People who are familiar with Qing Ge are also familiar with Ming Qianjue, and all of them hate Ming Qianjue.
The existence of Ming Qianjue means that Qingge will never live in peace.
Yan Yu was not particularly clear about Ming Qianjue. He only felt that Ming Qianjue was a legend in the Four-Star Continent.
The Mercenary Association has no fight with the world. As one of several major forces, it has no intention of fighting. Its existence is a symbol of authority.
In the center of the hall, Ye Qingge and Yan Yan stood opposite each other.
Everyone stared at them intently, wanting to know who was the final winner.
Qingge concentrated on refining the weapon. She wanted it to be waterproof, but it couldn't be too obvious.
Yan Yan stood in front of the Demon Spirit Cauldron, concentrating his attention. Yan Yan's talent in refining weapons was unparalleled in Luohua City.
It can be said that weapon refining is her pride.
She will never lose.
Yan Yan ignited the spiritual fire in her palm, and she took advantage of the gap to glance at Qing Ge, her eyes shining with determination to win.
In terms of cultivation, she is slightly inferior, but when it comes to weapon refining, she can definitely crush Ye Qingge.
Because of this, Yan Yan couldn't let go of the fact that Feng Qingyang turned into a street vendor and gave Qianchen Steel to Ye Qingge for a long time.
Yan Yan's weapon refining techniques are quite professional, and her achievements in the field of weapon refining were all taught by her master, Ghost Eye.
As for Qingge, he is self-taught.
But for her, weapon refining was like some kind of destiny, and there must be a connection somewhere. As long as she relied on a broken weapon refining book, she could grow rapidly.
This was something Ji Yue could not have imagined at the beginning.
The wind howled by, and Wei Li stood on one side and watched the two men refining the weapons.
After a while, he left quietly.
In an antique room on the west side of Wei Mansion, an elderly man with a short stature and a wrinkled face sat on an ebony chair.
He was holding a purple clay pot and cooking tea carefully.
Wei Li stood behind him.
This person is Mr. Wei.
Mr. Wei never left the front door, never stepped forward from the second door, and never appeared in the eyes of the public.
He has not participated in Luohua City affairs for many years.
Therefore, compared to other aristocratic families, the Wei family has always kept a low profile.
"Ye Qingge is competing with Yan Yan for a trial device?" Mr. Wei put down the teapot and turned his back to Wei Li, asking.
"Yes, last time at the auction house, Yan Yan provoked Ye Qingge to make a battle offer. The bet was an arm. Yan Yan seemed to be very hostile to Ye Qingge," Wei Li said.
Mr. Wei laughed and pushed the tea cup to Wei Li, "Li'er, you don't understand this. A woman's jealousy is quite terrifying. Although the Yan family has not recognized Ye Qingge for the time being, Ye Qingge's
With his talent and strength there, the rest of the Yan family have to guard against him, especially Yan Yan, who prides himself on being a genius."
Wei Li nodded, "Ye Qingge is a dragon and a phoenix among people. Yan Yan is a little inferior in front of her. It is unimaginable that there is such a strange person outside Luohua City."
"Li'er, can you overthrow Jialan?" Wei Lao asked.
Wei Li shook his head, "My grandson can't."
"Remember, Ye Qingge must either be a friend or not offend someone. Once offended, he must be eradicated. It is best to smash her body to pieces. This way, she will have no way to come back and seek revenge."
Wei Li's eyes flashed.
"How are you doing, Zu'er?" Mr. Wei asked.
Mentioning Zu'er, a touch of tenderness flashed across Mr. Wei's sinister eyes.
"Grandpa is doing well lately, but he is annoyed by his sons."
There was a hint of sarcasm in Wei Li's eyes, "The Yan family has only produced four extraordinary people, the grandfather and his wife, Mrs. Yan Yan Bingtong, and the last one is Ye Qingge, who has become famous recently. The others are very mediocre.
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"No, there is another one." Mr. Wei was inscrutable.
"There's another one?"
"Yan Ruyu."
Mr. Wei said this, and Wei Li suddenly remembered the high-spirited young man in Luohua City as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Unfortunately, it was widely spread that Yan Ruyu was in love with Yan Bingtong and there was an affair between them.
Later Yan Bingtong locked him up.
"What grandpa said is that Yan Ruyu is a strange person." Wei Li said.
When he was young, he saw Yan Ruyu's appearance as a young man. He was extremely handsome and famous, and all the women in the city were secretly attracted to him.
His talent was placed in Luohua City, and other people who claimed to be geniuses were ashamed of themselves.
Mr. Wei's expression was calm. He took a sip of tea and glanced at Wei Li.
As if thinking of something, Mr. Wei asked: "I heard that you took the young lady of the Wu family back?"
Wei Li's face stiffened.
"You and I both understand Old Fox Wu's thoughts, so don't make it too difficult for the little girl. She did not do it voluntarily. A young lady who grew up in a noble family does not have her own life in her own hands," said Wei Lao.
Hearing Mr. Wei say that Wu Ziling was not willing, Wei Li's eyes narrowed.
"I see."
"Go down, today is your birthday party, don't waste your time with me." Although Mr. Wei is old, his voice is rich, steady and powerful, but it is quite hoarse.
"My grandson won't be with grandpa anymore. Let's go over here."
Wei Li left the house, intending to go to the bustling reception hall.
As if by some strange mistake, Wei Li walked to the door of Wu Ziling's room without knowing it.
Wei Li frowned in annoyance, his brows twisted together like a knot.
Wei Li raised his legs and took steps to leave. When he was about to put his feet down, he turned a corner and stepped back.
Wei Li looked at the closed door and pushed it open softly.
He stepped in, deliberately keeping his steps low.
Wei Li stood in front of the bed.
On the exquisite bed, Wu Ziling lay quietly on it, her eyes slightly closed, her eyelashes long, thick and black.
Maybe it was a little hot, Wu Ziling kicked the quilt, and the quilt slid down. Her skin was as white as jade, but many bruises ruined the beauty.
Perhaps the movement of raising his leg pulled the injured area, Wu Ziling opened her mouth slightly and murmured softly.
Wei Li's eyes lit up.
Wu Ziling's body was completely naked.
Wei Li saw the marks on Wu Ziling's body. He was too rough, and Wei Li felt a little distressed.
Wu Ziling's whole body felt hot, and her face was also feeling hot.
She felt particularly uncomfortable, as if she was sick.
Wei Li didn't understand, so he leaned down through the quilt and nibbled Wu Ziling's crystal round earlobe.
"Young Master..." Wu Ziling couldn't help but shouted in a low voice.
Wei Li's eyes flashed with joy.
But in the next second, Wei Li's face turned completely dark, like an unpredictable apocalyptic storm.
"Mo Xie."
Wu Ziling called other men's names while unconscious.
Wei Li couldn't bear this.
Wei Li was like a furious lion, pinching Wu Ziling roughly with his palms.
Wu Ziling woke up with a start.
She looked at Wei Li in horror and wanted to shrink back.
Wu Ziling's head was very hot.
She felt very uncomfortable and coughed several times.
"Master Wei...I..."
Wei Li threw off the quilt, grabbed Wu Ziling's ankles, and pulled Wu Ziling back.
Wei Li took off his robe and leaned forward again.
Wei Li treated her very cruelly.
There is no tenderness at all.
Wu Ziling's eyes widened and she shouted hoarsely.
Wu Ziling was in extreme pain, and her head was as hot as lava. She struggled desperately to push Wei Li away.
It was precisely because of her resistance that Wei Li became even more angry.
Wei Li bit Wu Ziling's shoulder, his teeth broke the flesh and blood flowed out.
Wu Ziling's trembling became smaller and smaller.
The two of them were tightly connected and stuck together.
Souls collide and create fierce sparks.
Wu Ziling's eyes were full of fear, and her heart was as cold as a dead person.
Wei Li pinched Wu Ziling's chin and asked, "What? Are you disappointed that the man in your body is not Mo Xie, but me, Wei Li?"