In the bedroom, Wei Zhengxun looked at the sleeping Zhao Xiaoni with a worried look on her face.

"Mr. Ning, my niece..." "It's not in the way!"

Ning Xuan waved his hand.

"Although the eldest lady was seriously injured, it was not an absolute bad thing!"

Ning Xuan said with a flashing look on his face.

"The young lady was originally wandering at the peak of external energy. Now is the best time to go further!"

Speaking of this, Ning Xuan suddenly thought of something and said quickly.

"Didn't Yizhimei give her a spiritual pill?"

"It's time to take it now! I'll help her protect her!"

When Wei Zhengxun heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Jiang, Brother Jiang, I... feels so painful!"

At this time, a slight murmur came from Zhao Xiaoni's mouth.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but shake their heads. Unexpectedly, this girl was still thinking about the man.

Ah sneezing! Jiang Beichen sneezed heavily by the Jinling River.

"Military gate, put it on and be careful of catching a cold!"

Zhao Qun came over and draped a cloak on Jiang Beichen's body.

"I sneeze, usually it's not because I catch a cold, but it's probably because I don't have a good thing!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head, sneezed the day before yesterday, and a phone call came to his home after a while.

Diao Yulan called him, scolded him for being a heartless person, left his wife alone at home, and went out to fool around himself. If he didn't get back, he would let Wang Xuewu divorce him.

Fortunately, my wife was considerate and snatched the phone. The two of them made an hour of phone calls.

After Wang Xuewu returned to Yunshan, she no longer became the president of the branch. Jiang Beichen had already given up the position of president.

Now that the boss lady is in power, she is now the chairman and president of Rongding. Moreover, Rongding recently jointly developed a project with He Fusheng and Yuan Zhengnan, and Wang Xuewu is busy all day long.

"Military Gate, I heard that my wife has been busy late every day recently. Don't you feel sorry for me?"

Zhao Qun couldn't help but quip.

"A woman, she just wants to keep her busy every day. She has no time to deal with you. Otherwise, if she is bored at home and has nothing to do, she will only think about you every day, so can you still do your career?"

Jiang Beichen spoke seriously.

"No, military gate, then why do I always see you smiling foolishly when you look at your wife's photos?"

Zhao Qun couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"..." Jiang Beichen: "Do I have it?"

"have!"

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Qun: "..." Woo woo! At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew on the river. Zhao Qun was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Military Gate, the people have arrived!"

At this time, a black-topped boat slowly sailed towards the riverside.

On the bow of the boat, an old man wearing a hat and coarse linen stood with his hands behind his back.

And beside the old man was a 17 or 18-year-old young man in rags.

"Hero! We're here!"

The young man kept wavering at them and screamed excitedly.

But when the boat was approaching the shore, it suddenly stopped.

"Senior, why not go ashore and talk?"

Jiang Beichen shouted from a distance.

"The lonely shadow of the cold river, passers-by in the rivers and lakes, why do you have to know each other when you meet!"

The old man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

"Your Excellency saved my grandson. Hong came today just to thank him in person!"

"If you do any orders in the future, as long as you do not violate the law or violate the morals of the world, my beggars' sect will do your best!"

The old man spoke sincerely, but his voice was a little distant.

Repaying kindness means repaying kindness, and the old man doesn't seem to want to mix with other things.

"Senior Hong, Jiang has always respected your character, so why should you keep others from thousands of miles away?"

Jiang Beichen said lightly, and then walked along the river.

The old man stomped his feet, and the small black boat suddenly retreated rapidly on the river surface.

Jiang Beichen's mouth was raised, and he continued to step forward. He caught up with the boat in a few seconds, and then stepped on the side of the boat.

Bang! The old man suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped Jiang Beichen's chest. Jiang Beichen naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The two of them started fighting in Jiang.

The boat was still gliding rapidly until the center of the river, and suddenly stopped. At this time, with a bang, the surrounding river water suddenly exploded, like a sky curtain covering the boat.

Fortunately, it was foggy, otherwise the people who were traveling on the shore would be even more difficult to explain.

The Chinese people really know martial arts! Crazy! The sky dissipates and the boat gradually stabilizes.

"I lost!"

The old man shook his head and sighed.

"You are injured!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly.

"Even if there is no injury, I am not your opponent!"

The old man shook his head and said, his body trembling slightly.

This young man is stronger than he imagined! It seems that he is really old! One table, two cups, and a pot of tea.

As soon as the pot of water was boiling, the little beggar quickly poured the tea into the tea cup and brewed it slowly.

"please!"

Hong Tiande hugged his sleeves and reached out to signal.

"Thank you!"

The two sat opposite each other, only to hear the tea sizzling in the cup.

After a long time, Jiang Beichen suddenly spoke.

"Senior Hong, I invite you this time because I hope you can come out to revive the Martial Arts Association!"

"I have retired, and I don't care about the court!"

Hong Tiande shook his head and spoke up disheartenedly.

"Senior, the ancients said that when you live in a high temple, you worry about your king, and when you live in a far away world, you worry about your people. You are a great hero of your generation, so can't you think about it for the people?"

Jiang Beichen frowned and said with a sincere face.

Hong Tiande sighed, "Hong is now a half-waste person, and he can only waste his life. How can he manage the affairs of the world!"

"Senior, this is a bad word. You are the leader of the Beggars' Sect and are a role model for countless young people. You are enough to represent half of the martial arts world!"

Jiang Beichen is not a compliment. With Hong Tiande's seniority and reputation, no one can surpass his influence in the martial arts world! "My era is over!"

Hong Tiande sighed.

"I really don't want to participate in the intrigue and pursuit of fame and fortune in the world!"

Hong Tiande still shook his head and said.

"Besides, it's not the same who will sit in the world?"

"The people are suffering, the people are suffering, the people are suffering!"

Hong Tiande said with emotion.

"I don't know if you came to me, on behalf of the military, or for yourself, but if you want to use me, sorry, you may be disappointed!"

Hong Tiande finally said in a deep voice.

"Senior, you misunderstood me! I'm not for the military, nor for myself!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly.

"oh?

Do you guarantee that you have no ambitions?”

Hong Tiande couldn't help sneering, his tone was a little disdainful.
To be continued...