Chapter 510 The Matsuga Family's Secrets

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In the shower, Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body was trembling slightly. It was a very mysterious feeling, and it was also very complicated. Thus, she naturally remembered the man who should be outside. Xuanyuan Qinghuan looked straight at the locked bathroom door, her eyes flashing, carrying an extremely rare sense of shyness. It was as if Lin Xuanyuan could clearly see himself bathing in the bathroom with a clairvoyant eye.

Even Lin Xuanyuan didn't know that Xuanyuan Longyin had personally proposed Xuanyuan Qinghuan's betrothal to him.

To be Lin Xuanyuan's woman.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan was mentally prepared a long time ago. As one of the two known world-shaking female masters, Sitting firmly in the position of Martial Arts Sovereign, Xuanyuan Qinghuan did not have much respect and admiration for the War God King or the royal family. She did not think that being Lin Xuanyuan's woman was a glorious thing. She had such confidence, so she had always been calm and treated this matter as her destiny.

However, fate was fate. The fact that the two of them didn't have the slightest bit of emotional foundation before was the truth. Even before this incident, the two of them had faced each other head-on. Under such circumstances, it was still unrealistic for Xuanyuan Qing Huan to climb onto Lin Xuanyuan's bed peacefully.

But what was reality?

Xuanyuan Qinghuan didn't know either.

She subconsciously refused, But the refusal was not complete, She knew that it was wrong to drag her feet and say something like that, but he had to do it, Or perhaps he didn't dare to refuse too thoroughly, After Master died, What was left behind was a stall that looked like Xuanyuan's bloodline was unified. But how much did Lin Xuanyuan feel about the people from the Xuanyuan Clan? How much of a sense of belonging did the rest of the Xuanyuan Clan have towards Lin Xuanyuan? Xuanyuan Qinghuan didn't even dare to imagine such a question. With Lin Xuanyuan's personality, If necessary, he wouldn't care even if the rest of the Xuanyuan Clan died. The Xuanyuan Clan and the Xuanyuan Clan in Lin Xuanyuan's hands were destined to belong to him only, not to some other people. As long as the balance method and peak method were in his hands, the inheritance of the Xuanyuan Clan wouldn't be cut off, and he wouldn't be bothered to care about the people left behind by his master.

Xuanyuan Long died suddenly. Xuanyuan Qinghuan was caught off guard. After being heartbroken, Xuanyuan Qinghuan finally realized the most realistic question. That was, he had already become a bridge between Lin Xuanyuan and the rest of the Xuanyuan Clan. He had become the pillar of everyone else, and Lin Xuanyuan needed to rely on himself to stabilize their hearts. Only a world-shaking expert like her was qualified to play this role. Even Xuanyuan Qingchen might not be qualified for the rest.

In this case, Xuanyuan Qinghuan was the first to lose out to Lin Xuanyuan. He always felt that he had sacrificed himself for the future of the Xuanyuan bloodline. When he thought about it, he felt extremely tragic, but he did not regret it. He did not think about whether it was worth it or not. There were some things that he would occasionally laugh at himself in his heart and not affect his emotions. However, if he showed it, it would be pretentious.

The big surfing bathtub is very spacious, Xuanyuan Qinghuan lay silently in the bathtub. At the thought that Lin Xuanyuan might be lying in this position after he left, The originally rosy face that was steaming with steam became even more charming, and her eyes were intoxicating. She slowly held a handful of water droplets and sprinkled them on her head. The water droplets slid down her fair and tender cheeks. The Xuanyuan First Senior Sister lightly sighed and muttered to herself, "Master, what should I do?"

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The villa is on the fourth floor.

Unlike Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qinghuan's luxurious bedrooms, This villa with two private elevators on the fourth floor, the real owner's room was as luxurious as any hotel presidential suite or private clubhouse. Three bedrooms and two living rooms occupied nearly half of the space on the fourth floor, luxurious and high enough to make any upstart cry.

After arranging the accommodation for Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qinghuan, Matsu Ichiro walks into his room. The first was an extremely spacious living room, There was plenty of light. The ground on the fourth floor was already a high point in the manor without tall buildings. Standing in front of the huge French window, he could see most of the scenery in the manor. Matsu Ichiro stood in front of the French window and glanced at his daughter who had followed behind him. He pointed to the sofa with a calm expression and said, "Sit down."

Matsuka Ichiro's daughter is called Matsuka Kumi, Chinese name Chen Xun, In his early twenties this year, About 1.65 meters tall, Not tall, But there was a delicate charm to it, Her face was not exquisite, It's the kind of delicate, comfortable-looking, Her eyes were clear. Her temperament was lively and lively, Now studying at Gotham University, She's a famous genius in college, Proficient in Go, Tea ceremony, calligraphy, For guitars, Piano, Guzheng also dabbled in, like ballet, taekwondo black belt, is a can bloom in all kinds of occasions no less than the beauty of the little beauty, but in Matsuka Ichiro's view, his daughter is talented, but in the end is still too young, lack of temper, irritability, rashness, impatience and other shortcomings can also find a lot of.

"Xun, you're too anxious."

Looking at his daughter sitting on the sofa in silence, Matsu Ichiro frowned slightly. His tone was low and could not be considered a reprimand, but it was definitely not calm.

Song Hexun sat on the sofa and remained silent. Her delicate yet charming face looked very calm. At this moment, how could he still have the slightest bit of admiration and fanaticism when he saw Lin Xuanyuan? Only a deep silence remained.

"Our friendship with Lin Xuanyuan has not reached that stage. We are too anxious. There is no benefit. We will only appear abrupt. Who is Lin Xuanyuan? Do you think he's about your age and is just as stupid as you? Childish! That is the king of the royal family. In the entire Dark World, there are not many people who can be above him. When he develops the Xuanyuan bloodline, he can even be a giant that can sit on equal footing with the emperor. Young? "It's because he's young that he looks even more terrifying!"

Matsu Ichiro scolded sternly.

Xuanyuan bloodline!

If Lin Xuanyuan heard this word coming out of Matsu Ichiro 's mouth, he didn't know what to think.

This super spy from the Divine Boat Empire who came to the United States from Japan knew a lot.

"But he's always useful to us. At the very least, we have to help him a lot on this mission. Furthermore, father has already started planning to join the Skull and Bones Society. I think the Divine Continent Empire will know what this means. In the future, we will be able to grasp more secrets of the United States, and we can also do so."

"Not bad?!"

Matsu Ichiro suddenly snorted coldly. Looking at his daughter, who was still not convinced, his tone became even sharper. "Xun, you said it yourself. That's the future!" What is the future? ! "That's what hasn't happened yet. This means nothing. We have to help Lin Xuanyuan a lot this time, but we haven't helped him yet. Do you think it's meaningful for you to negotiate with Lin Xuanyuan using things that haven't happened?"

"But what I want to talk to Lin Xuanyuan about is also the future."

Xun Xun puffed out her rosy little mouth.

"Enough!"

Matsuka Ichiro glared fiercely at Matsuka Kumi. "Don't mention this in the future, Xun. You should understand that our future and the future you want to discuss with Lin Xuanyuan are two completely different things. At the very least, we still don't have enough understanding of him. He also doesn't have enough trust in us. He doesn't understand, he doesn't have trust. What makes you think you can convince Lin Xuanyuan? It was simply self-righteous! There is no good outcome to such negotiations! "

Song Hexun lowered her head silently, then muttered to herself, "But Zhao Yuan..."

Matsuka Ichiro looked out of the window with an indifferent expression. After a long while, he sighed and said softly, "I'll handle the matter of Zhao Yuan. In short, before you're confident, Xun, you shouldn't be so reckless. Do you know?"

Song Hexun nodded silently. When she mentioned Zhang Zhaoyuan, her eyes were as gentle as water.

Only Song He Yilang's true trusted aides knew that Zhang Zhaoyuan was not only the top fighting strength of the Song He Clan, he was also Song He Yilang's son-in-law. Song He Xun, the little princess of the Song He Group, was even more devoted to Zhang Zhaoyuan and even killed a child for him.

The sound of the door opening sounded softly.

Zhang Zhaoyuan, who still had a calm expression, walked in and looked at Matsu Ichiro . He nodded and called for the boss.

"Zhao Yuan, how is it?"

Matsu Ichiro asked with a chuckle. He naturally knew what Zhang Zhaoyuan was doing just now.

"He said that when the matter with the United States is over and I come back from the Nine Continents City, he will fight me."

Zhang Zhaoyuan's voice was deep, but his eyes were burning like crazy.

Matsu Ichiro was thoughtful.

"Zhao Yuan, you..."

Song Hexun sat at the side and opened her mouth. She looked at her beloved man with worry.

'"I'm definitely no match for him. If I go all out, I might even leave him with a serious injury, but that's fine. After all, it's not a life-or-death enemy. He can't really kill me. It's just a spar. I heard that Lin Xuanyuan regards the Emperor as the target he wants to surpass. And now, Lin Xuanyuan is the target I want to surpass."

Zhang Zhaoyuan sat down beside Song Hexun and took the tea from his girlfriend. He drank it all in one gulp and said softly and firmly.

"I believe you."

Song Hexun's eyes were blurred as she clenched Zhang Zhaoyuan's palm tightly, her tone equally resolute.

Zhang Zhaoyuan smiled and lowered his head to take out a cigarette.

Song Hexun gently and considerately took out a lighter to help light the fire. Her expression was gentle and happy.

"Zhao Yuan, prepare to go to the Divine Continent Empire . Is there any problem with disguise?"

Matsu Ichiro stood in front of the French window and looked out of the window. He asked calmly without turning his head.

"No problem, but I still need to communicate with Lin Xuanyuan to avoid revealing any flaws."

Zhang Zhaoyuan smoked his cigarette and said indifferently.

"I think Lin Xuanyuan will take the initiative to talk to you about this. I'll change my hairstyle first and be ready to leave at any time."

Matsu Ichiro said in a calm tone.

Zhang Zhaoyuan grunted, lowered his head, and quietly clenched his fist with one hand.

He looked at the palm he was holding and narrowed his eyes. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "I really want to see the once famous Dragon Fist of the Xuanyuan Clan earlier."

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