Luo Diewu was dressed in light green clothes, and her body was light, giving people the feeling of dancing gracefully. Her eyes widened, and she said: "Wu Feiyang, who gave you the qualification to mind my lady's business?"
Wu Feiyang chuckled and said: "It's not a trivial matter. Last time my grandfather went to visit the Luo family, he had a very happy chat with Lingzu. During this period, he also mentioned Miss Diewu's marriage. Lingzu meant that he was interested in me, Mr. Wu.
I highly recommend it, and I have the intention of marrying Miss Diewu to me, Wu Feiyang."
Luo Diewu sneered softly: "Whoever is polite to you is your master. Whoever recommends you, you can marry him home. What does it have to do with me?"
Wu Feiyang's long eyebrows raised slightly: "Miss Diewu is really straightforward, haha, very good, very good. Such a character makes me like Wu."
This Wu Feiyang was boasting, and he obviously felt good about himself. With a group of followers around him, he didn't have to worry about no one agreeing with him.
One of the followers laughed and said: "Boss Feiyang, we have been talking for so long, but that boy from the Ren family didn't say a word and was willing to be a coward. This is really strange."
"Isn't that right? Miss Luo doesn't know what she likes about him. Could it be that this guy is good at smooth talk?"
"Hehe, this is unknown. But the Ren family is also one of the top ten wealthy families. The children of this family are so unworthy, it can be considered a disgrace to the whole family."
These followers, you and I, made sarcastic remarks to Ren Xinghe.
No matter how smart Ren Xinghe was, he couldn't stand such ridicule. He tried to rush out to fight with them several times, but was always blocked by Luo Diewu.
Wu Feiyang suddenly stood up: "Ren Xinghe, as long as you admit that your children of the Ren family are all cowards hiding under women's skirts, I will not touch you today. How about letting you go?"
As soon as he said this, Ren Xinghe shouted loudly, crossed the balcony, swung his sword, and stabbed Wu Feiyang.
Wu Feiyang's intention all along was to anger Ren Xinghe and then beat him up so that he would make a fool of himself in front of Luo Diewu.
He deliberately gave way to his body, rolled up his sleeves, and rolled up the long sword. He raised his arm, and spit out a burst of power from his palm, which struck Ren Xinghe's chest. He shouted in a low voice: "Go down!"
Ren Xinghe's body fell down Tingyu Tower like a kite with its string cut off.
Although you may not die if you fall from this height of three to four feet, if you fall hard enough, you will still have to break a few bones.
At this moment, an arrow-like figure flashed past Tingyu downstairs, and with a burst of strength, he could catch Ren Xinghe.
"Just now, who said that the children of the Ren family are unworthy, and who said that I, the children of the Ren family, are cowards?"
Ren Cangqiong was majestic, with a look of his feet, he flew into Tingyu Tower like a white crane. Ren Xinghe also jumped up, and the two brothers stood side by side.
When Wu Feiyang saw Ren Cangqiong, he sneered: "So it's you. I heard that you defeated Gao Hongxing a few days ago. Is it you?"
Ren Cangqiong ignored Wu Feiyang and asked coldly: "Who was making such nonsense just now?"
The few children who insulted the Ren family shrank their necks, not daring to meet Ren Cangqiong's sharp eyes.
Wu Feiyang said proudly: "I said it, so what? Do you have something to say?"
"Very good, very good. Today I will let you learn whether my descendants of the Ren family are cowards and unworthy."
Before he finished speaking, he tiptoed, and his figure was as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and had already passed through the afterimages. Only the pitiful cries of "Ahhhhh" could be heard one after another.
The next moment, Wu Feiyang's five followers had all fallen downstairs. They were all stunned and lying on the ground crying.
Ren Cangqiong stood leisurely, with his hands on his chest, looking proudly at Wu Feiyang.
Wu Feiyang's face turned cold: "What kind of method is it to attack those people? Are you willing to throw me down too?"
Ren Cangqiong shrugged: "Your opponent is not me."
"Who is that?"
Ren Cangqiong looked at Ren Xinghe beside him and said with a smile: "Wu Feiyang, if you are a man of ability, do you dare to accept my challenge from the Ren family?"
"What challenge?"
"Today, one year later, my brother Ren Xinghe will have a decisive battle with you downstairs in Tingyu. How about the loser admitting that he is a coward in public?"
"Are you just admitting to being a coward? What's the point of this kind of bet?" Wu Feiyang sneered, "How about adding more bets and the loser will withdraw from Miss Diewu's pursuit team?"
Luo Diewu said angrily: "Wu Feiyang, you are so shameless, what does I, Luo Diewu, have to do with you? Whoever pursues me, whom I like, what does it have to do with you?"
Wu Feiyang shrugged his shoulders and said with a faint smile: "Diewu, I know that you, the daughter of a rich man, can't hide your dignity and look at people carelessly. Wu Mou firmly believes that as time goes by, he will know who is the real gold and who is a showman.
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Ren Cangqiong looked at Ren Xinghe with piercing eyes. He mainly wanted to see what Ren Xinghe wanted. If Ren Xinghe didn't even have the intention to fight, then as his younger brother, it was impossible for him to do everything for him.
Ren Xinghe clenched his fists tightly with his hands, and for the first time his cynical expression showed the light of anger. Obviously, Wu Feiyang had touched the bottom line in his heart.
Dragons have reverse scales, and this Luo Die Wu is one of Ren Xinghe’s reverse scales!
The blood rushed straight to his forehead, and Ren Xinghe gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, Wu Feiyang, I will make a bet with you. One year later, I will defeat you here in Tingyu Tower. If it fails, I, Ren Xinghe, will automatically retire and never be in Yunluo again."
The city appears!"
Wu Feiyang laughed loudly: "Okay, Ren Xinghe, you have the guts. I will tolerate you for one year and see how you defeat me after one year. Hahaha, if I remember correctly, you are just a mere foundation builder."
The fourth level, and I am now at the seventh level. One year from now, let me see what you can do to defeat me!"
Ren Cangqiong smiled leisurely and said, "You don't have to worry about it anymore."
Wu Feiyang glared at Ren Cangqiong: "Boy, you hit my man today, how do you settle the score?"
"It's easy to calculate. The Yunluo Festival is coming soon. Whatever skills you have, you can use them when the time comes."
"Okay, Ren Cangqiong, I believe I'm not the only one waiting to deal with you at the Yunluo Festival." After Wu Fei threatened, he rolled up his sleeves and flew away.
But it wasn't that Wu Feiyang was easy to talk to, but that he had just seen Ren Cangqiong's methods and knew that if he fought hard today, he might not be able to defeat his opponent, and he would inevitably lose his spirit in front of Die Wu.
Otherwise, how could he be so easy to talk to?
When Luo Diewu saw Wu Feiyang leaving, she angrily cursed: "A narcissist."
He turned around and glared at Ren Cangqiong: "Young man Cangqiong, you are so generous. You pushed your brother to the edge of the cliff with just one sentence."
Her tone was angry, but not blaming. It was obvious that Luo Diewu loved Wujiwu, and it was inconvenient to scold Ren Cangqiong.
Ren Cangqiong chuckled and said: "This is called risking your life to survive. Men, you should be more cruel to yourself. I am also stimulating my boss."
Luo Diewu hummed: "Then you should set the time a little longer. One year, what can one year do? Three or five years is about the same."
Ren Xinghe suddenly said: "Die Wu, don't blame my brother. I figured it out just now. If I don't even have the strength to defeat Wu Feiyang, how can I get your family to agree to betroth you to me? Even if you insist, you won't hesitate.
I have fallen out with your parents and clan members, but how can I bear to let Xinghe do it? The best way is for me to use the most honorable way to defeat an opponent like Wu Feiyang, leaving your family speechless."
Luo Diewu was happy and anxious. What she was happy about was Ren Xinghe's attitude and understanding.
What's urgent is that in a year's time, she doesn't think there is any chance of winning here.
She had a pretty face, flushed from suppressing it, stamping her feet, and said coquettishly: "But do you think I can feel relieved when I go to duel with Wu Feiyang a year later?"
"Miss Luo, in the world of warriors, there is something that is never lacking, called miracle." Ren Cangqiong said with a smile, "I think if my brother loves you enough, he will definitely turn this love into motivation to go
Create this miracle. Only this kind of miracle will make the relationship between you more unforgettable, right?"
"Humph, you are the only one who can say it. Miracle, miracle, this kind of thing cannot be just talked about."
Ren Xinghe grinned and said: "Diewu, don't underestimate my brother. Two months ago, he was at the third level of martial arts foundation building. Now, he is at the seventh level of martial arts foundation building. Even Wu Feiyang is not.
Dare to confront him head-on when his fighting spirit is at its highest. Is this considered a miracle?"
Luo Diewu showed surprise for the first time. She is also a smart person. Based on her understanding of Ren Cangqiong, she knew that his cultivation level was mediocre, but in the past few months, it was like a river bursting its embankment, out of control.
A few days ago, he actually defeated Gao Hongxing!
Miracle, isn't this young man in front of me a living miracle?