"Surname Qin?" Zhou Wuji's calm and indifferent eyes showed a stunning light.

"This young man claims to be Qin Canghai, according to the description of the people watching the battle, he is good at the cold ice qi, the power of the fire of the vast clouds, and in the face of the cold ice qi, there is almost no resistance power!! "The old man in gray said slowly.

"Ice aura?" Zhou Wuji's brows furrowed slightly, "The Qin family's ice palm?"

surnamed Qin, and good at ice qi, the biggest object of suspicion is their sworn enemy Qin family.

"Grandmasters are like dragons, even half-step grandmasters can be Jiao, it is not difficult to defeat a half-step grandmaster, but it is very difficult to kill a half-step grandmaster, and it is even more difficult to kill a half-step grandmaster easily. The gray-clothed old man shook his head, "The Qin family's cold ice palm is extraordinary, but with the same strength, it is almost impossible to kill Haoyun with the cold ice palm. ”

Zhou Wuji's handsome and dashing eyes narrowed, what his father said was right, the Qin family's cold ice palm did not have such a powerful combat power.

Then, this is interesting, surnamed Qin, and good at the power of ice, with the same strength, he can easily kill Ouyang Qingyun, how did this young man do it?!

Is it the top genius secretly cultivated by the Qin family?

Or is there something else going on?!

The light in Zhou Wuji's eyes became more and more intense, "I know about this." ”

The gray-clothed old man nodded with satisfaction, this matter is too weird, among the next generation of the Zhou family, only Zhou Wuji, the 'Qilin'er of the Zhou family', can rest assured.

"Wuji, go home, your mother, your uncle and brother miss you very much. Seeing that Zhou Wuji was silent, the old man in gray sighed and said, "Your mother misses you very much. ”

The third generation of the Zhou family does not have a top genius, but Zhou Wuji is his old son, the youngest second generation of the Zhou family, but he is extremely talented, and the third generation of the Qin family, Qin Wenjun, is called Yanjing Shuangjiao.

The old man in gray was very fond of this young son.

Zhou Wuji's figure shook slightly, he raised his head to the sky, and did not speak.

"The incident of seventeen years ago has passed, are you still worried?" the old man in gray had a trace of regret and regret in his eyes, "Everyone is also doing it for the sake of the family." ”

"For the sake of the family?" Zhou Wuji bit his lip, his handsome and dashing face was a little hideous, "Where is that, where is that! I, Zhou Wuji, am a treacherous villain who assassinates my brother! When you did that, did you think about me? What other face does my Zhou Wuji have to stand on this world!"

"Wuji!" the gray-clothed old man asked with an angry face.

Zhou Wuji raised his head, looking at the clouds and clouds, looking at the jackdaw floating shuttle, but a sad song could not be played.

"Father, take care, the child is gone. He bowed slightly to the old man in gray, turned around, did not look back, and walked away on the waves.

Looking at the back of the green coat and the straight backbone, the old man in gray had an inexplicable look in his eyes, was it really wrong back then? In order to get to that point, is it really worth it to let the most outstanding genius of the Zhou family be infected with demons?!

Northern suburbs.

In the courtyard of the light red roof tiles, the sun was setting, and the mottled projections fell on the speckled white wall, and a cold wind struck, and the dead leaves rolled up.

Qin Wenjun sat cross-legged on the bed, the old man surnamed Qin sat behind him, his palms against his back, a faint cloud surrounded the two, Qin Wenjun's expression was painful, his face twitched again and again, but, gritting his teeth, a wisp of blood was faint in his mouth, and he insisted on not making a sound.

The old man surnamed Qin was also pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Finally, the old man finished his work and wanted to get up, but his body trembled slightly, and he barely supported the pillar and did not fall.

"Grandpa!" Qin Wenjun exclaimed.

"It's okay!" the old man surnamed Qin waved his hand, a smile on his face, "Wen Jun, do you feel better?"

Qin Wenjun didn't speak, his eyes were full of tears, he hated, hated himself, if it weren't for the poison in his body and the exhaustion of his martial arts, he wouldn't need his grandfather to heal his injuries every day.

It's just that he is struggling like this, like a living dead, but he drags down the elders alive.

Grandfather Qin Aohu, as the head of the Qin family, a top martial artist in China, with a lot of skill, was originally at the peak of the transformation realm, and it was only one step away from the divine realm, but in the past seventeen years, he has used his skills to heal his injuries every day, and has spent a lot of Yuan Shen mental power, and his strength has not risen but fallen, and now he is just an ordinary grandmaster in the middle of the transformation realm.

He hated himself, hated himself for being too naïve, did not know people, and mistook villains as confidants, so that he was victimized by traitors and affected his family.

Although no one in the Qin family, whether it was Qin Aohu and other ancestors, or his father's uncles and brothers, no one in the Qin family complained about him, but he felt deeply guilty.

Qin Aohu saw the painful expression of the grandchild he admired and had high hopes for the most, and his heart was painful, but he had a hearty smile on his face, "Wenjun, what do you think of what Linglong said today?"

Qin Wenjun contemplated himself, thought slightly, and his face straightened, "Grandpa, the sixth uncle is in the South China Sea, will it be ......?"

It was only today that he learned from Qin Aohu's mouth that his arrogant sixth uncle did not pass away, but was hiding in Nanhai City.

"Your sixth uncle's skills are lost, it's impossible. Qin Aohu shook his head, but his heart was even more painful, Qin Wenjun was the most outstanding genius of the third generation of the Qin family, and his sixth son Qin Haoran was the most outstanding genius of the second generation of the Qin family, but the two generations of Qilin'er of the Qin family were assassinated one after another, and their skills were lost, and they suffered unbearable losses.

Qin Wenjun was silent in his heart, but he didn't want his grandfather to worry about him, so a smile appeared on his face, "According to grandpa, the sixth uncle has a son, and my cousin's age is about the same age as the legendary Qin Canghai, maybe the half-step grandmaster boy who shocked Huaxia is my cousin." ”

"You say Feng'er?" Qin Aohu shook his head, "Impossible. ”

Qin Aohu was very moved when he heard Gao Linglong say the news just today, according to the description of the Gao family's girl, Qin Canghai's age and birth in the South China Sea were very similar to his unmasked grandson, he immediately thought of his grandson, but soon, Qin Aohu rejected this speculation in his heart, in order to avoid the enemy from finding Qin Haoran, the Qin family even cut off contact with Qin Haoran, and Qin Haoran's martial arts were all wasted, just an ordinary person, it was impossible for tiaoj to teach such a top genius.

Therefore, Qin Aohu has ruled out the possibility that Qin Canghai is the pseudonym of his grandson Qin Feng.

"Grandpa, don't make this judgment yet, maybe it's true. Qin Wenjun said with a smile.

"Hahaha!" Qin Aohu laughed heartily, "If this is the case, grandpa will die without regrets!" When he spoke, he turned his back, but it was old tears.

Nanhai.

Small building bar.

"How's it going?" Tang Ruoran asked with concern when he saw Qin Feng coming out of the room.

According to the prescription prescribed by Qin Feng, she went to the Feng family to get the medicinal materials, and the Feng family deserved to be one of the top medicinal materials in Jiangnan Province, and the fifty flavors of medicinal materials were all available, which also made Tang Ruoran breathe a sigh of relief. However, in order to avoid worrying about the Feng family, Tang Ruoran did not inform the Feng family of the news of Feng Xiaoyun's serious injury for the time being.

After coming back from taking the medicine, Qin Feng stayed in the room to treat Feng Xiaoyun, and had just come out at this time.

"Don't worry, with my help, it's no big deal. Qin Feng smiled and said, "Today is treated once, when she wakes up, she can get out of bed, and after three days, she will be treated again, Xiaoyun will be cured, and even her skills will improve a lot." ”

"Really!" Tang Ruoran let out a surprise voice, and then his face changed, "How is it possible?"

Yes, how is it possible! Feng Xiaoyun is useless, Tang Ruoran is even worried that Feng Xiaoyun will have to rely on a wheelchair to live in the future, and now Qin Feng has only been treated once, and he can get out of bed?

It's incredible!

It's a rebellious move!