Chapter 15: Luck?

She is quite confident in her appearance, even in the Song family, there are few people who can compare with her, coupled with her superb cultivation talent, she has always been the focus of the family's attention and the object of flattery.

But this kid, after he came up, didn't even look at him, completely ignoring her existence, plus he was Zhou Wu's cousin, and his anger finally found a person to vent.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Feng asked puzzled.

Regarding Zhou Feng's questioning, Song Shuixian was dumbfounded for a while, and couldn't reply half-loudly, so she couldn't ask the other party why she didn't look at her, right?

Seeing Song Shuixian's embarrassment, Song Shuibo immediately broke the siege.

"Look at this attitude, Zhou Wu, is this the person from your Zhou family? It's really not polite, and you don't even say hello when you meet? "The three of them are now rivals in love, competitors, and it is rare to have such a good opportunity to suppress each other.

"Yes! Brother Song, look at it, is he really a member of the Zhou family? Why haven't I seen it, I basically know all the people of the Zhou family, but ...... Unless it's ...... Could it be that he is the waste of the Zhou family! ”

"Yes, Narcissus doesn't know if you've heard of it, the Zhou family has a waste that has not been encountered in a hundred years, and it has been staying at the first order for more than ten years!"

"Really?"

Song Shuixian glanced at Zhou Wu strangely, and then looked at Zhou Feng with disdain, and the anger in his heart actually dissipated a lot. "It turned out to be a piece of rubbish!"

The wanton ridicule and ridicule of several people did not make Zhou Feng's face change the slightest, for these, he had long been accustomed to it.

However, his mood now is very different from this time in the past.

In the past, he was unwilling in his heart, but now, he is disdainful in his heart.

If he is a waste, then what is the person who ridicules him as a waste?

However, there is one thing that is the same, that is, killing intent and hatred.

However, he knew that now was not the time for him to break out, because of various reasons, such as his life experience, or a bizarre life in the city, etc., he would not take risks, he would be selected in front of everyone, and obtain the qualification to return to his own clan. Nip in the bud all possible reasons to prevent him from going back.

His face was indifferent, as if it was not him who was ridiculed by several people, but Zhou Wu's face was blue and purple for a while, which was very ugly.

"Waste, what are you still doing here, shame on me, get back to me!" As he spoke, Zhou Wu, who was angry, pushed Zhou Feng's back with a hard palm.

The edge of Zhou Wu's palm actually burst out with a faint golden light, this angry palm, even if Zhou Wu didn't use all his strength, it was enough to have eight or nine points of strength.

After the scene just now, the eyes of the entire Drunken Immortal Building were focused here, and everyone also knew Zhou Feng's identity - the Zhou family's waste, a first-order martial artist.

How can a first-order martial artist withstand the full force of a fifth-order martial artist.

"Ahh......h

In the Drunken Immortal Tower, a neat exclamation sounded.

There are timid ones, who have covered their eyes.

The shopkeeper holding the abacus saw this scene, his eyes flashed, and his hands couldn't help but shake. However, his gaze swept over the purple jade on the second floor, and the whole person instantly relaxed.

Ziyu held the wine jug and looked at this scene with a light smile, others didn't know, but he clearly knew that the young man in front of him, who was rumored to be only a first-order, had at least sixth-order strength, where would he be easily hit by a fifth-order martial artist.

Under the gaze of expectation, horror, banter, etc., the palm glowing with golden light quickly pushed forward.

Call......

"What?"

"How so?"

……

The scene that everyone subconsciously imagined did not appear.

Everyone looked at the calm and natural young man, and walked down the stairs step by step, until he reached the door, and disappeared from sight.

"Damn, what's this?"

"Luck!"

"It's weird!"

……

The silence of the hall from the beginning suddenly became extremely noisy, and basically everyone was sighing about Zhou Feng's luck.

It turned out that Zhou Wu's palm just now actually allowed Zhou Feng to dodge.

And it was very easy to dodge.

Zhou Feng didn't seem to know anything about the palm that hit behind him, and seeing that he was about to come to his body, Zhou Feng, who was facing away from everyone, hooked a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person stepped forward at this time.

Three inches, Zhou Wu's palm stopped three inches away from Zhou Feng's back. But just these short three inches, it is difficult to cross, and the strength carried by the palm of the hand can no longer bring a trace of harm to Zhou Feng, only a trace of wind.

"This ......"

Even Zhou Wu himself was stunned by this unexpected scene, and was stunned for a while.

And when he came back to his senses, Zhou Feng had already arrived downstairs.

"Haha, Zhou Wu, you're really useless!" Several people in Tangshan were stunned for a moment, and then burst into loud laughter, for fear that others would not hear it.

Zhou Wu was ridiculed by several people, making his little face red, coupled with Song Shuixian's strange gaze, his heart was even more uncomfortable, all the hatred was transferred to Zhou Feng, looking at Zhou Feng's departing figure, his eyes flickered, and the killing intent was hidden.

"Stinky boy, you wait!" As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and entered the private room.

This was just a small episode, everyone just used it as tea after dinner, lamenting Zhou Feng's good luck, and soon the topic moved elsewhere.

But some people have a playful face. Among them is the shopkeeper who has been paying attention to this side.

Seeing this scene, the strange look on the big man's face flashed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an unfathomable and profound smile, and then turned to the back kitchen.

At the same time, in the far corner of the hall, a figure completely shrouded in cloak, unable to see the men and women clearly, said in a voice that only he could hear: "Hey, it's kind of interesting." ”

Of course, Zhou Feng didn't know about these, and at this time he returned to the small courtyard in a leisurely manner.

took out the induction crystal in his arms and threw it in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Ziyu person, Zhou Feng obviously felt the ambition in him, although he looked gentle and elegant on the surface, but combined with his own situation, Zhou Feng could still detect the unwillingness and rage in his heart.

Of course, the two are not deeply involved now, it can be said to be a tentative contact, a temporary idea, and it is a win-win situation, and both sides will not have much to lose, so they are very harmonious with each other.

However, what will develop in the end is not something that Zhou Feng can guess now.

Putting the induction crystal back into his arms, Zhou Feng's heart was happy, and then with a slight wine, he punched in the courtyard.

Zhou Feng has not learned martial arts, and the boxing techniques he is playing now are completely reckless, without the slightest discipline at all, besides, Zhou Feng is still a little drunk.

Zhou Feng felt that he was floating in the water, without any weight around him, and his whole body was extremely relaxed, as if he had returned to his mother's arms, and the warmth was indescribable.