The first thousand nine hundred and eighty-ninth chapter

Gu Zijing actually didn’t want to say more, but after all, he was a member of the Sword League and had this responsibility on his shoulders.

“Ye Qingtian, it is very likely that he has mastered the sword intent of the Dacheng Galaxy, condensing the Sun Sword Star, or the Lunar Sword Star, and the sword intent can evolve into a galaxy.”

Gu Zijing said sternly.

“puff!”

As soon as the voice fell, Zao Wou-ki laughed, and said sarcastically, “Dacheng Galaxy Sword Intent? Brother Gu, are you kidding me, you just say that he is the funeral boy.”

Gu Zijing’s face sank, and Zao Wou-ki’s words clearly offended him.

“Brother Gu is too worried, Ye Qingtian is very strong, but he won’t be so exaggerated as he thought.” Feng Shaoyu hurriedly finished the game.

Gu Zijing put down the wine glass and said: “If you don’t want to talk too much, this wine seems to be drunk, three days later, I wish the young owner good luck!”

He didn’t delay either, and regardless of his retention, he got up and said goodbye.

“Huh, the guy without bones won a defeat, he didn’t have a temper at all. As a member of the sword league, his elbow turned out unexpectedly, what can I pretend.” Zao Wou-ki said with disdain.

Jiang Yunting smiled and said nothing.

He had already noticed that Gu Zijing admired Ye Qingtian quite a bit, and felt that Feng Shaoyu had broken the rules of his ancestors and did not do things authentically.

“Brother Gu is personally passed on by the Bingdi, so he is somewhat arrogant, so Brother Zhao doesn’t need to worry about it.” Feng Shaoyu said.

“What about Bingdi’s personal biography? It’s not defeated yet.” Zao Wou-ki refused.

“It’s getting late, Jiang has something to do, let’s go first.”

Jiang Yunting felt dull, and there was no point in staying, and he got up and said goodbye.

Feng Shaoyu asked Feng Shengling to see off the guests, but he and Zao Wou-ki were the only two left on the table, and his smile gradually faded away.

“Thirty-six days away, Xinghe has come into a dream.” Feng Shaoyu sighed slightly with emotion.

“Young Zhuangzhu, are you still worried about Gu Zijing’s words?” Zao Wuji said.

“Gu Zijing will never make a decision lightly. Once I say it, ten facts are true.” Feng Shaoyu’s expression was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were deep and distant.

“Isn’t it possible?” Zao Wuji asked in surprise.

“Regardless of whether this is possible, he will definitely lose in three days.” Feng Shaoyu said coldly: “No one can take the furnace sword from the Tibetan Sword Villa!”

…

When Feng Shaoyu was entertaining Zao Wou-ki and the others, there were also two people talking softly at the bottom of the Tibetan Sword Villa 10,000 meters.

This is a sword-forging room with a holy fire burning under the ground for thousands of years.

Above the raging sacred flame, there is a huge furnace, in which hot molten iron is boiling and flowing.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar was looking at the broken sword fragments in front of him. These fragments came from the Tiangang sword that was broken by Lin Yun during the day. This man was Feng Wuji, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Opposite him is a beautiful and boundless woman, with delicate cheeks, her eyebrows tingling, and her red lips radiating beautifully.

While drinking lazily, this person is Lin Yun’s mysterious second senior sister Feng Yu.

“Haven’t you seen the clue?” Feng Yu smiled a little schadenly, the smile was stunning and stunning.

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and said, “I can’t see it, and I don’t understand it. In the Nirvana state, I actually broke the Tiangang sword. This is incredible.”

Feng Yu sneered: “Didn’t it mean that there is no quenching?”

“It’s a lie to outsiders, this sword has been cast long ago.” The owner Feng Wuji was very frank. He looked at Feng Yu and frowned, sighed and said: “Sanmei, you came all the way from the East China Sea, just for the sake of Look at the Feng family making a fool of yourself?”

Feng Yu snorted, took a sip of wine, and turned his head aside: “Why don’t you want to lend me the sword? If you lend it to me, it will be fine.”

Feng Wuji smiled bitterly and said: “I really loaned it to you. You must have given it to Yaoguang. You are not clear about the grudge between the old man and Yaoguang. You have to kill me alive.”

“Sniff.” Feng Yu said dissatisfied.

She suddenly laughed, narrowed her eyes and said, “Does the old man know that the Tiangang sword he forged is broken?”

“How dare you tell him.” Feng Wuji said.

“Hehe, you have to tell him, let him blow his own sword to be No. 1 in the world, and ended up being pointed at the nose by a junior and scolding trash.” Feng Yu smiled heartlessly.

Feng Wuji couldn’t do it, and threw the broken sword fragments heavily: “Sanmei, don’t fall into the rock, one yard is one yard, now it’s the matter of Cangjian Villa and Tiandaozong. Let the kid take the sword away. If you don’t, you really won’t be able to borrow it, maybe not at all.”

That’s not necessarily true, that’s our junior brother!

Feng Yu smiled secretly in his heart, but said in his mouth: “I didn’t think of a way, you let me take the shot, I am self-proclaimed cultivation base, let the night Qingtian have one hand, he is not my opponent.”

Feng Wuji couldn’t help laughing when he heard the words.

Feng Yu frowned and said angrily: “Why, do I look very old? I said that I can be seventeen years old. I am also a junior of the Feng family, and I can also be a sword guard.”

Feng Wuji couldn’t stand it, so he had to beg for mercy and said it was okay.

“Father…aunt.”

At this moment, Feng Shaoyu walked in and said hello when he saw Feng Yu was shocked.

“Something?” Feng Wuji said.

Feng Shaoyu nodded, but did not say directly.

Feng Yu was quite acquainted, and said with a smile: “You two, father and son, let’s talk, I, an outsider, won’t get along.”

“Auntie, go slowly.” Feng Shaoyu said.

“Shao Yu, your father was no longer a rival of your aunt ten years ago. You should discuss with your father about many things, so it’s better to find your aunt.”

Feng Yu’s beautiful eyes flowed, and he said with a smile.

Feng Shaoyu was slightly moved when he heard this. He had heard many rumors about this aunt.

“Hurry up.”

Feng Wuji had a headache and waved to drive people away.

Let Fengyu teach it, and you have to lose 90% of the odds of winning.

“Little Shaoyu, remember to talk to your aunt. Aunty must love you.” Feng Yu ignored it, and said with a smile before leaving.

After Feng Yu left, Feng Shaoyu started talking about the business: “Gu Zijing said that Ye Qingtian should have great innate sword intent.”

Feng Wuji didn’t care, and said, “So what? Yu’er, what strength do you think is required to break this sword at least?”

Feng Shaoyu pondered for a moment, and then said in deep thought: “At least the cultivation of the holy realm, and it is extremely time-consuming, a little carelessness will hurt himself.”

“So why can he break?” Feng Wuji said.

“Baby can’t figure it out.”

Feng Shaoyu said directly, he thought about this question for a long time, but there was no answer.

“In fact, I don’t understand for my father, the Tiangang Sword is not an ordinary Shuang Yao Sacred Sword,” Feng Wuji said.

Huh!

While he was talking, he dropped all the broken sword fragments into the furnace, looking at it, it seemed that he planned to recast a Tiangang sword.

Feng Shaoyu didn’t dare to speak from the side, and said after a while: “Gu Zijing also said that Ye Qingtian may have mastered the profound meaning of entering the holy scroll.”

Feng Wuji’s expression didn’t fluctuate, and he said faintly: “So what?”

Feng Shaoyu was silent, worried, but did not dare to refute.

After a long time, Feng Wuji looking at the furnace said: “You go to Shanheling and stay for a year, I have already explained it.”

Mountain and river order!

Feng Shaoyu’s pupils shrank fiercely. It was a secret weapon belonging to the Hidden Sword Villa, which was different from the time passing outside.

It’s just that it is extremely resource intensive to move, Feng Shaoyu has actually been there once, and according to the ancestral instructions, he can’t go anymore.

“In fact, it’s not necessary, Haier is still confident in this battle.” Feng Shaoyu said.

“Confidence is a good thing, but many things can be done without confidence. Go ahead. When you see your grandfather, don’t talk to him about the broken sword.”

Feng Wuji faintly said: “The golden age is approaching, so I have to lend the Chixiao Sword. The Baking Sword must stay in the Tibetan Sword Villa!”

“promise.”

Under Feng Wuji’s calm words, Feng Shaoyu felt an indisputable aura, and he nodded and bowed his hands.

When he came to the ground, Feng Shaoyu walked directly towards the forbidden area of Feng’s house without any hesitation.

On a secluded attic, Feng Yu stood on the eaves, looking at Feng Shaoyu’s leaving back, and sighed: “I know you will take this step. My little brother’s life is really hard.”

She knows better than anyone that her elder brother looks elegant on the outside, but is extremely ruthless on the inside.

Except for a few relatives, he has no feelings for outsiders.

Once it is his decision, there will be no change, once he is defined as an opponent, there will never be any affection, regardless of whether it is a junior.

“You still have to see the person you should see.”

In the end, Feng Yu made up a certain determination.

In the night, she flew away like a butterfly with a light figure, and in the same direction as Feng Shaoyu, she also wanted to go to Shanheling.