"Also, after your grandfather is buried, you two sisters will return to China with his ashes."

Zeng Kewei was stunned and didn't react for a moment, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and confusion.

"Do you... dislike that my sister and I are of mutant blood?"

"It's too dangerous for you to stay here. Even if Baibao Pavilion doesn't move you today, there will be other forces targeting you in the future."

Luo Feng sighed, "You should know what roles the people here play. The water is so deep that even I feel scared. There is only so much I can do."

He and the Zeng family are neither relatives nor friends, and even had an unpleasant conflict in the Wufang Mountains.

Being able to do this now can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous act.

Zhu Zhengyi is right, being too emotional will often bring more tragic consequences.

Here I no longer have a strong enough backend.

After the black-robed man Yin Chen was seriously injured, he never appeared again, as if he had disappeared from this world.

There is no Yin Chen, no master and senior sister in Wufang Mountain. Now that Zhu Zhengyi, the unreliable guardian, has completely lost contact, it is good for Luo Feng to be able to protect himself.

He also has the risk of repairing his bloodline, and faces the journey to purgatory in a month, etc.

I was risking my life on tomorrow and had no mood or energy to worry about others.

Zeng Kewei was silent and didn't speak again until she followed Luo Feng back to the hotel.

After taking a bath, Luo Feng lay on the bed, meditated cross-legged, and began to observe the changes in his body over the past few days.

The Qi of Qi Hai seems to be much purer, and it has steadily returned to the middle stage of the Tiger Soul Realm.

How long will it take for this to be the result of the cultivation and cultivation of the old Celestial Master and the Celestial Masters of all generations?

Although he still cannot control this huge power, Luo Feng is not in a hurry.

The top priority is to repair his bloodline. After this near-miss experience and meeting his opponents on the road to purgatory, Luo Feng deeply realizes that relying on two bodies in one body is not enough.

After all, whether it was Bai Chenfei from the White Emperor Guild or Cao Man or Tang Yuyan from the Black Dragon Guild, I couldn't get enough of them.

"Can I come in?" Wei Meiniang's charming and sweet voice came from the door.

"OK."

"I didn't bother you, did I?" Wei Meiniang changed into a bathrobe. Her slender and sexy legs were particularly attractive under the light. This charm from a mature woman was far beyond comparison with Zeng Kewei just now.

"No," Luo Feng quickly withdrew his gaze.

Wei Meiniang didn't notice the turmoil in Luo Feng's eyes, but sat down seriously.

"Have you thought about that about you..." At this point, Wei Meiniang was still wary. She did not say the word blood, but added meaningfully, "Do you plan to treat your disease in advance?"

Luo Feng nodded, "The gap between me and them is too big. If according to what my brother Zhu said, the road to purgatory is the only way to quickly improve my strength, I must go, so facing this gap, I have no choice.

choose."

Wei Meiniang sighed, still too worried about whether Luo Feng could face the dangers of repairing his bloodline.

After all, he didn't know whose bloodline Di Wushuang took. If it was too powerful and Luo Feng failed to withstand it in the end and was instead attacked, he would definitely die.

She also planned to wait until Zhu Zhengyi showed up.

"Then...when do you plan to start?" Wei Meiniang asked.

Luo Feng thought for a while, "Let's do it tomorrow night."

"So soon?" Wei Meiniang was slightly distracted, "Well, in that case, I will arrange a safe place immediately, just in case."

"Thank you," Zhang Fan said gratefully.

"You don't have to be so polite. After all, I have my own agenda. I have to rely on you as a potential stock to lead my Hongyan Guild to a bigger platform."

"How are they?" Luo Feng asked the Zeng sisters.

"The sister who seems to be stunted has woken up, but she is too weak and probably won't live long. As for...the sister who was rejected by you, she seems a little depressed."

"There is no other way. I can't protect myself. Bringing them with me will only cause trouble for me."

Wei Meiniang was slightly startled, feeling that the master she was following did not understand what she meant.

After all, he is still an eighteen-year-old child who has never experienced anything in the world.

"Okay, that's it, I won't disturb you anymore," Wei Meiniang walked away with lotus steps, and Luo Feng also fell asleep that night.

Early the next morning.

Luo Feng was awakened by the doorbell and opened the door. It was the gray-haired old man in a tuxedo who looked very gentlemanly.

When Luo Feng saw it was him, he was in awe and said, "Senior, is there something wrong?"

"Brother Luo Feng, let's go to the boss's room first. I suddenly received some news today and you need to know."

Luo Feng frowned, feeling that it might not be a good thing, and his heart was in his throat.

Before Luo Feng could ask, the gray-haired old man in a tuxedo turned around and walked out five or six meters away.

Arriving at Wei Meiniang's room, Luo Feng smelled the smell of tobacco as soon as he opened the door. He saw that Wei Meiniang was wearing sexy burgundy silk pajamas, which showed off her mature and sexy figure to perfection.

At this moment, she had a woman's cigarette hanging from her red lips. When she saw Luo Feng coming, she quickly stood up.

"What are you so nervous about?" Luo Feng spoke first.

"About what happened at Baibao Pavilion yesterday."

"Luo Feng?" Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong? That unlucky guy was found to be a fake?"

"It is certain that he was found to be a counterfeit, but a Chinese warrior suddenly appeared in Baibao Pavilion. This person said that he knew you, and now it has spread throughout Rakshasa City."

The gray-haired old man in a tuxedo on the side, his old face was particularly serious, "Now it has even directly caused the presidents of the five major forces to want to know what you look like, little brother Luo Feng."

Luo Feng frowned, "Do you know me?"

"That's right, I have inquired about this man's strength. He should be at the third level of the divine realm. He is at least over 100 years old. Master Luo Feng, do you have any impression of him?"

Luo Feng was confused and shook his head.

"It's best to hope it's a liar," Wei Meiniang said.

"By the way, I have always wanted to ask a question before, but I always forgot it. Can you tell me?"

"What do you want to ask, Master Luo Feng?"

Everyone looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, "I know that my master is quite famous in China. Why does he feel more famous in Wufang Mountain? Is there something I don't know about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Meiniang and others all had complicated expressions.

"You...you don't know?" Wei Meiniang said in disbelief.

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew very little about his master, and his master never mentioned the past.

Wei Meiniang sighed, took a puff of cigarette, and then said, "Yes, the old madman has always been famous in Wufang Mountain."

"Why?"

"Of course it's because of the old madman's seven unique skills."

Divine Walking Steps, Yin-Yang Chain Armor, Blood Eyes, Hidden Cicada Black Jade Hands, Yin-Yang Curse, the sword skill "The Greatest Way to Simple" and the most mysterious of the seven unique skills, the last skill that few people know so far.

"Seven unique skills? You mean the seven unique skills?" Luo Feng was stunned, "Are the seven unique skills so famous?"

From Luo Feng's perspective, the seven secret skills he learned were indeed terrifying, and as his strength increased, the effects became even more significant.

However, Luo Feng believes that Tianshidu, which has been passed down for thousands of years in Longhu Mountain, and even Zhang Daoling's "mysterious technique" seem to be more awesome.

"Of course," Wei Meiniang said, "the seven unique skills are a dream technique for many warriors, especially those who have reached the Nine Nether Realm?"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!