It seems that Lu Qing'an will definitely be accepted as Du Feng's personal disciple, and then the task assigned by his father will be difficult to complete.
Recalling how unique and powerful Lu Qing'an had just been, an indelible jealousy arose in his heart.
Especially seeing Du Weiwei treating Lu Qingan like this at this moment. It was a stark contrast to how she treated him before!
"Thank you for the compliment, fellow Daoist." Lu Qing'an stared at Wang Xiaohong and vaguely sensed that the other party seemed to be a little unhappy with him.
Perhaps the strength he displayed stimulated Wang Xiaohong. After all, Wang Xiaohong was also a genius. Just as scholars looked down on each other, naturally geniuses also looked down on each other.
Or maybe it was because he had just clearly expressed his wish to be Du Feng's disciple, making Wang Xiaohong's invitation to him a joke.
It may also be related to Du Weiwei.
It is obvious that Wang Xiaohong likes Du Weiwei. This can be seen from the conversation between Wang Xiaohong and Du Weiwei after he came here.
At this moment, Du Weiwei's attitude towards him was much better than before when she treated Wang Xiaohong.
"No need to be modest, this is the praise you deserve." Wang Xiaohong didn't want to show his dissatisfaction here, otherwise he would be asking for trouble and humiliation.
Lu Qing'an smiled faintly and said nothing, not wanting to say anything more to him.
Du Weiwei completely ignored Wang Xiaohong and continued to discuss the details of the discussion with Lu Qingan.
The banquet gradually came to an end.
Finally ended.
After the end, all the geniuses left one after another. Wang Xiaohong did not make trouble again and left with a group of younger brothers.
Xu Qingying looked at Lu Qingan deeply, as if reluctant to leave, and finally said goodbye reluctantly. She remembered the rules Lu Qingan had set in the past, only in this way could she continue to keep in touch with him.
Zhen Yongfu and Lu Qing'an also followed Du Weiwei out of Zuixianlou at this time. As soon as they reached the door, they saw Wang Xiaohong leading a group of younger brothers to beat up Zhao Dezhu and others who were waiting outside the door.
At this moment, Zhao Dezhu and others were hanging down with their hands and feet, their noses and faces were bruised, and they were all standing unsteadily and shakily.
Even in this state, they are still waiting outside the door. It looks like they are waiting for Du Weiwei to come out.
However, the first people to arrive were Wang Xiaohong and others.
Du Weiwei also looked over there, then shook her head, said goodbye to Lu Qing'an and flew towards the Xianjian Sect.
Lu Qing'an and Zhen Yongfu looked at each other, and then flew in another direction.
After confirming that Du Weiwei had left, Wang Xiaohong ordered his men to withdraw. He then spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in Zhao Dezhu's face, where he lay on the ground, breathing more heavily than out, and said disdainfully, "What's the point of struggling? Why not imitate your cowardly master and hide in your cave like a tortoise, waiting for the end of the world?"
Zhao Dezhu's eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't utter a single harsh word.
"Let's go. There's no need to torture this bunch of miserable chickens and dogs any further."
Wang Xiaohong stretched and led the team away.
Zhao Dezhu hurriedly distributed the healing pills in his storage ring to his fellow disciples.
Afterwards, a group of people supported each other and headed towards the Xianjian Sect.
The dark moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is tranquil.
The pale moonlight shone on this group of people, as if covering them with a layer of desolation.
Huang Xuanyu clenched his fists and choked, "Big Brother, do we still have a way out..."
At this moment, he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart. The pain of losing his father that he had suppressed for several years and the helplessness he felt now all burst out in his heart.
The eye sockets gradually turned red.
Zhao Dezhu gritted his teeth and said, "They won't let any of us go... But I believe there's always a way out! If we hold on a little longer, there will be a chance..."
"But..." Huang Xuanyu wanted to say something, when he suddenly saw two familiar figures flying past not far away.
Zhen Yongfu and Lu Qing'an flew past Zhao Dezhu and his group.
When passing by them, it paused briefly, looked at them, and then continued flying in one direction.
"Brother Wu, will you meet Grand Elder Du Feng at Wutan Lake in the sect tomorrow at 5 p.m.?" Zhen Yongfu asked loudly.
Lu Qing'an nodded: "It all depends on whether I can be accepted as a personal disciple by Elder Du Feng!"
"Don't worry! You can do it!" Zhen Yongfu said with a smile.
Zhao Dezhu and others stood there in a daze.
"Tomorrow at You time? Wutan Lake, Du Feng?!" Zhao Dezhu opened his eyes wide, and then a ray of hope flashed in his eyes.
But soon, he held his breath and watched Zhen Yongfu and the other man leave.
Is this a coincidence, or...
At this time, Lu Qingan's voice came from the distance again, "Can you speak more quietly? Don't let anyone hear us. Grand Elder Du Feng seems to be reluctant to see anyone recently."
"Okay, I'll speak softly." Zhen Yongfu whispered.
When Zhao Dezhu heard this, he looked deeply at Lu Qing'an and Zhen Yongfu, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
Zhen Yongfu is their uncle's disciple, so he's helping them...
A tear flashed in Zhao Dezhu's eyes, and his gaze became firm again. He then continued to support his injured fellow apprentices and flew towards the Xianjian Sect.
As long as they keep persevering, they will definitely be able to get through this disaster...
Watching Zhao Dezhu and the others go away, Zhen Yongfu looked at Lu Qingan and asked, "Brother An, won't this affect your plan?"
Lu Qingan said calmly, "It won't have much of an impact. Even if Du Feng feels that this matter is related to me, he will still accept me as his disciple because of my performance tonight."
"Haha, Brother An, are you showing such amazing strength just because you want to help them secretly?" Zhen Yongfu asked with a smile.
"Do you think I look like that?"
"In my eyes, you are a very loyal and righteous person. As long as it does not affect myself, you may help." Zhen Yongfu's eyes were filled with deep admiration.
"Don't flatter me."
"Hey, I don't care. Just accept my admiration."
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