Chapter 3: Foggy
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"Young master, hide. ā
Shen Qing's face turned pale and he screamed in surprise.
Shen Lang looked at the palms that were getting closer and closer, and laughed weirdly.
"Huh?" Seeing Shen Lang's weird smile, Fu Bo frowned, and he didn't turn back when he opened his bow, even if Shen Lang had a conspiracy, he was not in a hurry to dodge.
Suddenly, on both sides of Shen Lang's body, he stretched out two palms, and the palms were green.
"Xuanming Divine Palm"
Fu Bo's palm and Xuan Ming's second elder's palm collided together with a bang, and the sound like a muffled thunder exploded in people's ears.
Where the second elder Xuan Ming and Fu Bo faced each other, the air was distorted.
"Drink!"
"Xuanming Magic"
The two elders of Xuanming let out a low shout, and a cold aura rose from the two of them.
"Poof" A bloody arrow erupted from Fubo's mouth, and his face turned pale instantly.
Xuan Ming's true qi instantly climbed up Fu Bo's cheeks, and a trace of green qi emerged.
Xuanming true qi, to yin to cold, if there is no yang to the strength of the gods, it can't be cleared at all, looking at Fu Bo's appearance, it is estimated that Xuanming true qi has invaded his lungs.
"Presumptuous, stop me. ā
A majestic shout came from afar.
A majestic man in a gold silk robe walked over with a gloomy face.
The second elder Xuanming received Shen Lang's signal, and the two of them collected their merits together, retreated behind Shen Lang, and stared vigilantly at Shen Wuregret who came over.
Fu Bo was already seriously injured, and just now he was supported by one breath, but now that the second elder Xuanming has withdrawn his skills, he can no longer support it, spurts out a mouthful of blood, and falls to the ground on his back.
Behind Shen Wuregret, two figures flew out and came to Shen Teng and Fu Bo to check the injuries.
"Shen has no regrets" Shen Lang couldn't help but squint when he saw the person coming.
"Master, Childe is fine, but he has suffered a little internal injury. The martial artist who flew to Shen Teng's side said with a sigh of relief.
Shen Wuregret's gloomy face softened a little, and he made a nasal voice, "Hmm." ā
It's a pity that before everyone's hearts fell back into their stomachs, the warrior who checked Fu Bo said with a sad expression: "Master, Fu Bo is no longer good." ā
"Whoosh" Shen Wuregret's body moved, and he came to Fu Bo's side in an instant, put his palm on Fu Bo's back, and sent out a thick true qi.
"Poof" Fauber coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his pale face became a little ruddy.
Shen Wuregret's people saw that Fu Bo's face was rosy, and they all smiled, but Shen Wuregret, who had conveyed Fu Bo's true qi, became even more gloomy.
Fu Bo looked at Shen Wuregret weakly: "Master, don't waste your strength, my own body, I know that the cold true qi just now has caused damage to my viscera, even if the medicine king comes, there is no way to return to the sky." ā
"Master, I can't be waiting for the little master, I hope you can care more about the little master in the future, in fact, the little master also hopes to get you... Your concern. ā
After saying this, Fauber's head tilted and he lost his breath.
Shen Teng, who was helped over, stood there stunned, just looking at the dead Fu Bo in a daze, and scenes kept flashing in his mind, including the kind smile that Fu Bo held him when he was a child, and the picture of Fu Bo pleading for himself when he made a mistake.
"Ahh
"Young master, young master. The martial artist who was supporting Shen Teng beside him hurriedly checked it, and after making sure that there was no major incident, he said: "Master, the young master just fainted from excessive sadness, and there is nothing serious." ā
Shen Wuregret's expression had calmed down, and he couldn't see any anger and sadness, just waved his hand and asked people to take Shen Teng down to rest.
When Shen Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel cold.
"Shen has no regrets, it's not simple, it seems that he has to be more vigilant, otherwise anyone who is targeted by a poisonous snake will not feel good. ā
"Ding"
"Congratulations to the host for earning nine kill points. ā
"Hey! It turns out that this Fu Bo is actually the pinnacle of the day after tomorrow, no wonder he can resist the second elder Xuanming for so long. Shen Lang thought secretly.
Shen Wuregret looked at Shen Lang expressionlessly: "Fu Bo, when I was young, I always took care of me, and later when I grew up, Fu Bo turned to take care of Teng'er, I didn't expect to die in your hands today." ā
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. ā
Speaking of which, Shen Wuregret actually laughed, but how did Shen Lang look at it, how could he have a feeling of unease.
"Nephew, you are good, really good, we are all blind, I didn't expect that you, who have no edge since childhood, turned out to be the biggest genius of our Shen family, Shen Wuming is really a blessing. Shen Wuregret said with half appreciation, half sigh.
Shen Lang pondered for a while, raised his head and said: "The tree wants to be quiet, and the wind does not stop, but this world is so cruel, there are some things that can override emotion, I want to know what happened last night, is it what the uncle meant?"
What Shen Lang said overrode feelings is rights and desires, and as for the assassination of him, Shen Lang asked for the original owner of the body.
Shen Wuregret's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he glanced at Shen Lang deeply: "Although I am very dissatisfied with your father, I have not yet reached the point of making a move on you. ā
"Huh?" Shen Lang frowned, he believed that Shen Wuregret would not lie to him, because with Shen Wuregret's conceit, he didn't bother to lie to him, then this matter was a bit weird, only Shen Wuregret had an enmity with his father in the entire family, and others had to endure it even if they had grievances.
Shen Wuregret can go against Shen Wuming, but if someone else dares to go against him, I'm afraid they won't survive the next day, let alone shoot at him, it's purely looking for death, suppressing this clueless thing, now is not the time to think about this, let's deal with the things in front of you.
"Lang'er, I don't embarrass you today, but your two subordinates must give me an explanation today, Fu Bo can't die in vain. Shen Wuregret said undoubtedly.
Several martial artists behind Shen Wuregret rushed out in an instant, surrounding Shen Lang and the others.
Shen Lang glanced at them with a gloomy face, and shouted in a cold voice: "Get out of here, or I will let you all die without a place to be buried." ā
The surrounding warriors were frightened by Shen Lang's momentum and took a step back, they were all guests or guards of the Shen family, and now the conflict between Shen Wuregret and Shen Lang made them not know what to do.
Shen Wuregret's most powerful contender, the young patriarch of the Shen Lang and Shen families, both of them are not low, but they glanced at each other and became firm.
"Take it!" shouted loudly, and several people rushed towards the second elder Xuanming in an instant.
"Hmph, you two kill me, you don't have to leave your hands behind. Shen Lang said coldly.
The blue light of Xuan Ming's hands rose, and he pushed it out with a bang.
The faces of the few people who rushed up changed, and they all raised their hands to meet them.
The internal force of the four "Peng" and the Xuanming Divine Palm of the second elder of Xuanming collided together, and a ripple rippled in an instant.
Shen Lang's strength worked, and he took Shen Qingfei and retreated.