"Senior Brother Chu, are you listening to me?"

"Oh, oh, listen, sister. Looking at the senior sister Zhong Wuyan in front of him, who was over fifty years old, but still had white skin and beautiful appearance, and still had charm, Chu Qiuyang's spirit was in a trance for a while, and he stopped talking.

"How do you feel that since you went to the Wendao Academy, the whole person has become strange. Zhong Wuyan couldn't help but complain.

Chu Qiuyang is extremely talented, and his attainments in theology are outstanding among his peers, so he has developed a lonely personality that does not like to communicate with others, and he has few friends in the Lingxiao Holy Land, except for his uncle Chu Lingfeng, who is also a genius, this Senior Sister Zhong Wuyan is the closest.

The two of them studied art under the same master when they were young, and for this junior brother whose emotional intelligence is not too high, Zhong Wuyan always takes care of him like a younger brother, and Chu Qiuyang, who is not convinced by anyone, can only show the most true temperament in front of this senior sister.

Later, Zhong Wuyan married Qi Xuan, a Lingzun senior brother in the Lingxiao Holy Land, and the two had a son.

In recent years, not only has she stepped into the realm of Lingzun herself, but she has also accepted a personal disciple with amazing qualifications, and won the first place in the competition of the Holy Land under the age of thirty.

Such a life trajectory can be said to be a triple harvest of love, career and family, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a winner in life.

However, it was precisely because the two were like sisters and brothers and had a close relationship that Chu Qiuyang really understood the pain that had always been buried deep in Zhong Wuyan's heart.

No matter how enviable life seems now, it can't make up for the endless grief caused by the loss of her own brother.

"Senior sister, does Zhenhai really have no descendants?"

Zhong Zhenhai is Zhong Wuyan's long-deceased younger brother and one of Chu Qiuyang's few friends.

"How can you ask that?" Zhong Wuyan heard him mention Zhong Zhenhai, and the pain in his eyes flashed, "Zhenhai has never married a wife, and you know this, how can there be an heir?"

"Of course I do. Chu Qiuyang didn't want to say much, but when he thought of Zhong Wen's almost identical appearance to Zhong Zhenhai, he couldn't help but speak, "But I met a young man in the Wendao Academy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and Zhenhai is like being carved out of the same mold." ”

"The world is so big that there are no surprises. Zhong Wuyan shuddered and tried to calm his voice, "It's normal to have someone with a similar appearance. ”

The boy was also surnamed Zhong. Chu Qiuyang continued.

"Bang dang!"

Zhong Wuyanyu's hand shook, the teacup fell to the ground, shattered, and the dark green tea spread along the ground until it spread far away.

"Senior sister, before Zhenhai died, he had stayed in the Great Qian Empire for a while, could it be that at that time......" Chu Qiuyang said and guessed in his heart.

"He had only stayed in the Great Qian Empire for less than two months, and he had never heard of any woman he had ever been close to. Zhong Wuyan shook his head and said, "It's probably a coincidence." ”

However, the trembling hands and slightly choked voice all showed Zhong Wuyan's emotional turmoil.

Senior sister, this is worried, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

Chu Qiuyang knew her best, and instantly understood what his senior sister was thinking, and he was determined to take the time to go to the Great Qian Empire again, and wait to find out Zhong Wen's life experience before making plans.

After talking for a while, Chu Qiuyang got up and left the room, but he didn't notice that the tears on the face of Senior Sister Zhong behind him were like pearls, and they couldn't stop pouring down.

"Uncle Chu!" Seeing that he was about to step out of the building, a delicate and tactful woman's voice thought to herself.

"Xiaozhu. Chu Qiuyang turned his head, and what appeared in front of him was a young woman about twenty-two or three years old, with a pair of big beautiful eyes shining with crystal light, pink skin white and red, delicate red lips tightly pursed, and her appearance was stubborn and confident in her beauty.

Her hair is not too long, it can only be worn under the jade neck, and she is wearing a silver-white short dress, which tightly wraps the pride on her chest, but it can't cover her snow-white lower abdomen, and she is also wearing a silver-white short skirt underneath, revealing her slender and smooth calves and a pair of playful little brute boots.

Recognizing that the woman behind him was Ji Weizhu, Zhong Wuyan's proud personal disciple, Chu Qiuyang's expression instantly softened a lot.

"Uncle Chu, can you tell me more about the young man surnamed Zhong?" Ji Weizhu's beautiful big eyes flickered, and there was a hint of excitement and expectation in her delicate voice......

As soon as Ye Qun died, the battle at the headquarters of the Silver Ring Chamber of Commerce began to show a one-sided situation, and the "Shengyu Commercial Bank" side was full of momentum, and many of the masters who were invited by Ye Qun saw that the boss was dead, so they gave birth to the heart of retreat.

In the air, the two figures jumped and moved, staggering back and forth, fighting very hotly, and the unparalleled terrifying momentum on their bodies showed the identity of the two Lingzun bosses.

Venerable Kurong clasped his hands together, and two giant trees of spiritual power appeared in front of him, the one on the left was lush and green, full of vitality, and on the contrary, the one on the right was bare and had no leaves, and it looked lifeless.

Lines of light yellow and light blue spiritual power flowed back and forth between the withered and glorious trees, shining brightly and beautifully.

On the opposite side, there were countless small air currents around Venerable Wind, and when he swayed his hand, the wind blade in the sky shot towards Venerable Kurong with a furious momentum like thunder and lightning, rubbing a "whirring" sound in the air, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The middle finger and thumb of Venerable Kurong's right hand pinched, and the other three fingers were slightly cocked, making a gesture of holding flowers, and the spiritual power that flowed between the two trees of Kurong completely turned light yellow, and the overwhelming wind blade hit the light yellow spiritual power, like a stone falling into the surface of a lake, causing ripples, but it could not cause any real damage.

After absorbing all the wind blades, the withered Venerable flicked his middle finger, and the spiritual power between the two giant trees suddenly turned light blue, and then shot out blue spiritual light, hitting the Wind Venerable fiercely.

In the face of the counterattack of the Venerable of Kurong, the Venerable Wind was not afraid, but continued to shoot more wind blades, smashing the oncoming blue aura.

Two old opponents hung in the air, each using their means to shoot wildly, one "Xiu Xiu Xiu", one "Bang Bang Bang", for a while the light and shadow in the sky were dazzling, the momentum was amazing, just two people, actually played the video and audio effects of a ten-yuan special effects blockbuster, but the battle situation seemed to be stormy, in full swing, but there was no substantial progress, half an hour passed, the two were still intact, not even a little scratch.

"Old thing, the Silver Ring Chamber of Commerce has already lost. Venerable Feng suddenly spoke, "What's the point of you holding on alone?"

Although the two of them were busy creating special effects, they could clearly perceive the battle situation in the Chamber of Commerce below.

"Ye will be kind to me. Venerable Kurong said in a hoarse voice, "Even if the Silver Ring Chamber of Commerce perishes, I will kill you first, and then slaughter the 'Shengyu Commercial Bank' up and down to avenge him." ”

"You old fellow, though you have an ugly appearance and a twisted personality. Venerable Feng sighed, and the two of them fought each other several times, showing some sympathy, "It's still a thankful retribution, but it's not all without merit." ”

Venerable Kurong snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, and he didn't speak, just shot out more blue aura.

"If this continues, I don't know when we will be able to decide the winner. Venerable Wind suddenly changed his words and shouted, "Be careful!"

I saw that the chaotic air currents around him suddenly poured into his body, and the robes on his body swelled slightly, making a "whirring" sound.

The next moment, his figure turned into a shadow in the air that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, while circling around the Venerable Kurong, from time to time he released a fierce wind blade, attacking the Venerable Kurong who was "surrounded" by him, and the wind blades shot out from all angles seemed to arrive at the same time, looking from a distance, it was as if dozens of people lined up in a circle, beating one person in the middle together, which shows that the speed of the Venerable Wind is so fast, it really reached the point of shocking the world.

"I already knew your hand!" Venerable Kurong sneered, stretched out his arms, and the two giant trees standing in front of him suddenly spun rapidly around him, and the spiritual power that flowed between the two trees of Kurong turned into a blue and yellow spirit ring, which actually blocked all the wind blades from all directions, and at the same time reflected the light blue spiritual light, which was-for-tat with Venerable Feng.

After another fierce "boom" and "boom", Venerable Feng's body suddenly stopped, and then began to spin rapidly, like an electric drill, stabbing fiercely on the two-color spirit ring that surrounded Venerable Kurong's body.

"Huh?" Venerable Kurong thought that he knew everything about Venerable Wind's methods, but he had never seen this move, so he couldn't help but exclaim, caught off guard, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he could only control the Withered Twin Trees to meet him, and hard to catch Venerable Wind's strange trick that he had never used.

"Boom!"

The "drill" formed by the Wind Venerable rotated rapidly, concentrating the power in one place very well, while the spiritual power of the Venerable of Kurong was still scattered between the two giant trees, so that the strength of the two sides was immediately revealed, and after a stalemate of more than a dozen breaths, the Kurong Twin Trees finally found it difficult to resist the fierce rotation attack of the "drill", and the ground shattered, and the forward momentum of the "drill" of the Venerable Wind did not decrease, and it slammed into the chest of the Venerable of Kurong.

"Poof!" Resisting such a powerful blow head-on with his physical body, Rao is Venerable Kurong's physical fitness was amazing, but he still felt that the pain was unbearable, and the bones in his chest were faintly about to break, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spurt blood, and the whole person flew straight back far away before he could barely stop his body.

"W-What kind of trick is this?" he reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Recently, the old man followed a few girls to play a lot of soy sauce, and was deeply stimulated, retreated night and night, meditated, and finally created this unique trick 'Wind Drill'. Venerable Wind couldn't hide the smug look on his face, although he had not studied high school physics, he had no teacher, and integrated the principle of conversion of kinetic energy and potential energy into the move, and finally gained the upper hand in the process of fighting with Venerable Kurong, "You are still the first person to see the power of this move, how about it, old man Kurong, how does it feel?"

"I can't imagine that at this age, you can still create your own spiritual skills. Venerable Kurong was stunned for a long time, with a hint of bitterness in his tone, "I'm not as good as you." ”

"Only by constantly experiencing setbacks can people make progress. Venerable Feng recalled the danger of the battle of the Nangong family, and his heart palpitated.

"Today's game, you win. Venerable Kurong said fiercely, "But you'd better protect Shangguan's father and daughter at all times, otherwise one day, I will raze Shangguan's family to the ground." ”

With that, he unfolded his body and galloped away into the distance, without the slightest intention of fighting.

Venerable Feng knew that if the other party was determined to leave, he was afraid that it would be difficult to stop him, so he chased after a few steps, then gave up his plan to take his life, and was about to turn around and return to Shangguan Tong's side, when he suddenly saw a dazzling golden sword light shooting from the sky, as fast as lightning, unstoppable, and cleanly pierced into the back of Venerable Kurong's heart, stabbing him from back to front.

"Ah!!h

Venerable Kurong was already seriously injured, and he was caught off guard by such a sword, and with a miserable scream in his mouth, his body fell straight down like a frightened bird, and fell on the roof of a private house, smashing the tiles and splashing rubble.

Venerable Feng looked up and saw Lin Zhiyun's graceful figure standing in the air, with long hair flowing and a graceful posture, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, a nine-day Xuannu, beautiful and incomprehensible.

The Floating Flower Palace Palace Master bowed slightly at Venerable Feng, and then the lotus step moved slightly, his figure flickered, and he soon disappeared without a trace.

Turning his head to look at Venerable Kurong again, he saw that the old opponent was lying on his back on the roof, his eyes were completely radiant, his hands and feet were motionless, and he had already stopped breathing.

I fought with all my strength for half an hour, but it was not as effective as her casual sword!

Venerable Wind had an extremely embarrassed look on his face, and he suddenly felt that the hard work he had just done to live and die was simply meaningless, and the joy of creating a new trick had long since disappeared......