After Mu Yin and the others greeted Qingfeng, they also greeted Mo Yu enthusiastically.
"Brother Yu, long time no see."
A smile appeared on the corners of Mo Yu's lips beneath his mask, and he replied, "Long time no see."
At this time, Dai Xiuzhu and others also returned here with injured bodies, but when they suddenly saw three people of unknown origin, they were stunned and full of doubts.
"Junior Sister Yun, this is..."
"My friend." Yun Zheng explained concisely.
friend?
Qi Po was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Boss, do you have a lot of friends?!"
"I guess so." Yun Zheng nodded with a smile. Besides Fengyun's friends, her friends also included Si Kouyuan, Bai Yuning, Sima Xun, Seng Buhui, Mu Yin, Tu Ningning...
I wonder if Sima Xun went to Shouyun Continent to find Senior Sister Sikou?
Their fate must be quite deep.
Speaking of fate, Yun Zheng suddenly thought of Nalan Peiran, who wore a bell in her ear but the bell did not ring. Has she and the bald Xiao Yilang never met again, or have they met again?
Also, did Yuwen Zhou and Fan Yuer become a Taoist couple?
Yun Zheng sighed in her heart. Along the way, she met many people with distinct personalities.
They were all good and left a deep mark in her life.
However, where exactly are her father and mother in Wuzhou now? Also, is her uncle Di Nian still in Qiongtian Continent?
"There shouldn't be many younger brothers who can be the boss. I want to be the boss's number one younger brother!" Qi Po clenched his fists and said firmly and confidently.
Yun Zheng laughed and responded softly.
Dai Xiuzhu grasped the key point and asked, "So, our team has expanded by a few people, right?"
Mu Yin nodded vigorously, "That's right!"
Now the team has expanded from nine to twelve people, which seems quite impressive, but the average cultivation level is still very low.
The most important thing is that Qi Po’s cultivation is only at the second level of the Pseudo-God Realm!
Yuezhou raised his eyes and stared at Yun Zheng quietly, and couldn't help feeling a little envious. He envied Junior Sister Yun for having so many like-minded companions, so many friends, and... her brave and fearless heart.
Sun Dongling looked up at Yuezhou.
Sun Dongling's eyes were dim and her mood had sunk to the bottom.
…
Soon, Yun Zheng drove a group of people into the melee circle to train.
Except Qingfeng and Moyu.
Qingfeng and Moyu were trained by the Emperor himself, so how could they be any worse? Furthermore, Qingfeng and Moyu arrived nearly two years before the Fengyun team. Although these two years seemed short, neither of them slacked off.
The main reason is that our emperor is too arrogant!
So that they have to roll up as well.
Therefore, the young spiritual cultivators in the ancient castle would definitely not be able to defeat the two of them, unless their opponents were the elders of the major forces, they would be afraid of them.
At this time, Qingfeng skillfully took out a small stool, and placed it behind Yun Zheng very respectfully, and wiped the stool with his sleeve.
He stood up and raised his hand.
"Empress, please take a seat."
Yun Zheng: “…”
During these two days, she had been concentrating on watching their battle and had no time to think about sitting on the small bench.
She was indeed a little tired of standing, so she nodded and then sat down.
After sitting down, she looked particularly petite and delicate.
Qingfeng and Moyu stood on either side of Yun Zheng.
The elders from various forces present had different expressions when they saw this scene.
Some people couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Do you really think you're some kind of empress? Emperor Wan Qianyu doesn't even look down on her!"
As soon as these words were spoken, various voices of agreement and discussion followed.
Suddenly, a voice that could almost resound through the sky was heard, "Empress, I have heard many dogs barking. As long as I am here, no matter what kind of dogs they are, they will not hurt you at all!"
Everyone's expression froze: "..."
You don't have to be so loud, they can all hear you.
Someone immediately got anxious, "Who are you calling a dog? Where is the dog here?"
Qingfeng cleared his throat and said, "Some dogs don't know they are dogs, just as some animals don't know they are animals."
After saying this, Qingfeng felt that what he said made a lot of sense, and he quickly took out a small notebook from his lapel and carefully wrote down this sentence.
"Speak human language!" The middle-aged man understood the sarcasm in Qingfeng's words, and roared with anger on his face.
Qingfeng looked up, "Can you understand?"
The middle-aged man's chest was heaving with anger. This brat actually said that he couldn't understand what people were saying!
The implication is that he is a dog!
"Hahaha..." Many elders present laughed out loud.
"You're just courting death!"
The middle-aged man felt humiliated and immediately raised his palm to attack Qingfeng.
Before Qingfeng could make any move, the middle-aged man was kicked away by Mo Yu and fell straight into the melee circle.
Bang!
Seeing this, Yun Zheng smiled slightly.
Although she didn't say anything, her friends all moved in unison and attacked the middle-aged man, punching and kicking him together.
He was beaten beyond recognition.
“Ahhh, don’t hit this elder! This elder is the head of Chongxu Immortal Academy… Ahhhh——”
Hearing the word "Chongxu Immortal Academy", Feng Xinglan and his companions attacked even harder.
The elder was beaten so hard that he vomited blood and couldn't even make a sound.
This scene was observed by the elders from various factions. Their expressions changed slightly beneath their masks, not because of the battle scene, but because of the two people guarding the girl in red...
Seems very strong.
Could she really be related to Emperor Wan Qianyu? Or perhaps, she was an empress from another divine land...?
Although the elder of Chongxu Immortal Academy had his spiritual power suppressed, his physical fitness could not be bad, so this indirectly shows that the man in black is very powerful.
At least, the physical skills are strong.
at this time--
The old man wearing a gray mask not far away had a slightly darker look in his eyes. He stared at Qingfeng and Moyu with a questioning look. Who were these two people? They looked very young...
The middle-aged woman next to him, Jinglong, lowered her voice and said, "Deputy Dean, that sword cultivator seedling is one of theirs."
"So what?"
The old man had a disdainful attitude. No one could stop him from getting whoever he wanted.
Jinglong's expression changed slightly, and she lowered her head humbly.
The old man said in a deep voice, "We are about to enter the Tongxian Secret Realm. Before that, I must refine this sword cultivator seedling into a sword embryo and forge a peerless sword for Hongwen that possesses the human soul and sword intent."
As he spoke, his sharp and murderous eyes locked on Feng Xinglan.
At this moment, Feng Xinglan seemed to have sensed something and looked sharply in a certain direction. He was met with a pair of turbid and dangerous eyes that were determined to win. Feng Xinglan felt a chill on his back.
What a strong old man!
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