Outside the door, there were three people.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng is Leng Yan's wife and daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

"I just ended a period of cause and effect with your daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng, not to mention how much help I can get to you, not to mention that Xuanyuan Dapan wants to spy on my secrets all the time, just to teach him a lesson, you still kill people."

A clear and indifferent voice came from outside the door, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes were bright, unprecedentedly bright.

"I want to see him." Xuanyuan Jingcheng Road.

The door of the elegant garden suddenly opened, and Chen Jun was already sitting on the stone bench, dressed in white, and his face looked extremely calm, but the palm of his right hand was cracked and dripping blood, and the undulating momentum on his body seemed to show another recent situation.

"Seriously injured?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's expression was slightly dumbfounded, and his eyes stared directly at Chen Jun's split palm.

"Blue Blade." The cold-eyed woman beside her reminded.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng immediately realized his problem, retracted his gaze, and said to Xuanyuan Jingcheng on the side, "Sometimes the appearance of observing a thing can only be judged by its appearance, but also by carefully observing the internal situation. ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng subconsciously wanted to refute in his heart, but remembering the picture of his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng entering the realm of land immortals on the Guniu Dagang in Huishan today, he remained silent, and rarely showed impatient listening.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng saw that his daughter did not refute, but listened quietly, and asked a little more, "In your eyes, Mr. Chen and the old Taoist of Longhu Mountain, who wins and who loses?" ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced at the person on the stone bench secretly, and saw that he didn't react, so he hesitated a little: "Naturally, the nameless old man of Longhu Mountain is powerful, but in the battle just now, he shouldn't have gotten any benefits, otherwise he wouldn't let Mr. go without any pursuit, so his strength is at most a tie with Mr. ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face was suspicious, and then he raised his voice a little, "Why not?" The original purple qi heavenly dragon under the feet of that person fell, and Mr. Chen and he withdrew after each other, which was clearly the performance of the opponent in chess! ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said, "Real people, real people, the people in the countryside all know the truth that real people don't show their faces, and they don't show their faces, if they are so easy to be detected by you that the mystery of the battle, how can Mr. Chen be worthy of the real name, and have you ever thought that even if the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and Chen Jun are seriously injured by each other, there are four great Heavenly Masters in Longhu Mountain, each of which is highly cultivated, how can he let Mr. Chen go when he is injured?" ”

"Even though our Huishan has a good relationship with Longhu Mountain, how can they give up the enemy of life and death because of this? Even if I have stepped into the realm of celestial phenomena, how can I be the opponent of the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, my father is just a scholar. ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood nearby, tilted his head, smoothed a few strands of green silk on his cheeks, and was silent.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng bent down to pick up the small yellow flower bones that were budding in the potted plant, I don't know whether to sigh or not, "Qingfeng, you have a deep fortune, you have the opportunity to become a disciple of Mr., but due to the limitation of your vision, you missed the opportunity, this is my father's fault, I have been immersed in the subset of scriptures and history for more than 20 years, teaching you but failing to guide you, and I can't become your role model." ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the expressionless Xuanyuan Qingfeng and smiled lightly, "If you want to become an ordinary woman, your father will protect you with peace and joy in your life, if you want to become a supernatural talent, the pinnacle of the world, your father can dare to ask for another gentleman for you!" ”

"Daddy!"

This word was stuck in Xuanyuan Qingfeng's throat, her body shook, and a look of emotion appeared on her face, no matter how unsympathetic she was, she also knew the inner meaning of Daddy Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words. This clearly shows that the previous battle was clearly won by Mr., and it was not as simple as the naked eye perceived.

Chen Jun silently observed what was happening in the small courtyard, and felt that the relationship between father and daughter was very warm, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng could actually see the secret of the battle, he was very curious, "How did you know?" ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned around and said: "I have had a meeting with that Zhao Xuansu, the secret Taoist of Longhu Mountain, and I probably know some things about him, and when Mr. left Guniu Dagang, I sensed that a heavenly power was rapidly condensing, Rao felt my heart beat in my spirit, and I didn't dare to speculate about the will of heaven at all, but I am sure that this powerful heavenly power is the backlash of Mr. three condensation of heavenly thunder." ”

"The power of heaven is unpredictable, Mr. forcibly opened the heavenly thunder torrent three times, just like a joke, how can the heavens not be angry?"

Chen Jun nodded, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes widened a little.

"When Mr. left, the wonderful rhythm produced is thought to be an extremely clever martial arts method, which can conceal the world of living beings and devour tens of thousands of qi machines." Xuanyuan Jingcheng held the small yellow bone flower, and said casually: "And when people walk into the courtyard, there is a faint warmth inside, although it is difficult to detect, but the flowers and plants bloom a quarter in advance, violating the rules of winter, and the source of strong vitality is definitely the blood of Mr. Palm, Mr.'s blood has a strong vitality, which can revive all things, this yellow flower is proof." ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes fell on the little yellow flower, and her heart was shocked, she still saw it wrong.

"Looking at a leaf and knowing the autumn of the world, Mr. Shou's eyesight is unique in the world." Chen Jun clapped his hands in admiration.

"Mr. has won the prize." Xuanyuan Jingcheng bent down and bowed, almost close to the ground, "Mr. help Jingcheng avoid the death of rolling thunder, Jingcheng has nothing to repay, and I am willing to offer it with a body of Confucianism." ”

Before Chen Jun could answer, this sentence blurted out, and it was visible to the naked eye that Xuanyuan Jingcheng had changed, although his appearance remained the same, his whole person was tired, like an old man, and at the same time, the momentum on Chen Jun's body was rising and becoming condensed.

"Daddy!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng finally shouted in a low voice, her eyes were hazy with tears, her voice was hoarse, she now understood the painstaking efforts of her father Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

"What's the trouble?" Chen Jun, who felt that his body and injuries were recovering quickly, shook his head, "If you follow the steps, there will be one more Confucian saint in the world in twenty or thirty years, you know the value of this, what it represents, but now that you have transported seventy percent of your own qi to me, you will not have any hope for a breakthrough in your life, and you will even have to fall into the realm." ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled casually, "Jingcheng is still the same Jingcheng, as long as you can read some books, as long as the cultivation is enough, Huishan has swept away the filth, and now there is no need for any strong force, as for the rise and prosperity in the future, it will be handed over to Qingfeng to fight, she has always been strong, and she is not weaker than men like her mother." ”

Chen Jun understood the meaning of Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and he had now helped him to make an answer in advance, at a painful and huge price. , so that he could not refuse.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's luck cannot be underestimated, which is enough to be called a luxurious gift, and it is an excellent proof that most of his injuries and physical fitness have improved in an instant.

Chen Jun looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng.