Although there were nearly 100 people in the banquet hall, there was no sound at the moment, except for the sound of heavy breathing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Occasionally, the sound of one or two pieces of jewelry colliding with each other sounded, and it was quickly muffled, and none of the young nobles in Tianyuan City dared to make a sound.

Visaghi was also furious at this time, it was rare for him to be so polite to others, and the other party still didn't appreciate it?

In the quiet environment of "coo-to-......goo", the subtle sound of drinking through the throat was actually put into the boss.

Everyone looked at where the voice came from, and a young man in a long robe was lying there and kept pouring his own wine, Wu Fenghua, the host of today's banquet.

He seemed to be so drunk that he didn't realize what was going on in the ballroom right now.

Visage naturally ignored him, but the eyes that looked at Chu Xia gradually began to become hideous, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, since you use the noble set, then you should know that the duel needs to be registered." ”

Chu Xia glanced at Visaji: "Wait, your opponent is not me, as for the name, you will know it immediately." ”

After speaking, he walked quickly and silently to Wu Fenghua's side, and Chu Xia squatted down.

The drunken Wu Fenghua was still pouring himself one bite at a time, his long hair was already messily draped, the top hat on his head was already hanging around his neck, and the buttons on the collar and cuffs were torn off.

Syllable!

A slap was thrown on the face of the drunk Wu Fenghua, Chu Xia was not polite, the power of this slap was definitely enough to make Wu Fenghua sober up, the wine in this world has not yet made people drunk.

Syllable!

Again, louder......

Everyone was stunned, what did this little beggar want to do? Offended Visaji, and now he wants to provoke the most powerful Chu family in Tianyuan City?

Bang Bang Bang ......

The audience was silent, and only the slap sound echoed in the banquet hall, crisp and powerful, loud and pleasant......

"Don't fight ......"

A weak voice stopped softly, this voice had a hint of lazy weakness, Wu Xinxin's voice.

The girl was lying on the couch, struggling to crawl to her brother's side.

However, she had just been sucked out of blood, and she had to use all her strength to speak, let alone move her steps.

Puff ......

The result of struggling to get up is to fall to the ground.

No one wanted to go up and hold the fallen girl, but some whispered and snickered and pointed.

From the beginning to the end, no one paid attention to her, a girl who had been sucked blood, and it was an honor for the young nobles to be sucked by the blood boy Visaji, of course, this honor did not fall on their heads.

All this was in Chu Xia's eyes, and he sneered in his heart: Is this the nobles of Tianyuan City? The old ones fight openly and secretly for the sake of interests, and the small ones are afraid of power and benevolence, and gloating when they see others in trouble.

While thinking, Chu Xia stepped forward and picked up Wu Xinxin, held her wrist, and used Haoran Jue to instill internal strength.

Haoran Jue is the best technique in the ancient martial arts of Huaxia for treating internal injuries and regulating the lack of blood and qi, this is the healing method created in order to deal with the bloodsucking skills of the Cold Ice God Sect, although it is a little out of the way, but Chu Xia has learned it with the ability to never forget, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

After a while, the girl slowly opened her eyes, she saw the dirty face in front of her in a daze, and murmured softly, "Brother Chu Xia?"

Although this voice was not loud, it was heard clearly by everyone in the quiet lobby.

"Chu Xia, the eldest young master of the Chu family?"

"This little beggar is Chu Da Shao? impossible, isn't he a waste of firewood?"

"Hehe, this gentleman actually wants to challenge the lack of blood, he is really looking for death. ”

"Who says it's not, others may be afraid of Chu Tianxiao, but this blood is not afraid, it seems that this time Young Master Chu will be miserable!"

Visage's original anger decreased slightly, he stared at the young patriarch of the first squirrel, the first waste wood, and the first family in Tianyuan City, and the vigilance in his heart increased a little, these short-sighted people may not have seen Chu Xia's true strength yet.

However, Visage clearly knew that Chu Xia was at least an intermediate-level fighter, and most likely a high-level fighter.

You must know that being able to reach a high-level warrior at the age of sixteen is definitely a genius among geniuses, and even he has only just entered the level of a viscount, that is, a bronze warrior, which is already a top five achievement among the younger generation of the Jade Flower Principality.

Visaji was not in a hurry to find trouble with Chu Xia at this time, he seemed to already know why Chu Xia would come to provoke him.

Slowly, the corners of his mouth rose a little curvature, as long as you have something you care about, then you are not afraid that you will not be able to cure you!

"It's me. Chu Xia rubbed Wu Xinxin's head and smiled gently: "Leave the matter here to me, don't worry." ”

"Hmm!" the girl nodded with her greatest strength, she believed in Chu Xia, believed in this little brother who had been mysterious since childhood, but would stand in her way every time there was danger.

The smile disappeared from his face the moment Chu Xia turned his head, he looked coldly at the person lying on the ground, and asked, "Wu Fenghua, do you still want to be slapped?"

Chu Xia knew very well that Wu Fenghua must have sobered up now.

"I laugh at you for your waste wood on weekdays, but today you have returned it all to me. ”

Wu Fenghua was lying on the ground, the back of his hand was on his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were wry, as one of the most talented teenagers in the Chu family, Wu Fenghua naturally looked down on this young patriarch like a waste since he was a child, I don't know if it was because of jealousy or anger, as long as they met, they would be cynical.

Chu Xia's eyebrows tightened, grabbed Wu Fenghua's collar, lifted him in front of him, and said sharply: "When, do you still care about this? Why didn't you protect Xinxin?"

Hearing this, Wu Fenghua was shocked, and he slowly spoke in a hoarse voice: "The family is the eldest son of the Blood Clan Demon Party in the national capital, and my sister and I are just the grandsons of the Chu family on the border, if they want it, if we don't give it, we will perish!"

"So, you sold your sister?" Chu Xia asked as he stared at Wu Fenghua with dark eyes.

"Hahaha......"

With a hint of pain, a hint of remorse and a hint of unwillingness in the laughter, Wu Fenghua suddenly sat up and yelled at Chu Xia: "Do you think I am willing? Because we are born with less capital comparable to them! I have no choice!"

This roar, with a tear, and endless sadness!

Looking at Wu Fenghua, who was left with tears, Chu Xia smiled, smiled very happily, he remembered himself in his previous life, in the face of power and money, he had also been confused and hesitant, and he had also been helpless and sad.

He stood up, patted Wu Fenghua, who was shrugging his shoulder, and said softly:

"Really strong people laugh louder the more they want to cry, and they carry pain and sorrow with them, and even then they have to carry them and laugh forward. ”

Pulling Wu Fenghua up, Chu Xia straightened Wu Fenghua's head, making him look directly at Visaji, and his voice gradually became louder:

"And you are a member of my Chu family! You have to be strong! You have to move forward with a smile! There is no bad seed in the Chu family! You have forgotten, how high-spirited you were back then, even I, the young patriarch, dared to scold, I don't care, because I know that you have this blood, tell me! Has this blood been frozen now?

You are given two choices: one is to look at something that is lower than yourself and look for someone to talk to at the bottom to masturbate, and the other is to look at something greater than yourself and kick your senseless self awake.

Look at this scum in front of you who is bullying your own sister and tell me out loud, which one do you choose?!"

Wu Fenghua shook his head, his eyes were still empty, and he muttered in a low voice: "I don't have the capital to choose, I can't let the Wu clan be ruined because of me." ”

"Then, what if I put the fate of the Chu family on the same line and gamble with you?"

Chu Xia's voice seemed to be the voice of the Nine Demons, bewitching this once high-spirited bloody young man, but this sentence was regarded by the others present as another crazy talk of a gentleman.

And this crazy sentence made Dewu Fenghua completely sober up, he slowly raised his head, looking at Chu Xia's smiling face and the black hair of the shawl, is this the young patriarch from before?

Is this still the same Chu Dashao that everyone despises and spurns?

The young man's confused eyes turned into stunned, his stunned eyes turned into firm, and his determined eyes sublimated into battle spirit!

Wu Fenghua stood up steadily, shook off Chu Xia's hand that was holding the placket of his clothes, he tied his hair, trimmed his crown, wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, and stripped off the gorgeous clothes on his body, revealing a practice uniform.

A capable and handsome young man appeared in front of everyone's eyes, not the flattering nobleman before, not the drunken prodigal son before, but a warrior burning with war!

He glanced at Chu Xia, who seemed to be smiling, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said stiffly:

"It's crooked, it's so long-winded! I just rested!"