Text Chapter 412 The Three People on Fengjia Island
In the early morning of the next day, Han Ruohua was still asleep and had not woken up, Feng Xueqing and Jiang Yuan had already sent Lu Chen away and had returned to the room.
"Lu Gongzi went to Zunshan this time, and I don't know what will happen..."
There was worry in her eyes that she couldn't hide.
It has been more than half a year since I came to the cherry blossoms, but only now have I finally found the trace of the mountain. Before this, Feng Xueqing thought that she was not very helpful to Lu Chen, but she had just saved a little trouble. Whether it was the location of Ranzun Mountain, or the strangeness of the Wanhua Dao Lotus, she had never been able to help even a little, at least in itself.
Today, Lu Chen has already set off for Zun Mountain, and she has to go to the east of Luoying for three thousand miles, the road is long and difficult, but she still has to stay here and wait for news.
With a light sigh, the bitterness in my heart is unspeakable, how can I do it?
"This guy has a lot of means, so don't worry. β
Jiang Yuan knocked on Feng Xueqing's appearance, his face was a little complicated, but he quickly retracted and returned to his usual appearance.
"Just talking about killing and breaking the knife, you should also know its origin, it is the Dao weapon that the Blood Heaven Great Sage relied on when he swept the world and killed through the universe, even if it has been broken in half, it is by no means comparable to the ordinary Great Sage Dao weapon. In addition, the Bright Moon Immortal Palace is also a strange treasure, Lu Chen is holding the emerald leaf token in his hand, even if he encounters trouble, he can always find a chance to escape, and there is no need to worry about safety. Even if the worst result is nothing, he will not lose his life there. β
"That's true, but I..."
Feng Xueqing paused, her expression changed for a long time, but in the end, she just sighed lightly and said more.
When they returned to the room, Jiang Yuan and Feng Xueqing lowered their footsteps, so as not to alarm Han Ruohua, who had not yet woken up. This is Lu Chen's only disciple, although it is a little ridiculous, after all, Lu Chen himself is just Nirvana, but he has already accepted disciples. However, a disciple is a disciple, and this relationship has been established, whether it is Jiang Yuan or Feng Xueqing, he must be treated as a junior.
In the days that Lu Chen left, Han Ruohua had to take care of everything.
But remembering what Lu Chen said when he left, the two looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do.
"If you already know Hua's origin, I won't say much about it, and the reason why I accepted him as a disciple is not because of his talent or the gossip skills. This son is not right by nature, like most people in the cherry blossom country, bullying the good and fearing the evil, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, and being proud of his talents, but he has learned the skills of the savage, who can determine the dragon vein, solve the terrain, and measure the variables of the sky and stars. If such a method is used in the right way, there is naturally no need to worry, but I am afraid that it will be used in the wrong way. The technique of gossip and eight doors is the mystery of the occult law, once it is used to harm people, it is a great evil, and this is also the fundamental reason why I took him by my side. β
These were Lu Chen's original words before leaving.
Han Ruohua wants to practice, and he is also very talented, although Lu Chen has never told him how to practice, but he has already sensed the flow of spiritual energy, has entered the spirit realm, and has touched the bottleneck, and has tried to bombard the shackles and open up the abyss of life. Maybe this is also the reason why the savage pointed out Han Ruohua's gossip and eight techniques, but these are not what Lu Chen wants to see.
If you want to suppress it, you can't.
Only by going with the flow and relying on his own ability, Han Ruohua can go so far.
And Lu Chen's meaning is already very clear, Jiang Yuan and Feng Xueqing are not allowed to guide Han Ruohua's cultivation. His temperament is not good, he already has the gossip and eight techniques in his hands, and his cultivation talent is also excellent
Out of control and wanton evil, they have nothing to do, and they can even be regarded as single-handedly facilitating.
"Rest first, you haven't slept all night. β
Jiang Yuan looked at Han Ruohua on the bed through the curtain for a long time before sighing softly, and finally retracted his gaze.
The same is true for Feng Xueqing.
Naturally, the two of them didn't say much in the room, so they got along day and night for the past six months, and they could understand what the other party meant with just their eyes. It's just that while taking care of it, I should be a little vigilant, so as not to let Han Ruohua get infected with the evil path and go astray.
looked at each other silently, and left quietly, the two of them had not rested for almost a night, so they naturally felt sleepy, and they had to rest and recover.
But he was about to leave, and Han Ruohua on the bed opened his eyes.
He turned his head to look at the direction where Jiang Yuan and the others were before, his eyes changed complicatedly, but he was more vicious and resentful, so he didn't dare to make a sound, and changed his position before continuing to sleep.
Fengjia Island.
As usual, the crowds were crowded, and even though it was only early in the morning and the sun was rising, there were already many pedestrians coming and going on the streets. The stalls and shops on both sides are also open for business, and they look prosperous and harmonious.
"Didn't you say that there were traces of the Blood Descendants here, why did you come here for a month and find nothing? Could it be fake?
The man was dressed in animal skin, tall and slender, but his appearance was fierce and gloomy, and his long narrow eyes always shone with a terrifying cold light.
Beside him, there was a man of five hundred and three thick, eight feet long, and the lines of the muscles and knots could be seen through the black clothes, and he was burly. His thick eyebrows and tiger eyes were facing the sky, and just one glance made him feel that his face was full of anger, and people did not dare to approach.
The two of them only squatted in front of the city gate, but everyone around them deliberately avoided them.
The breath and appearance are too amazing.
In addition to these two men, behind them, another handsome man stood against the wall, always with a smile as warm as jade, like a humble gentleman. He played with a wood carving that had not yet taken shape, and turned the carving knife in the other hand, carefully and meticulously bringing up the sawdust flying, but the speed was extremely fast, and the carving knife was like a butterfly in his hand, smart and elegant.
Occasionally, you can see a golden light floating between his fingers, which is very mysterious.
Hearing what the beast-clothed man said, the movement in his hand finally slowed down slightly. When he raised his head slightly, the sun fell, and the long fluffy and fine hair fell into shadows, which was even more handsome and handsome.
"I said a long time ago that the Blood Heaven Heirs should have left here, after all, the news was more than half a year ago, and the Feng family also ordered not to talk nonsense. It was already very good to be able to find out this news, especially when he saw that the monks of the Blood Heaven Descendants had been killed, and even the sons of the Zhang family were completely grounded, and they were not allowed to go out again, how could the other mortals be able to spread the news out of the East China Sea? But having said that, the news was absolutely true, and the Blood Heaven Descendants also had a close relationship with the Feng family. β
As he spoke, he chuckled and shook his head, continuing to carve the ordinary wooden root in his hand.
"You guys are too anxious, after all, it's just this one piece of news, don't look for it here, this vast East China Sea, endless and vast, where else can you go?"
"Anxious? Heh, your Yaoguang Holy Son always says that he is not weak Dongsheng Gongsun Liang, but how can he not even find any trace of the blood heir? β
The man in black sneered, sat on the ground, leaned against the wall behind him, and his face was full of sarcasm.
But the Holy Son of Yaoguang just glanced at him, but he didn't
Vexation.
"If I change Gongsun Lianglai, I may not be able to find the whereabouts of the Blood Heaven Heir, why should I say that I am weaker than Dongsheng Gongsun Liang? Now I am waiting for everything I can do, just waiting around this Feng family, waiting for the Blood Heaven Heir to appear in person, but I can't make a move against the Feng family. The previous day made your Jin family hear it clearly, and as the holy son of the Jin family, you should know the truth even more. This Feng family has something to do with the descendants of the Blood Heaven, but they really want to attack it, and there is not enough reason, so the name is not right, and it will not cause the entire East China Sea to be unanimous with the outside world. If you want to use the blood descendants as a reason..."
As he spoke, the Holy Son of Yaoguang chuckled again, lowered his head and continued to carve the object in his hand.
The holy son of the Jin family narrowed his eyes, looking a little annoyed, but the beast-clothed man on the side glanced at him and signaled a little, before finally reining in his temperament.
He leaned against the city wall, his eyes swept over the pedestrians coming and going on the street in front of him, and his fierce appearance was really terrifying. At noon, when he was bored, the holy son of the Jin family took another spit, a little impatient, sat up straight again, and took an ugly-looking necklace from between the collars on his chest and played with it in his hand.
The chain was mottled throughout, cast in bronze, and dull in color, as if it was covered with rust, and it was very worn, but it appeared on this person.
It doesn't match its identity.
The beast-clothed man or the Holy Son of Yaoguang just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it.
After a long time, the wind suddenly swept in front of the three of them, and no one could see when the thin man in black had knelt respectfully in front of him.
"What?"
The Holy Son of Yaoguang glanced at him and continued the unfinished carving.
"The heir of the blood sky, appeared in the country of Luoying, and the news from a month and a half ago was finally found three days ago. Two days ago, the third child who was closest to the Falling Sakura Country went to investigate the situation, and also found traces of the blood heirs, which was in the black market only a hundred miles away from the Falling Sakura City. β
This person was concise and to the point, and after he said it, he bowed his head again, and then he disappeared without a trace.
The beast-clothed man and the holy son of the Jin family both laughed, one laughing fiercely and viciously, and the other laughing greedily and ferociously.
"Unexpectedly, he actually went to the cherry blossoms. β
The Holy Son of Yaoguang snorted and blew off the sawdust on his hand.
Raising his head slightly, he looked in the direction of Luo Sakura, revealing a little contemplation.
"Luo Ying has had a lot of grievances with Taijian, could it be that the heirs of the blood sky have obtained those techniques of banning and suppressing in Taijian, so they want to get all of them in their hands, so they went to Luo Ying? But if this is the case, how should he hide his identity for all this time? Why is he reluctant to do it? The eighth child has never said the purpose of the blood heirs before, it should not be found out... Blame, blame..."
But as the Holy Son of Yaoguang was speaking, the beast-clothed man had already gotten up, his face fierce and hideous.
"Thinking about those troubles, since we know the whereabouts of the Blood Heaven Descendant, let's go directly to him. The revenge of the rain spirit has dragged on for too long..."
He clenched his fingers, and the crisp sound was slightly harsh.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slightly.
"Then let's go, go to the cherry blossoms. β
After that, the void fluctuated, the qi was far away, and the figures of these three people disappeared in front of the eyes of the passers-by.
A wood carving was left on the ground.
It's the appearance of a man in an ugly mask...
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