Yes!

Zhou Feng was so excited that he wanted to howl.

I thought that I would be tortured to death by cold poison in this life, after all, the people back then were too powerful, and even the alchemy masters were helpless against that kind of cold poison.

Just now, I just wanted to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, but I didn't think it was really solved.

The cold poison that has been entrenched in his body for nearly ten years is gone, how can he not be excited?

The cold poison is gone, and the cultivation in the body is ready to move, and the powerful aura that belongs to the martial artist is hovering in the body.

"In time, the old man will reach the top again, just around the corner!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in Zhou Feng's eyes.

If you have not experienced the pain of being knocked into the dust, you will not experience the joy and complex state of mind of returning to the peak once you have been exhausted.

Even the little children of Jinjiazhuang can be sarcastic, which is so sad for the once arrogant first martial artist of Shenquan Town.

"It's different now, grandson, from today onwards, in this Shenquan Town, no one dares to bully our grandfather, Mujiazhuang? What if you kill one of their descendants? It's a big deal! ”

Zhou Feng stared at his grandson, domineering and exposed.

At this time, Zhou Lin's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and there seemed to be a little more black and blue in that paleness.

"Grandson, are you alright?"

He was worried, it couldn't be that the cold poison was transferred to his grandson, right?

Zhou Lin's eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes, "Grandpa, I'm fine, I'll cultivate for a while first!" ”

With that, he closed his eyes again.

"Okay, grandpa, don't bother you, grandpa will protect you!"

Zhou Feng was helpless, he deeply understood the difficulty of cold poison, for fear that something would happen to his grandson, he sat on the side worriedly, while cultivating and recovering his cultivation, he stared nervously at his every move.

Time was pressing, and Zhou Lin had no time to take care of anything else.

The cold poison was sucked into the body by the blood-colored cyclone, similar to the demon fire, turning into a blue ice flame suspended in the dantian.

In the palm of Zhou Lin's left hand, a blue flame symbol appeared.

One left and one right, one cold and one hot, demon fire and ice flame.

Any kind of thing is a great opportunity for ordinary people, and now it has appeared in one person at the same time.

Inhaling two extreme flames at the same time, the consequences were naturally extraordinary.

From the moment they were inhaled, both flames seemed to feel threatened.

And so, the confrontation began.

With the operation of the Heaven Devouring Divine Technique, wherever any trace of blood and qi circulated, the demon fire walked with the ice flame, and the consequence of this was that every inch of skin was experiencing the two heavens of ice and fire, cold and hot.

Under this kind of torment, the blood qi was released more fully, and the blood qi cyclone in the body seemed to have grown a little stronger, and the blood qi swallowed was even larger.

The benefits of this are-

After the demon fire and ice flame destroy the body, when the blood and qi are running, the meridians, muscles, and bones are constantly repaired, and the physical strength after repair is even stronger.

Cycle after cycle, Zhou Lin was immersed in such cultivation.....

At the same time, in the depths of the back mountain, the teenagers who had been waiting for Mu Jun were anxious.

"It's been a few hours, why hasn't Brother Jun come back yet? Chasing down a piece of waste, as for the delay for so long? ”

Some people are upset, stamping their feet, and looking impatient.

"Maybe Brother Jun has encountered some chance, we have waited for so long, and we are hungry, why don't we go back to the martial arts hall first?" It was suggested.

Seeing this, Jin Cheng stammered: "Brothers, why don't you go to my Jinjiazhuang for a while to rest first?" ”

"No, it's been so long since I've been out, it's time to go back to the martial arts hall. Jin Cheng, let's leave it at that. ”

"Let's go!"

The crowd turned around and left.

If it weren't for Mu Jun's cover, everyone wouldn't have paid much attention to Jin Cheng.

It's just a quasi-martial artist, and it's not worth lowering the shelf.

"Bullish what? Wait for Brother Jun to come back, you guys are good-looking. If I go to the martial arts hall, it's not sure who will be who will be. ”

Jin Cheng was unhappy in his heart, spit out a mouthful of phlegm at the backs of everyone who were far away, and returned to Jinjiazhuang alone.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the three days pass by in a flash.

Zhou Lin's condition is very stable, his breath is long, and he has always been cultivating.

Zhou Feng stayed motionless by his grandson's side, his cultivation recovered little by little, and now he was almost close to a middle-level martial artist.

In the past three days, no one from Jinjiazhuang has come to ask about their lives, which shows how cold-hearted the people of Jinjiazhuang are.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the sun was rising, and a group of uninvited guests came to the gate of Jinjiazhuang.

Not long after the gate of Zhuangzi opened, a team of people broke in menacingly.

"The people of the Jin family listen to me, hand over Zhou Lin, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

It was the people from Mujiazhuang who came, led by Mu Jun's second uncle Mu Ye.

"Listen to a fart, there's a kind of you coming in, this is Jinjiazhuang, not a place for you to go wild!"

Everyone has hit the door, and the people in Jinjiazhuang are not vegetarians, they howl one by one, and they are about to fight if they don't agree with each other.

"What's going on? Mu Ye, what are you bringing people to my Jinjiazhuang for? ”

The principal of the Jin family village pushed aside the crowd and walked out.

"It turned out to be Jin Yan, just in time, hand over Zhou Lin to me, I won't trouble you."

Mu Ye didn't want to make trouble, but his nephew was missing, and such a big thing couldn't be good, so he had to find out.

"What are you doing with that little piece of shit?" Jin Yan looked puzzled.

The Zhou family and the two are sheltered in the clan, although they don't want to see anyone on weekdays, but after all, they are from Jinjiazhuang, and if they hand it over like this, it is equivalent to slapping themselves in the face.

"What? Mu Jun, the young owner of my Mu family, disappeared for three days, and the people in the martial arts hall said that the last time they met, he was with Zhou Lin. Jin Yan, I advise you to hand over Zhou Lin honestly, otherwise this matter will not be over! Mu Ye's eyes were red.

"Brother Jun is missing?"

A figure in the crowd muttered, turned and ran inside.

After a while, Jin Yi, the owner of Jinjiazhuang, walked out.

By his side, follow Jin Cheng.

It was this kid who went in to report the news.

At this moment, Jin Yan was also in a dilemma.

So many clansmen watched, and everyone hit the door, it would be too embarrassing to let them in.

However, the disappearance of the owner of the village is also a major event, and there is no room for delay.

"Owner! Owner! ”

The crowd got out of the way, Jin Yi walked out calmly, glanced around majestically, and finally his gaze fell on Mu Ye.

When Jin Yan saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly went over to report what had happened.

Jin Yi nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Mu Ye, Jinjiazhuang is not someone who can enter if he wants to, you want to find Zhou Lin, come in and talk alone!" ”

After negotiations, Mu Ye was invited into the Jinjiazhuang meeting room with two stewards of Mujiazhuang.

In the living room, Jin Yi and Jin Yan sat in the main seat, and Jin Cheng followed and stood aside.

The people in Mujiazhuang were red-eyed and aggressive, and they looked like they were asking for guilt, "What about Zhou Lin's little brute, why hasn't he come yet?" ”

Jin Yi said in a deep voice: "Mu Ye, Zhou Lin is from my Jinjiazhuang, I promised his grandfather to protect one or two, you are so ..... to move the people."

Mu Ye glared at the beads of his eyes and roared angrily: "Master Jinzhuang, if something happens to my nephew, Zhou Lin's little beast must die!" ”

"Really? This matter can't be all based on your words, and you can't make a conclusion until Zhou Lin comes. ”

The dignified owner of the village was interrupted to speak, Jin Yi was secretly annoyed in his heart, his face sank suddenly, and he said lightly, as if he had no intention of compromise.

"It seems that you are not going to hand over Zhou Lin's waste?"

The deacon behind Mu Ye raised his eyebrows, stood up, and looked at him domineeringly, "Then you are ready to accept the anger of my Mujiazhuang, Shaozhuang is mainly in trouble, and your Jinjiazhuang has not had a good life!" ”

"Presumptuous!"

Jin Yi slapped the table and said angrily: "It's not your turn to speak here!" Get out! ”

"You!"

This deacon's name is Mu Yun, he is only sixteen years old, but he is already a seventh-layer martial artist, and he is a genius boy second only to Mu Jun in Mujiazhuang, and he has won the trust of the owner, and his future is limitless.

"Muyun, step aside!"

Mu Ye waved his hand, looking indifferent.

Although he was a little reckless, he was not stupid, and when he saw Jin Yi's expression, he also understood that he was too eager.

"Yes!" Mu Yun retreated unwillingly, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Mu Ye said at this time: "Master Jinzhuang, the child is not sensible, and he is offended, please bear with me." ”

"Of course, the old man will not be like a child."

Jin Yi smiled, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Such a young genius, given that he grows up in time, is a threat after all.

"Hehe, don't worry, maybe things haven't come to that point, let's wait for Zhou Lin to come." Jin Yan reconciled the atmosphere on the side, and everyone's faces looked better.

Jin Yi thought for a while and said, "Cheng'er, you go to Zhou Feng and call Zhou Lin here." ”

"Yes, Daddy."

Jin Cheng nodded, turned around and walked out of the living room.

Walking on the road, he looked excited, thinking, "Why hasn't Brother Jun come home yet?" I don't really have a chance. No matter, as long as Zhou Lin's kid is here, this time he will be in a catastrophe. Hum! ”

After a while, Jin Cheng came to Zhou Feng's residence, broke in directly, and shouted triumphantly: "Zhou Lin, your matter is committed, the people from Mujiazhuang are here, and my father called you over..... Yes! ”

Sou!

A strong wind rose on the ground, and the curtains between the inner and outer doors moved.

Immediately afterwards, a muffled sound was heard, Jin Cheng's body was pumped, and the sound stopped abruptly, and then the whole person flew sideways, broke out of the door, and landed in the yard, almost breaking in half with his buttocks.

"You can come here too? Get lost! ”

Zhou Feng opened the curtain and walked out with an indifferent expression.

"Old thing, you...."

Jin Cheng clutched his chest, almost out of breath in pain.

A clear mark on his clothes actually pulled him out through his clothes, obviously showing mercy to his subordinates.

He was extremely shocked, when did this old guy become so powerful?

Jin Cheng was not stupid, he swallowed the second half of the sentence and fled back.

A figure stood up in the darkness and said softly, "Grandpa, I can go out, I'm not afraid of them." ”

Zhou Feng blocked the door, his straight spine was like a mountain, "Child, grandpa said that from today onwards, in this Shenquan Town, we will no longer be afraid of anyone!" ”