"How is it, how about returning to China?"

At night, Luo Feng smoked cigarettes on the rooftop of Tianshi Mansion in China and enjoyed the cool breeze.

The door of the rooftop was pushed open, and Zhu Zhengyi, carrying a dozen beers, walked over.

"Brother Zhu?" Luo Feng was a little surprised, "Didn't you say you went out for an inspection?"

"Just come back, I heard about your deeds as soon as I got off the plane. OK, the boy is so powerful now, and such a powerful beast makes it easy for you to solve it."

"Drink?" Zhu Zhengyi sat on the edge of the rooftop and handed out the cold beer.

Luo Feng next took a few big sips.

Then he looked at Zhu Zhengyi, "Brother Zhu, your cultivation level... seems to have improved."

"Isn't this a good loss to the divine fruit you gave back then?" Zhu Zhengyi smiled faintly.

It seems that the cure of the disease and the improvement of his cultivation did not cause him to experience too much emotional fluctuation.

It seemed that he saw through everything.

The hope of martial arts that once had the future of China, but now it is really ironic.

"Brother Zhu, I have something I want to ask you," Luo Feng's mind came to his mind, the second emperor, the man who looked like Zhu Zhengyi.

"Did you see him?" Zhu Zhengyi knew what Luo Feng wanted to ask.

"Well, your brother is very strong. He is now the second emperor of the Temple of Emperor Light, but why do I feel that your Guan Xiu... seems a little strange."

"Normal," Zhu Zhengyi said, "Although he and I have blood relationships, they basically have no impression of each other."

"Why is this?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

"Because we were abducted children, we were abducted at a very young age until one day someone took him away from the human traffickers, and I came to China shortly afterwards."

"yes..."

"It's Emperor Guangming," Zhu Zhengyi took a sip of wine indifferently, "his talent is far above me and has been recognized by Emperor Guangming."

"But weren't you the future of China?" Luo Feng said, "You are so powerful. If there was no accident, you must be very strong now, right?"

"Who knows?" Zhu Zhengyi shrugged.

"Brother Zhu, I've always been curious about how your injury came about."

"That guy did it," Zhu Zhengyi glanced at Luo Feng, "You kid are so smart, haven't you guessed it?"

Luo Feng frowned, "Is it true that the second emperor? Even if you don't have any feelings, why did he do this?"

Before this, Luo Feng thought that Zhu Zhengyi fell to the altar and that he must be the second emperor.

"Who knows," Zhu Zhengyi pondered for a moment, "This is like the relationship between you and Di Wushuang. When you met, it was incompatible."

"There is an old saying in China that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. From the first time I saw him, I knew that we would eventually have a battle."

"And now you see that the result of the battle is that I was defeated, and I lost completely. That guy was so cruel, and he even killed someone to kill him."

"Defeat me, ruin my bloodline, and keep me alive."

"Do you hate him?" Luo Feng asked.

"I hated it before, but it doesn't matter now."

"When I was young, I wanted to gain everything, pursue supreme power, and the ultimate ability to develop bloodlines, and become the number one person in the Chinese martial arts world."

"But since I fell into the altar, I gradually understood something."

"Life is not just a pair of fists, there are many meaningful things worth stopping and observing."

Luo Feng was thinking about the deep meaning of it. When Zhu Zhengyi saw Luo Feng so seriously, he smiled and said, "Of course you can also understand it as a waste self-comfort."

"Brother Zhu, since you have recovered, I believe that sooner or later you can reach the level of the Second Emperor."

"Let it go," Zhu Zhengyi shook his head, "I don't care about those things anymore. In fact, it's good to be an administrator here. I gradually fell in love with this kind of life that has fallen behind."

After patting Luo Feng on the shoulder, Zhu Zhengyi said, "But you have more possibilities. The road ahead is longer than me. You have a rest. I'll go and work hard first. There will be a welcome party tomorrow.

Many big guys are coming, let’s see you.”

"Brother Zhu walked slowly."

Seeing Zhu Zhengyi leave, Luo Feng felt thoughtful.

Actually, he doesn't want to settle down.

I have experienced so many things that I didn’t bet on my life.

Is he afraid of death?

Very afraid of death.

But I was even more afraid of the masters and senior sisters around me, and my friends died in front of me.

Xingtong's death was a warning to him, and it also made him understand that he had to go further by any means.

Just as Luo Feng was staring at the neon steel city in a daze, a black robe appeared in the dark area behind him.

The man in the black robe raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"It seems that the young master has grown up and has also begun to become sad."

The familiar voice made Luo Feng stunned. He didn't even feel when the owner of this voice appeared.

"Master!"

The bloodline domain at Luo Feng's feet spread and he wanted to win it over into his own domain.

But what is strange is that when he encountered this man in black robe in his bloodline, he was strangely pushed away by him.

No, it wasn't being pushed away, to be precise... my absolute zero-degree field avoided him.

"You are..." Luo Feng looked at the man in black robe in a daze.

He was about 1.9 meters tall, and his long silver-gray hair, as soft as a woman, moved in the wind.

The cut outline of the knife, a thin corner of the lips with a hint of tenderness.

"Young Master, I have been missing for many years. You... are taller than me and have become stronger."

The wind lifted its hood, and its long silver-gray hair flew up in the wind, revealing Yinchen's deep light blue eyes, which was as beautiful and dangerous as the Milky Way of the Universe.

Yin Chen and Ji Ziming were sent to China and have been guarding Luo Feng, the hardworking servant of the Ji family.

"Yin Chen...Brother!" Luo Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't believe all this, "You... haven't you left with my mother? Did my mother come out?"

Yinchen walked out of the darkness, his fair skin was shining, and his eyes were shattered under his dense eyelashes.

"Young Master, the head of the family still has some time to come out of the mountain, but she has always cared about you. This time Yin Chen came out of the mountain, and there is only one purpose to protect you."

Luo Feng threw himself into Yin Chen's arms. Although he was half a head taller than Yin Chen, in Yin Chen's eyes, the young master who had grown up was actually just a child.

"Brother Yinchen, I miss you so much. I'm very happy to see you."

"Young Master, I have been following you. Do you still remember what I told you?"

Yin Chen smiled and said, "Sooner or later you will become the king standing in the martial arts pyramid, you will become the next Lord Emperor Longzaki and create your own myth."

"Congratulations now, you're going to do it."

"Brother Yinchen, thank you for your efforts back then, thank you."

"It should be that I appeared to protect you and the Ji family, and this is also the fate of my appearance in the Ji family."

"Fate?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

"Yes," Yin Chen gently sorted out the black hair on Luo Feng's face, as gentle as his biological brother, "I am the blood envoy of the ancestor of the Ji family, and the most powerful weapon to sacrifice for the young master and the Ji family at any time."

"Blood Messenger?" Luo Feng was stunned, "What is that, I have never heard of it."

"Blood Envoy?" Luo Feng's three ancestor-level royal races spoke almost at the same time.

"So, your Ji family ancestor looks really a monster. He... can actually create his own blood."

"So what does it mean?" Luo Feng looked at Yin Chen.

Yin Chen smiled slightly, "The Ji family ancestor was the first human to break through the shackles of the Xuan Realm in the era of Emperor Qi. When the Xuan Realm is broken through and reach the realm where the Ji family ancestor is, they will have a ability, that is, to give the inheritors

Part of one's own strength."

"I don't understand very much," Luo Feng was shocked.

Isn’t it said that no one can break through the shackles of the Xuan Realm in the new era? How did the ancestor of the Ji family do it?

What about Emperor Guangming and the boss of the Balanced Organization?

Have they also broken through the laws of the Xuan Realm? If there is no breakthrough, does it mean that the ancestor of the Ji family will be stronger?

But why did such a powerful ancestor of the Ji family have not appeared yet? What is the problem that restricts him?

Yin Chen thought about how to explain the meaning of "Blood Messenger", and finally said, "You can understand it as God. God needs God Messenger to manage all matters for him and gain strength."

"And this power comes from a part of God. Believing in God will gain the power of God."

"And I am the divine envoy of the Ji family ancestor, so I will naturally gain some of the power of the Ji family ancestor. Do you understand now?"

Yin Chen smiled slightly, and the wind blew his long silver-gray hair. Luo Feng could see it. For a moment, he seemed to see the face of the Ji ancestor on Yin Chen.

No wonder... Yin Chen is so beautiful. He was originally the incarnation of the ancestor of the Ji family.
Chapter completed!