"Also, after your grandfather is buried, you sisters will return to China with their ashes."

Zeng Kewei was stunned and didn't react for a while, her beautiful eyes were confused and puzzled.

"Do you... dislike my sister and I have mutated bloodlines?"

"It's too dangerous for you to stay here. Even if the Baibao Pavilion doesn't move you today, there will be other forces to target you in the future."

Luo Feng sighed, "You should know what kind of characters the people here are. The water is very deep, and I even feel scared. There is only so much I can do."

I and the Zeng family were not related or related, and even had unpleasant conflicts in the Wufangshan area.

Now that we can achieve this, it is considered to be the ultimate righteousness.

Zhu Zhengyi is right. Too emotional will often bring more painful consequences.

Here I no longer have a strong enough backend.

After the black-robed man Yin Chen was seriously injured, he never appeared again, as if he had disappeared from this world.

There is no Yinchen in Wufangshan, no master or senior sister. Now Zhu Zhengyi, the unreliable guardian, has completely lost contact. It is already good that Luo Feng can protect himself.

He also needs to repair the risks of his bloodline, and face the path of purgatory in a month, etc.

I am betting on my life to tomorrow, and I have no mood or spare energy to worry about others.

Zeng Kewei was silent until she followed Luo Feng back to the hotel and didn't say anything again.

After taking a shower, Luo Feng lay on the bed, sat cross-legged and began to observe the changes in his body these days.

The Qihai seems to be much more pure, and has recovered steadily to the middle stage of the Tiger Soul Realm.

How long does it take to nourish the cultivation of the old master and the genius masters of all generations.

Although he can't control this huge power now, Luo Feng is not in a hurry.

The most urgent task is to repair the bloodline. This time, I had a shocking experience and saw my opponent on the road to purgatory. Luo Feng deeply realized that relying on one and two together is far from enough.

After all, neither Bai Chenfei from the White Emperor Guild nor Cao Man or Tang Yuyan from the Black Dragon Guild were enough to see it.

"Can I come in?" Wei Meiniang's charming and pleasant voice came from the door.

"OK."

"Didn't you disturb you?" Wei Meiniang changed into a bathrobe, and her slender and sexy legs were particularly attractive under the light. This charm from a mature woman was far from comparable to Zeng Kewei just now.

"No," Luo Feng quickly withdrew his gaze.

Wei Meiniang did not notice the turmoil in Luo Feng's eyes, but sat down seriously.

"Have you thought about it? The one about you..." Speaking of this, Wei Meiniang was still wary. She did not say the word "bloodline", but added meaningfully, "Your disease is planned to be treated in advance?"

Luo Feng nodded, "The gap between me and them is too big. If, according to what I, Brother Zhu, the road to purgatory is a necessary path to quickly improve my strength, I must go, so I have no choice but to face this gap.

choose."

Wei Meiniang sighed, still worried that Luo Feng could face the danger brought by repairing his bloodline.

After all, I don’t know whose bloodline Di Wushuang is taking. If it becomes too powerful and Luo Feng fails to resist in the end and is retaliated, he will definitely die.

She also plans to wait for Zhu Zhengyi to appear before talking.

"Then...when are you going to start?" Wei Meiniang asked.

Luo Feng thought for a while, "Tomorrow night."

"So quickly?" Wei Meiniang was slightly lost, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll arrange a safe place immediately, just in case."

"Thank you," Zhang Fan said gratefully.

"Don't be so polite. After all, I have some intentions. I have to rely on you as a potential stock to take me to a larger platform."

"How are they?" Luo Feng asked the Zeng sisters.

"The sister who seems to be malnourished has woken up, but she is too weak and probably won't live long. As for... the sister you rejected, she seems a little depressed."

"There is no way, I can't protect myself. Taking them by my side will only cause me trouble."

Wei Meiniang was slightly stunned. The master who followed her feelings did not understand her meaning.

After all, he is still an eighteen-year-old young man who has no experience in the world.

"Okay, that's it, I won't bother you anymore," Wei Meiniang left with a lotus step, and Luo Feng also fell asleep that night.

The next morning.

Luo Feng was woken up by the doorbell and opened the door. It was the tuxedo, a very gentleman gray-haired old man.

When Luo Feng saw that it was him, he said in awe, "Senior, is there anything wrong?"

"Brother Luo Feng, go to the boss's room first. I suddenly received some news today, you need to know."

Luo Feng frowned, feeling that it shouldn't be a good thing, so his heart twitched to his throat.

Before Luo Feng could ask, the gray-haired old man in the tuxedo turned around and walked out five or six meters.

When he arrived at Wei Meiniang's room, Luo Feng smelled a tobacco just as soon as he opened the door. When he saw Wei Meiniang wearing burgundy sexy silk pajamas, he matured her sexy concave and convex figure, which was wireless and perfect.

At this time, she had a female cigarette hanging on her red lips. When she saw Luo Feng coming, she quickly got up.

"What's the matter? It's so nervous?" Luo Feng spoke first.

"About the Baibao Pavilion yesterday."

"Luo Feng?" Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong, that unlucky guy was found to be a fake?"

"It is certain that he was discovered to be a fake, but a Chinese warrior suddenly appeared in the Baibao Pavilion. This person said that he knew you and has spread throughout the entire Rakshasa City."

The gray-haired old man in the tuxedo side had a particularly serious cheeks. "Now, it has even attracted the major presidents of the five major forces to know what you look like, Brother Luo Feng."

Luo Feng frowned, "Who knows me?"

"That's right, I've found out about this person's strength. He should be at the third grade of the Divine Sage Realm, at least over 100 years old. Master Luo Feng, do you have any impression of him?"

Luo Feng was confused and shook his head.

"It's better to hope it's a liar," said Wei Meiniang.

"By the way, I've always had a question to ask before, but I always forgot. Can you tell me?"

"What do Young Master Luo Feng want to ask?"

Everyone looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng scratched his head awkwardly, "I know that my master is very well-known in China. Why does he feel more famous in Wufangshan? Is there anything I don't know about?"

As soon as these words were said, Wei Meiniang and others all had complicated expressions.

"You...you don't know?" Wei Meiniang said incredible.

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew very little about his master, and his master never mentioned the past.

Wei Meiniang sighed, took a puff of cigarette, and then said, "That's right, the old madman has always been famous in Wufang Mountain."

"Why?"

"Of course it's because of the seven-strange skills of the old madman senior."

The most mysterious sword move, Yin-Yang Chain Clamps, Blood Eyes, Han Chan Xuan Jade Hand, Yin-Yang Curse, Sword Skill "The Great Way" and the Seven-Secret Skills are the last skill that few people know so far.

"Seven unique skills? They refer to the seven unique skills?" Luo Feng was stunned, "Are the seven unique skills so famous?"

According to Luo Feng's cognition, the seven unique skills he learned are indeed terrible, and as his strength improves, the effect is even more significant.

However, Luo Feng believes that the "mysterious martial arts" of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and even Zhang Daoling's "mysterious skills" seem to be even more awesome.

"Of course," said Wei Meiniang, "The seven-strange skills are the techniques that many warriors dream of, especially those who have broken through to the Nine Nether Realm?"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!