will not have a good end!" Huang Xiuze screamed exhaustedly.

Ma Yong snorted and recruited two guards and took Huang Xiuze to the dungeon.

Zhao Weihu patted Ma Yong’s shoulder and said, “Ma Yong, today, thanks to you, you made a great contribution!”

Ma Yong smiled. "Zhao Ye, this is not all I should do. What is the credit?"

Zhao Weihu shook his head. "No! This seat has always been clear, and it has merits and rewards! In this way, Huang’s industry is also quite a lot. From this moment, it is yours!"

"Ah? All... all belong to me? How is this done?" Huang Xiuze’s wealth in the Three Sacreds is much more than that of Ma Yong. Zhao Weihu’s brains are all rewarded to him, which makes Ma Yong both excited and Fear.

"Ha ha ha ... Ma Yong, I still don't know you? You are a financial fan! Why, even you, will be too much money?" Zhao Weihu laughed.

"No, I just think that the wealth of the Huang family should be attributed to Zhao, you can only be able to overcome the small?"

Zhao Weihu snorted and looked sad. "There are some things in the Huang family. Where can I get into the eyes of Zhao Weihu? I want Zhao Weihu, more!"

"Ah?" Although Ma Yong has seen ambitions in Zhao Weihu's body, but Ma Yong is the first time to feel that Zhao Weihu's ambition is much larger than he imagined.

Seeing Ma Yong’s face astonished, Zhao Weihu smiled at him and said, “Let’s go! The things of Huang’s family will be surnamed afterwards! This is nothing, as long as you follow me loyally, maybe one day The whole three saints are yours!"

Ma Yong was so excited that he hurried down and screamed, "Zhao Ye is relieved, I am willing to be the brain of Zhao Ye!"