"Junior Brother Chu, are you listening to me?"
"Oh, oh, listen, senior sister." Seeing the senior sister Zhong Wuyan in front of him, who was more than fifty years old but still fair-skinned, beautiful and charming, Chu Qiuyang felt dazed for a while and stopped talking.
"Why do you feel that since you went to Wen Dao Academy, your whole person has become strange?" Zhong Wuyan couldn't help complaining.
Chu Qiuyang was extremely talented, and his attainments in divine literature were outstanding among his peers. As a result, he developed an aloof character who did not like to communicate with others. He had few friends in Lingxiao Holy Land, except for his uncle Chu Lingfeng, who was also a genius.
Apart from the elders, Senior Sister Zhong Wuyan is the one I am closest to.
The two of them studied under the same master since they were young. Zhong Wuyan always took care of this junior fellow student who was not very emotionally intelligent as if he were his own brother. However, Chu Qiuyang, who refused to accept anyone, could only stand in front of this senior sister.
, will show the most true temperament.
Later, Zhong Wuyan married Qi Xuan, a spiritual elder brother from Lingxiao Holy Land, and the two had a son.
In recent years, not only has she stepped into the realm of spiritual masters, she has also recruited a direct disciple with astonishing qualifications, and won the first prize in the competition for disciples under the age of thirty in the Holy Land.
Such a life trajectory can be said to have three bumper harvests in love, career and family. It is not an exaggeration to call it a winner in life.
However, precisely because of the close relationship between the two as siblings, Chu Qiuyang truly understood the pain that had been buried deep in Zhong Wuyan's heart.
No matter how enviable her current life seems, it cannot make up for the endless sadness caused by the loss of her biological brother.
"Senior sister, does Zhenhai really have no descendants?"
Zhong Zhenhai was Zhong Wuyan's long-dead younger brother, and one of Chu Qiuyang's few close friends.
"Why do you ask that?" When Zhong Wuyan heard him mention Zhong Zhenhai, the pain in his eyes flashed away, "Zhenhai has never married a wife. You know this, so how can he have children?"
"Of course I know this." Chu Qiuyang didn't want to say anything, but when he thought of Zhong Wen's appearance that was almost exactly the same as Zhong Zhenhai, he couldn't help but said, "But I met a young man in Wen Dao Academy.
He is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he and Zhenhai are almost cut out of the same mold."
"The world is so big and full of wonders." Zhong Wuyan shuddered and tried to calm down his voice, "It's normal to have someone with a similar appearance."
"That young man's surname is also Zhong." Chu Qiuyang continued.
"Clang!"
Zhong Wuyanyu's hand shook, and the tea cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The dark green tea spread along the ground and spread far away.
"Senior sister, before Zhenhai passed away, he stayed in the Daqian Empire for a period of time. Could it be that at that time..." Chu Qiuyang expressed his speculation.
"He only stayed in the Daqian Empire for less than two months, and he has never been heard of being close to any woman." Zhong Wuyan shook his head and said, "It's mostly a coincidence."
However, the trembling hands and slightly choked voice all showed Zhong Wuyan's emotional agitation.
Senior sister is worried that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!
Chu Qiuyang knew her best and instantly understood what his senior sister was thinking. He was determined to find time to go to Daqian Empire again and make plans after finding out Zhong Wen's life experience.
After chattering for a while, Chu Qiuyang stood up and left the room. However, he never noticed that tears as clear as pearls were streaming down the face of Senior Sister Zhong behind him.
"Uncle Chu!" Just as he was about to step out of the building, a soft and graceful female voice came to his mind.
"Xiao Zhu." Chu Qiuyang turned his head, and what appeared in front of him was a young woman about twenty-two or three years old, with a pair of big beautiful eyes shining with crystal light, her pink skin was white and rosy, and she was delicate. Her red lips were pursed tightly, and her beautiful face exuded a sense of stubbornness and confidence.
Her hair is not too long, and can only be spread down to the bottom of her neck. She wears a silver-white short dress on her upper body, which tightly wraps her proud breasts, but cannot cover her snow-white belly. She also wears silver on her lower body. The white mid-short skirt reveals slender and smooth calves and a pair of playful boots.
Recognizing that the woman behind him was Ji Weizhu, Zhong Wuyan's proud direct disciple, Chu Qiuyang's expression instantly softened a lot.
"Uncle Chu, can you tell me in detail about the young man named Zhong?" Ji Weizhu's beautiful big eyes flickered, and there was a trace of excitement and expectation in her delicate voice...
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As soon as Ye Qun died, the battle at the headquarters of the Yinhuan Chamber of Commerce began to show a one-sided situation. The "Shengyu Trading Company" side became very powerful, and many of the experts who were hired by Ye Qun with huge sums of money had the intention of retreating after seeing that their bosses were dead. Under the circumstances, they were soon beaten to pieces by Huo Tongtian and others, some were dying and some were escaping.
In the sky, two figures leaped and leaped, crisscrossing back and forth, fighting fiercely. The unparalleled terrifying aura on their bodies revealed the identity of the two spiritual masters.
Venerable Ku Rong clasped his hands together, and two giant spiritual trees appeared in front of him. The one on the left had lush branches and greenery, and was full of vitality. On the contrary, the one on the right had no leaves and looked lifeless.
Lines of light yellow and light blue spiritual power flowed back and forth between the withered trees, sparkling and truly beautiful.
On the opposite side, Lord Feng had countless small air currents floating around his body. With a free hand, the wind blades all over the sky shot toward Lord Ku Rong with a violent force like thunder and lightning, making a "whooshing" sound in the air. , the momentum is extremely frightening.
Lord Ku Rong pinched the middle finger and thumb of his right hand, raised the other three fingers slightly, and made a gesture of holding flowers. The spiritual energy flowing between the two trees of Ku Rong completely turned into light yellow, and the overwhelming wind blade hit the light yellow spiritual energy. Above, it is like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples, but unable to cause any real harm.
When all the wind blades were absorbed, Lord Ku Rong flicked his middle finger, and the spiritual power between the two giant trees suddenly turned light blue, and then shot out streaks of blue spiritual light, hitting Lord Wind hard.
Facing the counterattack of Lord Ku Rong, Lord Feng was not afraid and just kept firing more wind blades to chop up the oncoming blue aura.
Two old rivals were hanging in the air, each using their own methods to shoot at each other wildly. One was "whoosh, whoosh," and the other was "bang, bang, bang." For a moment, the light and shadow in the sky were dazzling, and the momentum was astonishing. The two of them actually shot a ten-dollar special effects blockbuster.
The audio and video effects of the battle looked like a raging storm, but there was no substantial progress. Half an hour later, the two of them were still intact, without even a scratch.
"Old man, Yinhuan Chamber of Commerce has lost." Master Feng suddenly said, "What's the point of holding on by yourself?"
Although the two of them were busy creating special effects, they could clearly perceive the battle situation in the chamber of commerce below.
"President Ye is kind to me." Venerable Kurong said in a hoarse voice, "Even if the Yinhuan Chamber of Commerce dies, I will kill you first, and then slaughter the whole 'Shengyu Trading Company' from top to bottom to avenge him."
"You old guy, although you have an ugly appearance and a twisted personality." Master Feng sighed, and the two of them fought several times, showing some sympathy for each other. "You are still repaying your kindness, and it is not entirely without merit."
Lord Ku Rong snorted coldly, with a gloomy look on his face. He didn't speak, but just emitted more blue aura.
"If this continues, I don't know when we will be able to tell the winner." Master Feng suddenly changed the topic and shouted, "Be careful!"
He saw the air flowing around him suddenly pouring into his body, and the robe on his body bulged and trembled slightly, making a "whirring" sound.
The next moment, his figure turned into a swift shadow in the air that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. While spinning around the Lord Ku Rong, he released sharp wind blades from time to time to attack the Lord Ku Rong who was "surrounded" by him.
The wind blades shot from all angles seemed to arrive at the same time. Looking from a distance, it looked like dozens of people lined up in a circle and attacked the person in the middle. It can be seen that the speed of Feng Zun's movement is really shocking.
"I should have known what you would do!" Lord Ku Rong sneered, stretched out his arms, and the two giant trees standing in front of him suddenly quickly rotated around themselves, and the spiritual power flowing between the two trees turned into a line of blue.
The yellow spirit ring actually blocked all the wind blades coming from all directions, and at the same time reflected light blue light, confronting the Wind Master tit for tat.
After another intense "whoosh" and "bang bang bang", Venerable Feng's body suddenly stopped suddenly, and then began to spin rapidly, like an electric drill, it pierced the two-color spiritual ring surrounding Venerable Ku Rong.
"Huh?" Lord Ku Rong thought he knew Lord Feng's methods very well, but he had never seen this move before. He couldn't help but exclaimed. He was caught off guard and didn't know how to react. He could only control it.
The Withered Trees stepped forward to meet him, confronting Lord Feng with this strange move that he had never used before.
"boom!"
The "drill" formed by Lord Feng rotated rapidly, concentrating the power in one place, while Lord Kurong's spiritual power was still scattered between the two giant trees. In this way, the strength of both sides was immediately revealed.
came out, and after a stalemate for more than ten breaths, the withered trees were finally unable to withstand the fierce rotating attack of the "Drill", and suddenly shattered. The forward momentum of the Feng Zun's "Drill" continued unabated, and it hit hard.
The chest of the noble Lord.
"Pfft!" He resisted such a powerful blow with his body. Even though Lord Ku Rong was in amazing physical condition, he still felt unbearable pain. The bones in his chest were about to break, and he couldn't help but spit out blood from his mouth.
The whole person flew straight backwards and far away before barely stopping.
"Here, what kind of trick is this?" He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
"In recent days, I've been following a few girls and doing a lot of soy sauce. I was deeply stimulated. I retreated every night, meditated hard, and finally created this unique skill, 'Wind Drill'." Master Feng couldn't hide the pride on his face.
Color, although he had never studied high school physics, he was self-taught and incorporated the principle of mutual conversion of kinetic energy and potential energy into his moves. He finally gained the upper hand in the fight with Lord Ku Rong, "You are still number one.
How does it feel to be a person who has seen the power of this move? How does it feel, old man Ku Rong?"
"I didn't expect that at this age, you can actually create your own spiritual skills." Lord Ku Rong was stunned for a long time, with a hint of bitterness in his tone, "I'm not as good as you."
"Only by constantly experiencing setbacks can people make progress." Master Feng recalled the dangers of the Nangong family's battle, and his heart palpitated.
"You win today's battle." Venerable Ku Rong said harshly, "But you'd better protect Shangguan and his daughter at all times, otherwise one day, I will raze Shangguan's family to the ground."
After that, he spread out his body skills and galloped away into the distance without any intention of fighting.
Master Feng knew that if the other party was determined to leave, it would be difficult to stop him. He chased him for a few steps, then gave up the plan to take his life. He was about to turn around and return to Shangguan Tong when he suddenly saw a dazzling golden light.
The sword light shot from the sky, as fast as lightning and unstoppable. It pierced the back of Lord Ku Rong's heart cleanly, stabbing him from back to front.
"ah!!!"
Venerable Ku Rong was already seriously injured, and he was caught off guard by such a sword. He let out a scream, and his body fell straight down like a frightened bird. He fell on the roof of a house, smashing the tiles across the ground.
Flying, gravel splashing.
Master Feng looked up and saw Lin Zhiyun's graceful figure standing in the air, with long flowing hair and graceful figure. She was like a fairy from the Moon Palace or a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens, extremely beautiful.
The Master of Piaohua Palace nodded slightly towards Lord Feng, then moved lightly with lotus steps, his figure flickered, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Turning around to look at Lord Ku Rong, he saw his old rival lying on his back on the roof, his eyes completely devoid of energy, his hands and feet motionless, and he had already stopped breathing.
I fought with all my strength for half an hour, but the effect was not as good as her casual sword attack!
A look of extreme embarrassment appeared on Master Feng's face, and he suddenly felt that all the hard work he had just done was meaningless. The joy of creating new tricks had long since disappeared...
This chapter has been completed!