Chapter 135: Stripping Off Clothes and Hanging Them on the Door

Tang Xuan had a cold smile on his face at this moment.

He had already made all preparations. First, he would beat Hong Ye severely and knock him unconscious.

Then he would take away Mo Xin and all his belongings, and finally put the blame on the Dark Cult.

It had nothing to do with him, Tang Xuan!

He thought this method was surprisingly clever.

Getting something for nothing!

But just when Tang Xuan was in a fantasy.

Snap!

Ye Xiao raised his hand and turned on the light.

He took the apron from the table calmly and tied it slowly.

"Brother, have you eaten? Have a bowl of noodles!"

"Hmm?"

Tang Xuan just froze in place.

No... Brother, I just want to ask why you don't look afraid at all?

My aura... Perfect!

Do you understand! Perfect!

Such a strong aura, it is directly vibrating, and a slap can slap you into dust!

Why don't you show any reaction at all?

Tang Xuan froze in place.

"Don't just stand there, sit down and have a bowl of noodles together."

At this time, another voice sounded.

Tang Xuan turned his head and looked over.

Oh wow!

I didn't notice it just now, but there was another person sitting on the sofa.

This person had his back to Tang Xuan and was silently wiping the three-foot green peak in his hand.

Tang Xuan frowned slightly.

He was using a sword, and he was a sword cultivator. This person must be Hong Ye's junior brother Xiao Hongchen!

"Hmph!"

Tang Xuan sneered, and the doubts in his heart were swept away.

Xiao Hongchen's strength was much worse than Ye Xiao's. These two guys saw that he was pretending to be calm.

You still want to trick him, Tang Xuan? What a joke!

If he could be tricked, Tang Xuan would eat shit upside down!

"Hmph! Boy! I said I'm here to rob you! Hand over all your belongings! I'll spare your life!"

Tang Xuan reiterated again.

"Oh! Brother, you want money, right!"

Ye Xiao poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Here! There are still several hundred million dollars in the card on the sofa! Take it yourself! I'm cooking noodles!"

Huh?

Tang Xuan's brain circuit almost short-circuited.

What the hell?

Cooking noodles? It's not that cooking noodles is more important or the bank card with several hundred million is more important!

However, there are several hundred million in this card. Even if he, Tang Xuan, is the future young patriarch of the Tang family, he can't take out so much money!

He also has a hunting team under his command. That is a gold-eating beast, but if they have this bank card, their hunting team will have no worries about running out of money within a year!

Tang Xuan's eyes were full of greed.

"What? Is it inconvenient to take the card? Brother, you are quite alert!"

Ye Xiao smiled and said, while turning on the stove to cook noodles.

"Senior, hand him the card, and the noodles will be cooked soon."

Ye Xiao greeted.

"Well, okay."

At this time, Su Changhen slowly put away the Jinghong Sword in his hand.

Tang Xuan glanced at it from a distance. This sword... why does it look familiar?

Where on earth have you seen it before?

It looks very much like the sword of a certain big shot.

Where did you see it?

He was puzzled.

Then, the Sword God picked up the bank card and then slowly turned around.

"Here, the bank card you want."

At this moment, a breeze happened to blow outside the window, blowing up the three thousand black hair of the Sword God.

Tang Xuan raised his hand to take the bank card.

Then he looked up and glanced at it reflexively.

Then...

This glance made him silent.

Tang Xuan's legs were shaking uncontrollably.

"I... I I I! That... I... suddenly remembered... that there seems to be something... at home!"

"I... I'm leaving first, that... card, I'll give it back to you... It's not easy for you young people to make some money... I'm leaving first!"

Then he stuffed the money back into Su Changhen's hand.

Then he slowly turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

One step, two steps.

Tang Xuan was almost unable to stand steadily. His legs were shaking rapidly.

He was silently reciting in his heart.

"Don't stop me! Don't stop me!"

Just when he was only one step away from the window.

"Wait a minute!"

The Sword God suddenly spoke.

Swish!

Tang Xuan's whole body tensed up.

"The noodles are ready, eat some noodles before leaving."

The Sword God spoke lightly, and then threw the bank card directly onto the table.

Ye Xiao just came out with two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.

"Brother, come and have a bowl. It's cold, eat a bowl of noodles to warm your body."

Tang Xuan's face under the mask was extremely ugly.

He could only move towards the dining table.

This was only a dozen steps away, but it was as far away as the end of the world for him.

The Sword God sat at the dining table and started eating with relish.

"Brother, do you want to eat?"

"Why are you wearing a mask? Take it off and eat."

Ye Xiao had a half-smile on his face.

Tang Xuan's face was extremely ugly.

If he took it off, his identity would be exposed!

But if he doesn't take it off, what if the Sword God kills him with one sword here!

"Don't pretend, kid from the Tang family, I know it's you."

The Sword God said lightly after drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup.

"Tang Xuan, you are so stupid, don't you know that the villa I live in is under the name of the Sword God! You come to rob without investigating in advance, you are really not a competent robber!"

Ye Xiao chuckled.

Tang Xuan took off his mask with an ugly look on his face.

"So you were just playing tricks on me?"

"Why not? I felt you following me after I left the hotel."

"If I hadn't met the Sword God, you would have succeeded."

Ye Xiao looked scared.

"Damn it! You're so lucky!"

Tang Xuan said unwillingly.

"Hong Ye, stop fooling him. You fooled him. I came back because of the message you sent me."

The Sword God said.

"Hahaha! It's fun to fool him! I just don't know if the heir of the Tang family is so stupid. Will he bankrupt the Tang family in the future!"

Ye Xiao laughed.

"Hong Ye! Ah ah ah ah!"

Tang Xuan shouted angrily.

He hated two people the most in his life. One was Ye Xiao who crippled his brother, but Ye Xiao was already dead.

The second one was Hong Ye who fooled him like this!

Tang Xuan wanted to kill Hong Ye.

Bang!

The Sword God threw a sword energy in his face from a distance.

"Why are you yelling so loudly in the middle of the night! It's so noisy!"

"Tang Xuan, you even dare to snatch my disciple! Your Tang family has become more and more arrogant in recent years! You Tang Xuan are quite something! It seems that I have to ask your grandfather in person how he teaches the younger generation!"

Su Changhen sneered.

A trace of fear flashed across Tang Xuan's face, and he didn't care about the pain on his face.

He knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Sword God! Forgive me once! I was wrong!"

"Forgive you? This is not up to me! This is up to my apprentice Hong Ye!"

Su Changhen said.

"Hong Ye, what do you think is appropriate?"

"Haha, Tang Xuan, I know you are Jiang Rou's fiancée. Sooner or later, there will be a battle between us, not only you, but also the Chu family. You two families should clean your necks and wait for my return."

Ye Xiao said coldly.

"Sword God, please strip him naked and hang him on the door of the Tang family. That's enough."

"It's a good idea."

Sword God nodded.

But Tang Xuan's face turned pale when he heard this.

What a joke!

Although it didn't cause him any direct harm, it was really a social disaster!

If the news that he, the heir to the Tang family, was stripped naked and hung on the door was spread out, how could he, Tang Xuan, survive in the imperial capital!

"Sword God! No..."

But before he finished speaking, the Sword God snapped his fingers.

He directly sealed Tang Xuan's mouth.

Then he swept his hand across, and all the clothes on Tang Xuan's body were removed.

He once again blocked Tang Xuan's fighting power.

Finally.

With a wave of his sleeves, a sword light wrapped him up and rushed into the sky.

He flew directly out of the window of the villa.