At the beginning of the night, the sky is full of neon.

Chu Yun, who was dragging a suitcase, walked on the Wangjiang Pedestrian Street near the river, the bustling streets, and the crowded pedestrians, but he felt lonely.

The past is like a dream of Nan Ke, in that dream, he lived too long and returned to the modern city, but he couldn't adapt to the rhythm of life in this society.

It's so comfortable.

There is no deceit, no calculation, no responsibility, no need to care about anything, the place where the body is safe is home, this kind of leisure and happiness is really intoxicating.

The true solution of practicing qi is running all the time, and the free qi between heaven and earth penetrates into his body, strengthening his body, making him stronger all the time.

Even without relying on the help of ginseng, it wouldn't be long before he was able to break through to the Forging Body Realm.

This world, for him, this comfort and tranquility makes him fascinated.

But someone will always come to break his comfortable life, and at the other end of the pedestrian street, there is a middle-aged man of about forty years old, dressed in a gray robe, with his hands folded, and an unsheathed knife in his right hand.

Around him, some people were taking pictures, some people were throwing money at his feet, and some people who were a little more daring ran over to take pictures with him.

He ignored it.

When Chu Yun walked in front of him, the swordsman suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, staring at Chu Yun deadly, intimidating.

It is really easy for the Chen family to find someone in Linjiang.

Coupled with the fact that Chu Yun did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, it was easy for the Chen family to find his location.

Chu Yun paused and looked indifferently at the swordsman in front of him.

The two looked at each other as the rootless wind gradually rose, blowing the leaves of the ginkgo trees on both sides of the street.

"You're here."

The middle-aged man said indifferently.

Chu Yun smiled, "Waiting for me? ”

"The slave of the Chen family, the heir of the sword, please advise."

The middle-aged man in the long shirt bowed his hand and bowed slightly.

Chu Yun smiled: "Here? ”

"Here."

Boom......

The suitcase fell to the ground, and Chu Yun made a move.

He stepped forward, the ground shook, the wind blowing, swept the fallen leaves, and flew towards the middle-aged man in the long shirt.

Then, he held the wind like a knife, and killed in an instant.

Before the sword was unsheathed, the heart was hit by Chu Yun's palm, and the person did not move at all, but a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Yun turned around, dragged the suitcase, and crossed his shoulders.

"Tell the Chen family, provoke this seat again, and destroy the door!"

The indifferent voice came into the ears of the sword, and gradually drifted away.

Burst......

Ba Dao's face was frightened, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ba Dao's mouth, and he fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Make a movie?

The pedestrians next to him saw this scene and looked around.

I didn't see the shooting equipment, but the shooting function of the mobile phone is not bad at all compared to the camera.

Xing Ren was shooting a small video, and continued to shoot with great interest.

After a while, several strong men in white shirts and black trousers came out of the crowd, and they left the pedestrian street with their swords.

……

The road illuminated by street lights is full of traffic.

Chu Yun had a smile on his face, and he was in a good mood.

This world is getting more and more interesting, and the rivers and lakes that I have never been exposed to in my previous life are now gradually unfolding in front of my eyes.

Sword captain, innate master.

The Leng family has a few artillery and sharpshooters.

The people sent by the Chen family today are also warriors.

When he was in the sword, he thought he was on the most dangerous mission in the world, what scene had he never seen?

But when I came back from rebirth, I realized that I had taken it for granted.

This world is not as simple as I imagined, there are innate masters, is there also an existence above the innate master?

In that case, where did they get their cultivation resources from?

In this world that he had never really understood, Chu Yun gradually unraveled the veil of mystery, allowing him to get a glimpse of the tip of its iceberg.

……

Tenglong Mountain Chen's Manor, the manor is lit with Chinese lanterns, making it as bright as day.

Chen Qingteng, the contemporary head of the Chen family, is practicing calligraphy in his study.

In the study room with strong pen and ink, rice paper is sprinkled all over the ground, and on each piece of paper, there is a word 'kill', which is murderous.

He is still writing, still the murderous word 'kill'.

In the corner of the study, Chen Qingyu stood straight and indifferent.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Qingyu's mobile phone rang.

After being connected, it was quickly hung up.

"Failed, the sword is hanging by a thread."

Chen Qingyu looked at Chen Qingteng, who was writing the word 'kill', and said calmly.

"What is the ranking of the sword master in my Chen family?"

The movement in Chen Qingteng's hand stopped, and he turned his back to Chen Qingyu and asked.

Chen Qingyu said: "Tenth. ”

"Save with all your might."

Chen Qingteng's expression froze, and he said, "Before you figure out the details of that Chu Yun, don't trouble him for the time being." ”

After saying this, a piece of rice paper that had not finished writing the word 'kill' was thrown away by him, and he took the pen again and wrote the word 'Jing'.

……

The next day, the clouds were overcast, and the signs before the rainstorm were particularly obvious.

In the clock tower of Wangjiang District, luxury cars continue to drive into the basement, and the wealthy people of Linjiang have gathered to go to the auction held by Sotheby's.

At the entrance of the hall on the first floor, Leng Feng stood at the door anxiously waiting against the hot weather.

Behind him, there were three others: Whirlwind, Wuqing, and Qingyan.

"Yo, isn't this the third child of the Leng family, the third child, what do you mean by standing at the door? Don't go in for the auction? ”

At the door, a young man with an inch head and a ruffian-looking face walked up to Leng Feng with a beautiful woman in his arms and teased him.

Leng Feng raised his eyelids and scolded: "Wu Zhihao, get out of the way for me, your third master has no time to pay attention to you today." ”

Wu Zhihao, one of the four major families in Linjiang, is the fourth in the third generation of the Wu family, and he is a gentleman, who doesn't do serious things on weekdays, and likes to collect some strange things.

Wu Zhihao didn't care about Leng Feng's scolding, and said with a smile: "Hehe, what's the matter, is it to greet you Leng Old Man?" Your old man Leng is so old, why did he come to the auction? I heard that this time Sotheby's has a century-old ginseng plant to be auctioned, why, Mr. Leng wants to buy it home to continue his life? ”

"Whirlwind, discount his dogleg and throw it out!"

Leng Feng didn't bother to say more to Wu Zhihao, so he gave the order directly.

Hearing the name 'whirlwind', Wu Zhihao changed color.

The whirlwind with unparalleled legs is spread in the circle of Linjiang riches, and the whirlwind is known as one of the patron saints of the Leng family, how can he stand behind Leng Feng respectfully and listen to his dispatch?

This cold third child, isn't he just a gentleman?

When did he get the attention of the Leng family, and even a fierce man like Whirlwind was sent to him as a personal bodyguard?

"Leng Laosan, misunderstanding, I really don't mean to get along with you today, please forgive me."

Wu Zhihao hurriedly apologized.

Whirlwind stopped and looked at Leng Feng: "Leng Shao, are you still fighting?" ”

"Spank! Let him! ”

Wu Zhihao avoided Leng Feng and walked towards the auction hall with his female companion.

That's how it is in this circle, it's not a deep hatred, bow your head and apologize, and all contradictions can be resolved.

Leng Feng's face, in the rich circle of Linjiang, no one does not know him, he stood in the hall on the first floor of the bell tower to greet guests, and it really shocked many people's jaws.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's face has been thrown in, why hasn't that ruthless man come?"

More and more rich people enter the auction house, and whenever someone greets him, he is eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Especially when he sees his siblings enter the auction house, he is even more uncomfortable.

"Wait for him?"

Just when Leng Feng was waiting anxiously, a crisp female voice came into his ears.

Leng Feng looked up and saw that it was Chen Jie.

He said angrily: "This is not nonsense. ”

Chen Jie didn't say much, and walked towards the auction hall by herself.

After walking two steps, Leng Feng shouted behind his back: "Hey, are you sincerely giving away your Jiemei Group?" ”

"Or else?"

Chen Jie walked to the auction hall without looking back.

"Damn, really send out my advertising agency, why are you so unwilling? This slut, sent out by the 10 billion group, why is he so calm. ”

Leng Feng scolded Chen Jie behind his back, and began to wait anxiously again.

The auction is scheduled to begin at nine o'clock.

At eight fifty, a taxi stopped at the door of the bell tower, and in the car, a young man dragging a suitcase walked down, it was Chu Yun.

Seeing Chu Yun, Leng Feng couldn't care about losing face, and hurriedly trotted towards Chu Yun, and said from afar: "Boss, are you here?" The money is ready for you, boss, as long as you like something, I will take it for you today! ”

Running in front of Chu Yun, he also helped to carry the suitcase for Chu Yun, this diligence was like receiving his parents.

At the door of the bell tower, some people who had not yet stepped into the elevator looked back at Leng Feng, and they focused on Chu Yun's body.

Who is this young man?

The three young men of the Leng family, one of the four major families in Linjiang, would call him the boss?

Could it be that this person is from Yandu?

For a while, these rich people who were about to participate in the auction were not in a hurry to enter, and they all looked at Chu Yun and discussed his identity.

Leng Feng was busy, and he patted Chu Yun with a flattering face, and if he said something good, he would open his mouth.

The three whirlwinds also followed behind Chu Yun like bodyguards, and the expressions on their faces were all respectful.

"Whirlwind, why don't you hurry up and press the elevator down, my eldest brother is here, can you still make my eldest brother wait for the elevator?"

While patting his ass, he ordered the three whirlwinds to run errands, and these words reached the ears of the rich people around him, and he only felt that the sky was thundering.

Leng Feng is a well-known gentleman, the huge Linjiang, few people have been taken to heart by him, the third child of the Chen family said a few more words in the King's Landing Club, and he directly broke his leg and threw it out, this arrogant guy, now he treats a person about his age so respectfully, what is the identity of this young man?