Chapter 239: Battle Post
The Hong family, the council hall.
The open space in front of the hall is paved with solid bluestone. Originally, this was the place where the most elite children of the Hongjia Wutang practiced, and the sunken stone slabs on the ground, as well as the practice piles set up in the field, made people seem to be able to see the scene of the Hongjia children's cultivation in the past.
However, at this moment, there are more than ruins and traces of blood donations.
A swift and brutal attack completely destroyed the place. threw this family, which ruled Aoki Castle for hundreds of years, into the long river of history. It only takes a few waves in the future to disappear from people's memory.
Maybe this mansion will soon usher in a new owner, but that has nothing to do with the Hong family.
This is the fate of the loser.
Sunset. The sun shone on the crumbling eaves of the pavilions, the crumbling walls, and the dust, rubble, and blood stains on the ground, a fiery red as if it were burning.
The warriors of all the families who came and went carefully avoided this side. There was only a chubby, round-faced little boy, crouched on the side of the stairs of the hallway, occasionally sneakily glancing into the council hall.
Minutes and seconds passed.
At first, the baby fish could still hear the voices in the council hall, but later, it seemed that someone had planted the barrier, and it became silent inside.
I don't know how the young master flickered. The baby fish was a little worried. said that it was to talk about business, but in her opinion, what kind of capital could the young master have to talk to others? But those are the five Heavenly Venerables, how can they be deceived so easily?
"Baby fish!"
Suddenly there was the sound of Fengchen in his ears, and the baby fish jumped up suddenly, agreed, and ran in quickly.
Entering the door, the doll fish timidly glanced at several Tianzun, hid beside Fengchen, and asked, "Young Master, you called me?"
"It's not what I imagined. What did the young master say to them, why are these old guys all smiling and amiable......" The doll fish subconsciously touched the goosebumps on his hands.
"Take it, let's go!" Feng Chenzhi smugly pointed to the two mustard seed bags on the table.
The baby fish was a little dumbfounded.
She recognized at a glance that these two mustard seed bags were those of Shen Xingyun and Zhou Jiuzhi.
When these things flew away from her eyes, her heartache was no less than that of the young master, it was heartbreaking, and she didn't blink her eyes the whole time. So it's instantly recognizable.
"What happened? These old men are so easy to talk to?"
At this moment, not only the baby fish was stunned, but in the Star God Temple, everyone was even more dumbfounded.
They witnessed the whole transaction process.
After throwing his bait from Fengchen, the five Heavenly Venerables instantly changed their faces. Zhan Feixiong took the lead in pounced, full of enthusiasm, the virtuous nephew was long and the virtuous nephew was short. Immediately, the others also swarmed up and surrounded Fengchen.
Qin Zhenglang and Li Wenwei also took out the mustard seed bags they had taken away without hesitation.
"Tell me, what the hell are you going to do?"
Although several Heavenly Venerables immediately laid down the enchantment, they couldn't hear what Fengchen said to them. Judging from the look of surprise and joy on their faces, it was obvious that they had been easily moved by Fengchen's words, and the speed of their fall was amazing.
Then, the ownership of the two mustard seed bags was transformed into Fengchen's.
"Is my dad so easy to deceive?" Looking at the baby fish who took the mustard seed bag and followed Fengchen out, Li Zihanqiao's face was full of confusion.
Zheng Wenbin said angrily: "Yes." But why did I lie to him before, but he always saw through it and beat him up. ”
Zhan Ge and Qin Feng glanced at each other, and what they saw from each other's eyes was unbelievable.
"How is this possible? fake, right?"
They didn't believe a word of what Fengchen said just now. What a lofty existence the Qingxian Sect is, how can you, a midstream hairy boy, enter as soon as you want, and bring others with you. When the Qingxian Sect was opened by your family?
But it's so ridiculous, so ridiculous, and so fake that it can't be faked anymore, and I actually watched several Heavenly Venerables accept it.
What does this mean?
Are they joking with everyone in partnership?
"I said," Qin Feng touched Zhan Ge's arm and asked, "When we leave here, will this memory be sealed?"
Zhan Ge nodded.
There is no doubt about it. In principle, what they enjoy in the space of the stars is a perspective that only the gods have. And the price they have to pay for this is that after leaving, everyone will feel like they are asleep, forgetting most of the information they have gained from this perspective.
Especially where there is a conflict of interest.
The few reservations are only allowed by the star gods, and they concentrate on the parts that have passed, and there are no secrets. And this kind of private conversation between Fengchen and the five Heavenly Venerables, even if he didn't know what they were talking about, but just Fengchen's proposal and the mustard seed bags of the two Heavenly Realm powerhouses falling into his hands were enough for the Star God to block everyone's memories.
Qin Feng sighed and said, "I really hope that after leaving, the Star God will not seal my memory." ”
"Why?" asked Zhan Ge.
Qin Feng pointed to the five Heavenly Venerables in the crystal ball screen with some excitement, "Don't you think, we missed a lot of things before?" He held a hand and made a gesture that represented a huge one, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to describe it for a while.
"A lot of money, stupid people?" Zhan Ge tried to ask.
Qin Feng nodded violently!
Zhan Ge thought about it very seriously, looked at several Heavenly Venerables in the crystal ball, and agreed: "You're right!"
And at this time, I saw that in the crystal ball, a warrior under the baby fish ran quickly from the gate, and caught up with Fengchen and the others by the arch of the verandah, and presented a post.
"Second Young Master, this is sent by someone from the Qing family. "That warrior Yu reported.
Fengchen took it and looked at it, slightly stunned.
"Battle post?!"
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In Wushuang City, in a tavern, the drinkers scanned the beautiful proprietress at the counter while loudly discussing the news they had just gotten.
"Did you hear that?, the hunters of the Qing family challenged Fengchen. On the way from Aoki City to Musou City, they will wait for Fengchen in different places and duel him one by one. ”
"Why haven't I heard of it, but now it's spread all over the place. I've also heard that it was an order from above. You don't know that, do you?"
"And how do you know?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you that this is the news released by the Northern God Kingdom. ”
"Oh? That's interesting. ”
"What kind of situation is there between the Qing family and the Yan family? I heard that the Yan family originally wanted to take this opportunity to unite with the Qing family, but they lost such a big face this time, I'm afraid the Qing family has to think about it more, right?"
"Didn't you notice? Since before the gambling fight began, the Qing family has not spoken out positively. Obviously, this incident was caused by the conflict between them and the Feng family, but now it is like nothing to do with them. The Feng family and the Yan family fought upside down, and the fifth prince didn't even say a word. It is said that Mr. Wen of the Qing family also went to meet Fengchen publicly......"
"That's a little meaningful. ”
"What's the point? Haven't you heard? Fengchen killed that Shen Zhenkang in public, which means that that guy framed him. I think maybe there is Yan Hong's handiwork behind this. So, the Qing family probably found something. ”
"Found out that it was used by the Yan family?"
"It's possible...... It makes sense. People in the Northern Divine Kingdom don't want to step into the muddy pond of our Southern Divine Kingdom. Your Yan family and the king of peace, now that you have cleaned up the Feng family, not only have you not cleaned it up, but you have also come up with a Dao Realm Great Venerable...... This kind of mess, your Yan family will clean it up by yourself, why should the Qing family help you stand in the way and offend others?"
"That's right. If Feng Chen really entered the Qingxian Sect, even if it was the Yan family, it would not be easy to attack the Feng family casually. ”
"Why. Yan Hong let people kill Feng Shangxue, which is to break the rules. In this matter, the Yan family still has a headache. On the sect's side, they won't give an explanation?"
“......”
Everyone was gossiping for a while.
On a small square table by the window, Zheng Daochang drank quietly.
The proprietress of the tavern, the buddies and the regular customers all knew that the middle-aged man dressed as a scholar was an alcoholic. It is said that he came to visit friends in Wushuang City. Everyone doesn't know where his friend is, what his name is, but he only knows that this scholar drank and died.
Every day when the tavern opened, he showed up on time, and drank to the tavern with pleasure. Almost every half hour, the man had to bring him a jar of wine. After a few days, he drank all the good wine in the tavern alone. On the contrary, this guy is generous, and when he is drunk, he sleeps on the table, and the money and wine make people unable to find fault with it.
What makes the drinkers most depressed is that this scholar is handsome, although he is middle-aged, he is quite temperamental. So much so that the proprietress glanced at him from time to time. Not to mention driving him away, even the guy was slow to drink, or he was noisy when he slept, he looked unhappy. Every day, when I check out with the scholars, while collecting money, my eyes are so charming that I can drip water.
Fortunately, the scholar only likes wine and turns a blind eye to the lady's flattery.
At this moment, the enthusiastic discussion did not notice that the scholar, who usually drank by himself and looked deaf, seemed to have heard something at a certain moment, and silently pricked up his ears.
The topic of the drinkers has been biased to the point where they don't know where.
Zheng Daochang squinted his eyes slightly, only pondering the meaning of the information and attitude released by the Qing family at this time, and the more he thought about it, the more unbelievable he felt.
There is only one person who can make this kind of decision, and that is the Northern God Emperor Qing Zhicang!
can think of the Qing Zhicang he knew, he couldn't believe that this would be the other party's style.
Zheng Daochang stood up, threw a few gold stars on the table, and stepped out of the tavern. He suddenly became interested in the Feng family and the kid who was going to Wushuang City to hug the thigh of the Qingxian Sect.
When the proprietress saw the scholar leaving, she quickly bypassed the counter and chased out.
But when she ran out of the door, she found that the sun was blazing on the street, people were coming and going, and the scholar had disappeared.
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