The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Seeing tomorrow, it is the day when Chen Fan is going to be an envoy to the slaves. The Huo Mingxin mansion in the East City is still brightly lit even late at night.

Huo Mingxin is just a small official in the prison, even if he is a person in charge, in the eyes of the big people, he is still just a small official.

Although his identity may be a little bit oily, his salary is really low, and it is logically impossible to live in a land like Dongcheng.

But Huo Mingxin has big ambitions, he does not hesitate to tighten his belt, even if he is hungry, he still has to live in Dongcheng.

Because this can better let him meet more big people, so as to realize his ideals and ambitions.

In recent days, Huo Mingxin found that he had found someone who could help him keep pace.

And if you say who is the real nobleman in the entire Great Profound Kingdom today, it is undoubtedly Chen Fan.

But Huo Mingxin was about to fly to the branch and turn into a phoenix when Chen Fan chose to forget.

Chen Fan's phrase "Waiting for my news" that day still lingers in Huo Mingxin's mind. He is thinking deeply about what he has done wrong and why Chen Fan is not happy.

"boom!"

He smashed the desk in front of him, Huo Mingxin's expression was distorted, and his eyes were endlessly unwilling: "Why, where did I go wrong, why didn't any of you give me a chance? I can definitely take this opportunity to prove myself. !"

Huo Mingxin at this time was like a desperate viper, constantly neighing.

But the more he thinks like this, the more he gets into the horns, the whole person looks like crazy.

"Squeak..."

A woman in linen clothes pushed the door and walked in. It seemed that this person should be Huo Mingxin's wife. Although she was not beautiful, she also felt like a small family.

"My husband, there is not much rice at home, and Qinger will go to a private school next year. There is also no tonic for her mother's body. I'm afraid this winter..."

"enough!"

Huo Mingxin didn't listen to his wife's words, and slammed the table, revealing an angry look on his face.

The wife was taken aback, and she didn't dare to speak anymore, but she still stubbornly sat aside and did not leave.

Seeing this situation, Huo Mingxin's state finally softened a bit.

There was a touch of despair in his heart, and he even began to wonder if there was really no way out in his life.

The unwillingness to breed craziness in the bottom of my heart, Huo Mingxin asked himself that he would never allow such mediocre life to live.

Never allow his relatives and children to bear such suffering!

Even if it is death, Huo Mingxin must bear the respect of everyone and the envy of countless people!

"Lady, go get the deed, and Qing'er Yue'er, and mother, call them all, I want one last fight!"

In Huo Mingxin's words, there is a determination that is hard to hide.

Looking at the rising star and the white belly of the sky, Huo Mingxin made his final choice!

This time, if you fail, you will become benevolent!

Huo Mingxin's wife didn't understand what her husband wanted to do, so she pondered for a long time, and finally asked out aloud: "Msang Gong, what do you mean?"

Huo Mingxin was struggling to write quickly and replied without looking back: "This is the last time I will fight for the future for my Huo family. Success or failure is here!"