The rising sun radiates a soft glow.

Facing the rising sun, Nangong Chu stood quietly on top of a tall building, breathing in the fresh air and tasting the taste of life. After more than twenty-four hours of slumber, at dawn he awoke.

Nangong Chu looked at the rising sun, taking the breathing interval as the rhythm, guiding the golden sunflower into the body every time he inhaled, allowing them to pass through the flesh and blood, enter the viscera and bones, and let every inch of the body have golden glow surging. Then, when you exhale, the impure vitality in the viscera, bones, and flesh and blood is expelled from the body through the skin.

Flesh and blood are constantly purified and improved by the purest energy, and the constitution is changing day after day, year after year.

The essence of cultivation is to constantly break the shackles of the human body and realize the continuous transformation and sublimation of the self. Nangong Chu believes that one day, he will become one of the strongest people in the world.

The innate skill that the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang, comprehended from the Qiankun treasure box, was really magical, and before reaching the innate realm, Nangong Chu was able to attract the essence of heaven and earth into his body and refine his body. This is something that other ancient warriors dare not imagine.

Attracting the vitality of heaven and earth into the body has great benefits, the purification of flesh and blood has improved, making his recovery power amazing, and in just over a day, the knife wounds on his body have greatly improved, and the wounds have scabbed.

Barring any accidents, his injuries should heal within a few days.

After life and death, after Nangong Chu woke up, he felt that his cultivation seemed to have undergone some changes. Without the sense of being filled with powerful power in the past, the sharp spirit seems to have converged, and its own skills seem to be more refined.

Yan Beifei didn't know when, he was already standing behind Nangong Chu.

Retracting his gaze looking at the rising sun, Nangong Chu turned his head to look at Yan Beifei, and said with a slight smile: "Uncle Yan, thank you so much this time." If you hadn't protected me in secret, I might have been invited to tea by the Dragons. "Nangong Chu knew that there were two peerless masters in the Dragon Group outside the warehouse that night.

Those two definitely had the ability to capture themselves who had been wounded by the knife, because they felt the faint murderous aura emitted by Yan Bei who was hiding in the shadows, and felt that they were not sure to keep him, so they would let Nangong Chu leave.

"Young master, do we still use the word 'thanks' between us? As long as you can be safe, I will rest assured. "Yanbei Feidao.

"Yes, you can help me check the whereabouts of Ouyang Shuangjue in Donghai City. Nangong Chu's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Could it be that the young master wants to ......!" Yan Beifei said with a little surprise.

Ouyang Shuangjue was inseparable, how easy was it to attack and kill them!? Although he knew that Nangong Chu was eager for revenge, Yan Beifei thought that now seemed to be the time not to go to Ouyang Shuangjue for trouble.

"I want to find an opportunity to meet them for a while, even if the enemy can't join forces, but I want to go, they can't stop me. Nangong Chu said to Yan Beifei, his words full of confidence.

"Okay then! I'll send you the information about Ouyang Shuangjue tonight. Yan Beifei replied.

Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei chatted on the roof for a while, then went downstairs to call Ye Feng and drove back to the Yuanhu Villa Community on the outskirts of the city. What Nangong Chu lacks now is combat experience, he wants to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, and while Ouyang Shuangjue is still in Donghai City, he will meet them for a while.

He had already drawn the sword of revenge to the Ouyang family, and those of the Ouyang family who could be destroyed would be destroyed, and those who could not be destroyed would be let go for the time being.

At this time, the Dragon Group Donghai City was grouped, and busy people could be seen everywhere in the office building, and these were not ordinary people, but the elites of the Dragon Group with various stunts.

The action taken by the Dragon Group and the Oriental Family last night was a complete success, and it was unbelievable that the island forces lurking in the city of Tokai City were uprooted without losing a single soldier.

The basement five floors of the Dragon Group Office Building were the places where the ancient warriors who had broken the law were imprisoned and tortured, and the big well where Ling Xiaoshuang's limbs had been cut off was imprisoned in a cell here.

In fact, if you don't detain the island country that has become a human pile, the big cockroach Oi can't escape. In order to prevent Oi from biting his tongue and committing suicide, the people of the Ryugumi injected an anesthetic on Oi and put him to sleep.

In the afternoon, a black sedan drove into the area outside the Dragon Group building. The car stopped in front of the building, the door opened, and out of it came a woman with long hair, tall build, dressed in professional attire, who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

As soon as the woman stepped out of the car, a white figure rushed out of the lobby of the building.

"Sister Zhao Tong, you have finally arrived. A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and the white figure rushed to the woman's face like a bird throwing into the forest, and threw herself into the woman's arms.

"Hehe, I heard that you girl has done a big thing this time!" said the woman who got out of the car and hugged the girl who rushed out of the building.

"It's a big deal, it's actually a trivial thing. The woman in white pouted.

It turned out that the woman who got out of the car was Zhao Tong, the deputy leader of the special ability group in the dragon group, and the woman in a white casual dress who rushed out of the lobby was Ling Xiaoshuang.

Zhao Tong was originally at the Dragon Group Headquarters in Shangjing, but she had a strange magical power, so Ling Xiaoshuang invited her from the Dragon Group Headquarters to help.

Zhao Tong came so quickly, took a plane, and a few hours later, she came from Shangjing to Donghai City, which is located in the southern coastal area of China.

"Alright, take me to interrogate the islander! You know I can't stay in Tokai City for too long. Zhao Tong gently pushed Ling Xiaoshuang away and said with a smile.

"Got it, busy man!" Ling Xiaoshuang pouted.

Ling Xiaoshuang and Zhao Tong immediately walked into the Dragon Group building holding hands, and the relationship between the two of them seemed to be very good, just like two sisters.

They took the elevator straight down to the negative five floors, and with a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened, only to see a corridor outside the door, and on both sides of the corridor was a row of rooms. There are also potted trees and flowers in the corners of the corridor.

There were people coming and going on the corridor, both men and women, they seemed to be very busy, and they didn't look surprised to see Ling Xiaoshuang and Zhao Tong coming out of the elevator.

Zhao Tong followed Ling Xiaoshuang and walked forward, and the staff who came and went in and out of the rooms on both sides neither greeted Ling Xiaoshuang nor paid attention to Zhao Tong, as if they were transparent and non-existent.

At the end of the aisle, there is a T-shaped aisle, which extends from the gate to the end and then to the left and right.

Ling Xiaoshuang took Zhao Tong to turn to the right, walked to the end of the aisle, and came to the front of a metal door.

Ling Xiaoshuang took out a card from her body and swiped it across the card reader of the metal door. "Drop!" and the metal door shrank in from the middle to the sides. Ling Xiaoshuang and Zhao Tong walked into the door.

I saw that this was a house of seventy or eighty square meters, and the four walls were covered with all kinds of strange torture instruments. In the middle, on a silver-white metal bed, lay a man with no limbs and only a body.