Ji Xueyu was silent for two seconds, then turned over and got out of bed, walking out without even wearing shoes.
"Wait for me, I'll go with you!"
Lin Yu'an stopped Ji Xueyu, then helped Ji Xueyu put on his shoes and walked outside together.
…
at the same time.
Within Chen Chengyuan’s sect.
In the deepest part of the sect, there is a small, secluded courtyard.
The courtyard is surrounded by bamboo forests and lush greenery.
Chen Chengyuan walked out of a room and then gently closed the door.
"The sect leader, Lu Feng, has already gone to the sect where the sect leader Lin is."
A middle-aged man reported to Chen Chengyuan.
"Um."
Chen Chengyuan nodded slightly, stood in front of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, and looked at the greenery in front of him.
"Are we not going to interfere?"
Seeing that Chen Chengyuan was silent, this middle-aged man took the initiative to ask again.
"I've talked to him, and he doesn't need our intervention for the time being."
Chen Chengyuan shook his head slightly, reached out and picked a bamboo leaf in his hand.
"He was almost chased to death yesterday."
"Today passes again. Isn't this the case of taking the initiative to die?"
The middle-aged man next to me still didn't understand.
"He naturally has his own thoughts when he does this, and he should be confident in his heart."
"The most important thing is, what do you think this is?"
Chen Chengyuan handed the bamboo leaf in his hand to the middle-aged man.
"This, bamboo leaves?"
The middle-aged man was a little dazed and took it into his hands.
Chen Chengyuan said nothing, but the middle-aged man glanced again.
"This is the egg shell of a butterfly?"
In middle age, I saw again the tiny empty shells stuck on the bamboo leaves.
"right."
"The process of emerging from a cocoon and becoming a butterfly must be extremely laborious and painful."
"But it is the struggle and hard work before it transforms into a butterfly that allows it to develop a pair of powerful wings that can carry it soaring in the sky."
"If others help you casually, you will lose this training. Without the wings that have been trained, it is hard to say whether you will have the ability to fly."
Chen Chengyuan said these words meaningfully, then slowly turned around and walked towards the front of the sect.
"Sect Master, I understand."
The middle-aged man bowed slightly towards Chen Chengyuan.
"It can help, but it can't be used to encourage growth."
After Chen Chengyuan dropped these last words, he turned the corner and disappeared.
"I really don't know where this kid came from."
The middle-aged man stood there for a few seconds, and then followed Chen Chengyuan's footsteps.
…
Inside Lin Yuan's sect.
The battle between Lu Feng and Zhou Yuanhao has been going on for nearly ten minutes.
And between them, until now, there has been no real winner or loser.
No one thought that Lu Feng could persist in Zhou Yuanhao's hands for such a long time.
However, as time went by, Lu Feng gradually showed signs of physical exhaustion.
After all, there is still a big gap between him and Zhou Yuanhao.
At the beginning, Lu Feng could rely on his rich fighting experience to fight on a par with Zhou Yuanhao.
However, as the battle between the two of them progressed, Zhou Yuanhao gradually figured out Lu Feng's attack methods.
So after making adjustments, Lu Feng quickly showed his defeat.
However, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Trash, is this all you can do?"
The more Zhou Yuanhao was struck, the angrier he became. A little-known warrior could actually fight with him for so long.
This is simply a shame for Zhou Yuanhao!
At this time, Lu Feng had no chance to speak.
Facing Zhou Yuanhao's rapid offensive, he was already a little tired of dealing with it.
Where is the chance to talk to Zhou Yuanhao?
However, whatever you say now is nonsense.
Only after winning the battle can you have the right to speak.
However, Lu Feng now felt that it would be impossible for him to defeat Zhou Yuanhao.
At least, with Lu Feng's current strength, he is no match for Zhou Yuanhao.
Right now, he is just holding on.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yuanhao feinted a punch, and Lu Feng reached out to block it.
But in fact, Zhou Yuanhao's other palm was the real killing move.
Lu Feng blocked Zhou Yuanhao's punch, but failed to block that palm.
"Bang!"
A palm hit Lu Feng's lower abdomen, causing Lu Feng to continue to retreat backwards.
He took five or six steps back before he could stand upright.
"Trash! I'm just playing with you."
"Do you really think you have the power to compete with me?"
"Now, I'm tired of playing, so you go and die!"
Zhou Yuanhao succeeded with one blow and suddenly took several steps, instantly closing the distance between him and Lu Feng.
Before he even arrived, Zhou Yuanhao's body had already jumped into the air, and his tightly stretched right leg was thrown fiercely towards Lu Feng.
"Whoa!"
The right leg, which was like a steel rod, struck Lu Feng straight in the face with the sound of howling wind.