Looking at the sky from a distance through the window, Azhu's eyes were filled with loneliness. At this time, she was no longer a witch who was freely circulating in the secret world, but just like a lonely and helpless girl from a poor family. However, Azhu seemed to hope that Chen Feng would not be affected by her emotions, so she patiently introduced the white jade in her hand.

She said something was not sure whether she was comforting Chen Feng or herself: "This was refined with his lifelong cultivation before he passed away. He had suffered severe injuries before. Over the years, his cultivation level has not been restored, and before he died, he was only the cultivation level of a primary secret soldier. This is not a powerful secret weapon, just a drop of his blood can be used to remind him when he meets his son, that is, you. So, the reason why I know that you are Chen Feng is purely based on this. Fortunately, we have met before, otherwise I would really find you in the vast sea of ​​people."

Azhu finally added, "Your father is my master."

Speaking of this, Azhu handed the small piece of white jade to Chen Feng: "Now, I'll hand him over to you."

Chen Feng took it carefully. When the white jade touched his palm, he could feel that the white jade had a strange relationship with his blood. Of course, this was just his feeling. But undoubtedly, the drop of blood in the white jade was already the closest blood relationship he could find in this world. It was even more difficult for him to imagine how his father used the cultivation of a first-level escort to refine such a white jade carrying strong family affection and hope.

He did not expect that Azhu, who had a strange whereabouts and unknown origin, was his father's apprentice. Chen Feng did not hear Azhu tell her hardships once, but could imagine the dangers she had to face. He also understood why Azhu frequently appeared in front of everyone in an alternative way. Azhu needed to find Chen Feng. But if she wanted to walk in the secret world, her way was the most suitable for protecting herself.

After being silent for a long time at Bai Yu, Chen Feng said to Azhu: "Thank you. Tell me about my father."

Azhu nodded and said, "I am an abandoned baby, and I was picked up by your father. He not only raised me to be a human, but also taught me secret techniques to make me a secret person. However, in my impression, he has always had chronic diseases that cannot be cured, and his cultivation is difficult to improve. When I was thirteen years old, he told me about his own experience. He told me that survival in the secret world is important, but mastering human feelings and understanding, world affairs are even more important, especially casual cultivators. He has suffered this, so he often emphasized this point to me. He always emphasized the need to cultivate his mind and be good at understanding what others think. Therefore, in addition to

I have been practicing hard, and I have been dealing with secrets, whether it is deceiving or blackmailing, in short, trying to understand and even use the ideas of those secrets. In the past two years, he knew that his life was not long, so he explained to me early in the future. He believed that you were still alive, so he worked hard to refine this small white jade. He told me that I didn’t need to repay my kindness or revenge. He even told me not to deliberately look for you. He had nothing to stay for you. He was afraid that what you got from him was just hatred. He knew the situation of the Seven Star Sect, for fear that you and I would be implicated."

Next, what Azhu told about was Chen Yuanzhi's daily trivial matters. This information was very ordinary, and most of them were matters of food, rice, oil and salt, but Chen Feng was extremely cherished.

In Azhu's story, Chen Yuanzhi's actions seem very humble, but also very real. It is the most valuable quality possessed by a secret person who has suffered all kinds of dangers and still does not give up his beliefs. Walking in the town, Chen Feng can occasionally see the poor people in the secular world. Those who are parents are also extremely humble, but they carefully care for their families and preserve the hope of their children's success. Chen Feng feels extremely proud. He has a great father, a great mother, a great grandfather and a grandmother.

Chen Feng also briefly explained his own experience, and did not conceal his determination to take revenge. They either told him quietly or listened quietly. The past time occupied all their thoughts now.

Time is like water, and many ripples will appear with one touch. The sound of the wind sounded, which shocked not only the gulls, but also the feelings of people. They sat in the teahouse for a day. Before leaving, Azhu said: "Although my master disagrees, I agree with you to take revenge - it's a pity that I lack my cultivation, otherwise I would have done this thing long ago. But I think you shouldn't act rashly. Your cultivation is already a secret master, and this is undoubtedly the best among the secret masters of the same age, but what you are going to face is not only the secret master, but also the secret sect. But no matter what, I will help you. This is not only your business, but also my business. I have a few things to deal with now, and ask you for some valuable information. If you want to find me, you can use the Blood Spirit Spider. He can find the Earth Spirit Spider within a radius of twenty miles. I will not leave too far, and you will naturally find me in the city."

After saying that, Ah Zhu waved his hand and left. Only Chen Feng was left, holding Bai Yu tightly until the teahouse closed.

The crown covers the capital, and this man is alone and haggard.

When nightfall once again enveloped the earth, Qingliu City was still brightly lit. Chen Feng wanted to fly to Panjiangkou to pay homage to his parents in one breath, but when the night wind blew, he slowly calmed down. He was going to Panjiangkou, but he had to finish the current things. While Hei Chao and Qingbo were playing in the city, he wanted to kill the two thieves. Otherwise, once the two men found a corner to hide, it would be difficult for Chen Feng to find them again.

Before he knew it, Chen Feng walked to the end of the street, and the lights here were a little dim. Chen Feng was about to turn around and leave, but heart-wrenching shouts came: "Brother!... Mr. Xiao!"

What a familiar voice. Chen Feng walked over and saw that it was Meng Yu's hair scattered, lying in the mud and trying to get up. Perhaps she was running and fell and injured when she was anxious. She had difficulty getting up and the target she wanted to catch up had long disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Chen Feng hurried over and helped her up.

Seeing Chen Feng, Meng Yu was like a drowning man catching a life-saving straw and quickly cried. Her previous indifference and disdain for Chen Feng had already been thrown behind her. Of course, Chen Feng would not care about these things with her.

"My brother and Mr. Xiao were both captured!"

Chen Feng was slightly surprised. Mengfeng's cultivation was very poor, and secret people with some cultivation could easily subdue him. Mengfeng was captured, which was understandable. But Xiao Jinlong's cultivation was not low, so how could he be captured in the city?

Meng Feng didn't give Chen Feng time to think. She grabbed Chen Feng's clothes and kept begging: "Save my brother, save Mr. Xiao! Those are three secret men in black. They just entered the alley in front. Go quickly!"

Chen Feng nodded and asked Meng Yu to wait in place and not walk around, but he rushed into the alley directly. Before that, Minghun had been released by him and entered the alley earlier. His secret consciousness was also released, and he knew the movements ahead clearly. With these two methods, Chen Feng would not care about ordinary traps and ambush.
Chapter completed!