"Dawn, what are you going to do?!" Mu Ziwei obviously didn't expect that Xuanyuan Chenxi, a retreat disciple he had cultivated for many years, who he regarded as the future mantle inheritance, would actually stop him at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, Xuanyuan will never forget the grace of upbringing, but I can't repay virtue with resentment for the life-saving grace of Elder Kun to me! So this time, I can't watch you do anything wrong! ”

Xuanyuan straightened his developing body bones and used his spiritual power to urge the urn to help Kun Lao resist the attack of the formation from Mu Ziwei.

"Well, you eat inside and out, and you actually disobey me! Looks like I'm going to choose another heir! Hindered by his own disciples, Mu Ziwei was also furious, and his fierce and incomparable spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand and shot at Xuanyuan and Kun Lao.

At this time, Xuanyuan, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, had just entered the Tongji Realm, where was Mu Ziwei's opponent, so he had to bite the bullet and want to resist, maybe he was ready to die here.

"Kid, get out of the way!" Kun Lao, who had been knocked down before, had already gotten up at some point, and his yellow spiritual power was shining brightly, and he directly caught Mu Ziwei's killing blow.

"Burning the Origin?! You really don't want to die?! Seeing this, Mu Ziwei hurriedly retreated, for fear that Elder Kun would die with him.

"Rock escape, in a flash!" Elder Kun did not continue to pursue Mu Ziwei, but built a teleportation circle to pass Xuanyuan and his soon-to-be-collapsed self into it.

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"Later, Kun Lao, who burned his own origin with a secret method, finally retained his spiritual power and consciousness with the Qiankun urn that I stole from his master, but he was no longer able to condense his body and even his soul. His existence is even more ethereal than Yue Cong's predecessors. Although a body of spiritual power is preserved in this Qiankun urn, it is no longer alive, and even if this urn is destroyed, Kun Lao is afraid that he will ......" Speaking of this, Xuanyuan's always calm expression became dim, and even said that he was a little sad.

"I'm sorry to remind you of these things......" Situ Hui also felt Xuanyuan's pain and sadness, so he didn't ask more.

"Nothing, after so many years, get used to it. The master-apprentice relationship between me and Mu Ziwei has been severed at that moment, and one day, I will personally avenge Elder Kun. When Xuanyuan said this, he was very calm, without the slightest anger. However, Situ Hui felt that Xuanyuan's performance was even more terrifying—the most difficult thing to deal with was not the enemy who was carried away by anger, but the avenger who concealed his emotions.

"What kind of strength is your master? I'm sure we'll have a chance to avenge him. Situ Hui has already identified Xuanyuan, a brother, and naturally hopes to help him. Even if Xuanyuan wanted revenge, he would follow him to help him.

"Old Kun should have been in the early stage of the Divine Desperate Realm when he was alive, and Mu Ziwei was in the late stage of the Divine Desperate Realm at that time. As for the passage of so many years, I don't know if he has taken that step. Xuanyuan said.

"It's okay, as long as we work hard, one day, your master will regret this matter!" Situ Hui is very confident. In his opinion, there was nothing that Xuanyuan could not do. And after he awakened the Divine Weapon Body, his strength was also constantly improving, coupled with Wang Sanniu and Lan Haoren, who had great potential, they would inevitably be able to become cultivators with extraordinary strength one day.

"Actually, I don't want you to do it. If I don't get to the point where I can't do anything, I hope to rely on my own strength to avenge Kun Lao. You go get busy first, I'm going back to rest for a while. Xuanyuan patted Situ Hui on the shoulder, and then went back to the room with Zi Ling in his arms. He was indeed too tired and needed some rest.

"You're going to rest, can't you, do I want to see the store? ......" Situ Hui sent Xuanyuan back to the room, and suddenly realized that he was left with the right to go, a person who had never done business before, how to run a pawnshop......

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On the second day, after recuperating overnight, Xuanyuan had recovered his state, and his fatigue was completely gone. Zi Ling, who was full of sleep, was also full of vitality, sticking to Xuanyuan all the time, and his face was full of happiness.

"Brother Xuanyuan, how long will Wang Sanniu have to cultivate with Elder Kun to complete?" A day has passed, and he has not seen the slightest news from Wang Sanniu, and Situ Hui is also a little worried.

"The last time I sublimated my spiritual power with Elder Kun, I stayed for ten days. And Brother Wang Sanniu is going to compress spiritual power across the level this time, and the time required can only be longer. Elder Kun's spiritual power oppression will only get stronger and stronger, and how long he can last depends on his toughness. According to my estimate, at least for this week, I'm afraid we won't see the Sanniu brothers. Xuanyuan motioned to Situ Hui not to worry.

The particularity of Kun Lao's spiritual power makes him have an extremely strong oppressive power over cultivators whose strength is lower than his own, which is also the reason why Kun Lao can help others compress their spiritual power. However, only when I felt that oppressive force did I know how terrifying that breath was like the top of Mount Tai.

Xuanyuan himself persisted for ten days, largely because of the existence of spatial attributes, so he said that Wang Sanniu could hold on for seven days, but he didn't mean to boast.

The pawnshop's business was still so lukewarm, and Xuanyuan didn't care, smiling at everyone who entered the store, taking care of the business while taking care of his daughter.

Just as Xuanyuan and Situ Hui were waiting for the news of Lan Haoren and Zimeng's return, Yan Laogou suddenly came to the door.

"Brother, what kind of wind blew you here?" Last time in the tomb, thanks to Yan Laogou's information, Xuanyuan was able to harvest so much, so Xuanyuan also welcomed Yan Laogou's arrival.

"Brother, don't mention it, the people from the Blood Wolf Gang got the news out of nowhere and went to my house, but fortunately I was out at the time, and they didn't block me. Yesterday evening, before I arrived at the door, I saw that the people of the Blood Wolf Gang had surrounded my house, how dare I stay longer, and rushed to find you overnight. Yan Laogou's face was very gloomy at this time, and he didn't have the sense of relief he had last time. His home was not very far away, but it took him a night to get there on foot, and his gloomy face was a little tired.

"Blood Wolves? How did they find your home to go to? Regulus frowned.

"I don't know. The third master from last time was also there, and he also found the sword from my house. I just watched from afar, and I didn't know how many people they went. "Yan Laogou is very depressed, he can't go back to his home, and no one will be happy.

"Brother, you take a break in my store first, have lunch, and I'll go back with you to have a look." Xuanyuan comforted.

"Okay." Old Dog Yan was also exhausted at this time, so he fell asleep in the back room.

"This Blood Wolf Gang is also a bully, if I see them again, I have to teach them a lesson." Situ Hui had also seen the Blood Wolf Gang unpleasantly for a long time, and he was also a little angry when he heard what happened to Yan Laogou.

"It's time to come, it's still coming. I still say the same thing, they bully others, maybe I don't bother to care, but when it comes to my friends, then don't blame me for being rude. A glint flashed in Xuanyuan's eyes.