Chapter 298 (1/2)

Is it true that the Luo family is also an aristocratic family similar to the guwu family?

This is Luo Yunyang's first thought. Thinking of the ancient martial family, Luo Yunyang's eyes showed a smile.

He became the blood clothes Weidu hall, but he suppressed the guwu aristocratic family not lightly, not to mention that after he became a god level strong man, the major guwu aristocratic families began to tremble under their own dignity.

According to Luo Yunyang's memory of his father, he thought his father was an ordinary man who went out to make a living.

But Luo Jinlong's complacency and the iron card made Luo Yunyang know his father more deeply.

”May I borrow your kind words.” Luo Jinlong's pride, if it falls into the eyes of ordinary people, is definitely a stimulus, but for Luo Yunyang, it doesn't feel at all.

What's more, he didn't feel Luo Jinlong's hostility.

Luo Jinlong's reaction to Luo Yunyang was very unexpected. You should know that young people's self-esteem is stronger and stronger.

The young man responded so calmly under his own small stimulation, either he was born with a broad mind, or his happiness and anger were not in color.

Either way, it means that the young man has a bright future.

”Ha ha, young man, maybe you can really become a martial god in our family.”

Wu Shen Luo Kai!

Luo Yunyang is extremely sensitive to this name, because this person's fame is too big.

”Is the martial god also from our family?” Luo Yunyang asked softly.

”Isn't it? You don't even know this? The martial god is the head of our Luo family!” Luo Jinlong's eyes were full of admiration.

Wu Shen Luo Kai, Luo clan!

With the arrival of Luo Yunyang, no new people came to the tidal platform. When Luo Yunyang waited for two hours, they saw a helicopter falling from the sky.

Two middle-aged men came down from the helicopter. Each of them had strong muscles and bones and extraordinary momentum. Luo Yunyang looked at them and found that they were both first-class martial artists.

First class martial arts teachers are very precious in the grand Federation. It can be said that first-class martial arts teachers are all first-class figures in the grand Federation.

Now, in order to pick up some young people, two first-class martial arts teachers have come.

”Wuge, Wuwu, I see you again.” Luo Jinlong, with an excited face, rushed to a middle-aged man with excitement in his voice.

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said unexpectedly, ”you are...”

”I'm Bruce Lee!” Luo Jinlong said loudly, ”Little Dragon who used to live behind your house.”

”Oh, you're Bruce Lee. You're so big.” The man nodded and then said faintly, ”this is your child. Well, I'll take it away for you and cultivate it.”

Although there is nothing wrong with this sentence, the coldness can be imagined. Luo Yunyang can feel a sense of superiority from the words of the superior first-class martial artist.

”Take out all the tokens.” Another middle-aged man said in a deep voice, ”you know the rules of the family. If you want to make up for two children at will, it's wishful thinking.”

”Once there is a problem in blood monitoring, don't blame the family rules.”

Murderous words make people tremble from bottom of the their heart, but they have no effect on Luo Yunyang.

Because there were not many people gathered, he soon came to Luo Yunyang, who lit the sign in his hand.

The first-class martial artist in charge of collecting the brand shook his head gently when he saw Luo Yunyang's brand. For them, the closer the blood is, the more hope they will awaken. It is a waste to let him test the blood of branches such as Luo Yunyang.

”It's a purple dragon!” Another martial artist looked at the sign in Luo Yunyang's hand and his voice suddenly trembled.

Another martial arts Master heard the word ”Purple Dragon pulse”, and his look changed. He reached for Luo Yunyang's sign and showed a trace of solemnity on his face.

”Young man, tell me, where did you get this brand?” A middle-aged man asked Luo Yunyang solemnly.

Luo Yunyang felt so strange from the man's words. But the more so, his idea of hiding his identity is more firm.

In Luo Yunyang's impression, his father is an ordinary person, and this small iron card can be valued by two first-class martial artists. There must be a lot of hidden things in it.

And only when they are in a weak position, I'm afraid the truth will jump out unscrupulously.

”My father left it to me.” Luo Yunyang said solemnly.