Under the blood-red sky, the blood-red blade slashed through the purple-fleshed civet like slicing tofu, and this one-trick father-daughter duel ended in the blink of an eye.

And the color of the sky has actually predicted the outcome of this duel for a long time, if Zhu Yunqing can win, then how can there be only blood red in the sky that other people see?

"Is this what you're capable of now?" Zhu Yunqing looked at his daughter and said, "It's really beyond the imagination of a father."

At this time, the armor on Zhu Yunqing's abdomen was cut with an extremely long gap, which was three fingers wide.

The lining under the armor was also exposed, and was stained red with blood.

It can be seen that what Zhu Zhuqing left on his father this time is definitely not a minor injury, but for a Contra Douluo, it is far from being fatal, and the bleeding can be stopped by relying on soul power.

"Father, you've lost." Zhu Zhuqing said very firmly.

It seems that Zhu Zhuqing and his father's identities have been reversed, at first Zhu Yunqing was cold and ruthless, and Zhu Zhuqing was swayed by emotions, but now, it has become Zhu Zhuqing who is not happy with things and not sad with himself, and Zhu Yunqing's emotions have been set off ripples.

Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing's tone showed a meaning - I only care about winning or losing, don't talk to me about any family affection that blood is thicker than water, now you are no longer worthy.

"I'll preach your words, but as for whether it will work out or not, it's up to you." Zhu Yunqing maintained his calm tone, but at this time, there was a little more enlightenment.

As an assassin of Contra Luo Xiuwei, Zhu Yunqing saw that the soul power blade that Zhu Zhuqing used just now could not only be used for head-to-head combat, but was also suitable for assassination.

It can be said that after Zhu Zhuqing left her hometown this time, it took her a few years to surpass his Zhu Yunqing's decades of cultivation, whether it was a head-to-head confrontation or an assassination target.

Therefore, the irrefutable facts made Zhu Yunqing have to doubt the way of assassins that he had always adhered to.

And after getting his father's response, Zhu Zhuqing didn't give a trace of affection at all, and didn't even say hello to Yang Jie, turned his head and flew over the wall and went to Zhu's mansion.

"Master Zhu, are you okay?" Yang Di did not leave immediately, but politely inquired about Zhu Yunqing's injuries first.

Seeing his own daughter leaving, Zhu Yunqing immediately took the position under the gazebo, took a few breaths, and the purple soul power gathered at the wound, stopping the blood first, and then said:

"Thank you Hall Master Yang for your concern, it's just a small injury, it's not enough to worry about, it's nothing to Contra."

"Ah, then I'll be relieved," Yang Di said with a kind smile, "If Zhuqing really hurts your name, it won't be a good thing for her or our Changhong Palace."

"Hall Master Yang is really fast-talking," Zhu Yunqing felt a little relieved about Yang Jie's directness, and looked at Yang Jie's eyes with a little more request, and said, "My daughter will be entrusted to you."

Hearing what Zhu Yunqing said, Yang Di smiled awkwardly and replied:

"Master Zhu, I don't have that kind of relationship with your daughter, and I don't plan to develop that kind of relationship with Zhuqing, she is my friend and subordinate, but she will definitely not be my lover."

However, after hearing this, Zhu Yunqing's tone was a little more smiling, and said:

"That's enough, Hall Master Yang, so that she can follow the path she chooses, that's enough."

Seeing Zhu Yunqing's current appearance, Yang Di suddenly felt that it made sense for the Zhu family to take a ruthless way.

Becoming the patriarch of the Zhu family means that his daughter will inevitably become a political bargaining chip, if he is too affectionate, how many fathers can stand it after seeing his daughter lose his freedom?

The current Zhu Yunqing can be said to have vividly shown Yang Di what a sentient head of the Zhu family would be, although he would be praised by others, but he himself might not be able to stand this kind of affection.

Finally hugged Zhu Yunqing, Yang Di also turned around and left the place, and just after he climbed over a wall, he saw a shadow leaning against the wall, not moving, completely covering his breath.

Qianying is not someone else, it is Zhu Zhuqing, she still left the Zhu Mansion without looking back.

Yang Di saw Zhu Zhuqing, who had a complicated face at this time, and immediately smiled, because he felt that this was normal.

Zhu Zhuqing is not a ruthless person at all, and Yang Di has never cultivated her in that direction.

If Zhu Zhuqing really left without looking back, Yang Di would have begun to wonder if she had turned black.

Walking to Zhu Zhuqing's side, Yang Di also leaned against the wall, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and asked:

"Zhuqing, do you have any thoughts about you, the father who is "if you are leaving", now?"

"Hall Master, you're laughing," Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed a few shades of crimson, but then immediately turned to a normal color and said:

"Let's hurry up and leave, 'Break into the Zhu Mansion and stab the patriarch', this is not a good reputation."

After speaking, Zhu Zhuqing took small steps, and this time he really left the Zhu Mansion quickly.

According to the plan, after dealing with the affairs of the Zhu family, Yang Di and Zhu Zhuqing went to the place where they had just separated together with Dugu Bo, who was hidden in the dark.

However, as soon as Yang Di and Zhu Zhuqing flew out of the last wall, a familiar figure appeared in their eyes, the star crown clan for a long time.

Seeing this "dog skin plaster", a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Yang Jie's forehead, and he said in his heart,

"Why did you run into him again?!"

was complaining in his heart, but Yang Di understood that people like Xu Jiu couldn't just pass by and bumped into him, nor could he find himself by luck, but deliberately found their traces in some way.

"For a long time, what are you going to do when you come to me this time?" Yang Di took the lead in saying.

This time, there was no joke on his face for a long time, and he said quite seriously but retaining his own style:

"Yang Jie, my father wants to see you, do you have time to go over?"

"Your father? The patriarch of the Starcrown Clan?" It was impossible for Yang Di not to be surprised, after all, except for Xu Jiu and Xu Jia, he had no intersection with the Xingguan clan.

Even if he talks about a long-term relationship, if others want to ask Yang Jie, he will only say two words: "unfamiliar".

In the final analysis, the two have only fought twice, neither drunk, nor prostitute, nor squatted together, and it would be strange for Yang Jiehe to be familiar with him for a long time.

"That's right, it's the patriarch of our Starcrown Clan, so you can't see it?" He crossed his waist for a long time and said.

Yang Di touched his chin and said:

"See, why not!"