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The figure that walked out seemed to be walking slowly, but the clear footsteps seemed to fall on the tip of people's hearts, making people's hearts beat with that footstep.

As the figure got closer and closer, the footsteps became clearer and clearer, and the beating of the heart became more and more intense, as if it would jump out of the chest at any time, this feeling was very strange and uncomfortable, but it could not be shaken off.

Staring at the figure walking over, Zhuge Xiang, the master and servant of Yin Gongzi, and the old man Longmu, his eyes were very solemn, this mysterious visitor, his strength was so strong and unfathomable, and before he could see his appearance clearly, it had already made people lose.

The old man Longmu, pinching Su Huayu's palm, couldn't help but slow down, letting Su Huayu inhale greedily, but he was choked in his throat and coughed painfully.

In a moment, this mysterious visitor finally appeared in front of everyone, the person who came was seven feet tall, wearing a black robe, but it was tattered, with fluffy hair, faintly able to see the drunken eyes, with a wine gourd on his waist, a sighing beard, a decadent breath, rushing towards him, this image came out, giving people the impression that the reflexive idea was the impression of a rotten drunkard, this kind of rotten drunkard, on the street, can always see so few.

However, looking at the sloppy man who came out, Su Huayu felt very familiar, coughed, pondered for a moment, and then her beautiful eyes widened violently, and she shouted in surprise: "Father!?" ”。

Father!? This sloppy and decadent drunkard in the past is actually Su Huayu's father? The husband of the dignified Rakshasa City Lord!?

"Huh? Senior Brother Qing Mingzi is actually Su Huayu's father? Hearing Su Huayu's words, Zhuge Xiang was slightly stunned.

That's right, this sloppy and decadent drunkard who came out is none other than Zhuge Xiang, who had a relationship with Qing Mingzi when he first reported to the headquarters of the inner gate of Mowu City, when he and Mo Wuyan were in Huamanlou and Huajiu, Zhuge Xiang also specially inquired about this senior brother of Qing Mingzi, but Zhuge Xiang didn't expect that he was Su Huayu's father.

Su Huayu's cry of surprise made the old man Longmu change his color in shock, looked at Qing Mingzi in horror, hurriedly let go of the palm that was pinching Su Huayu's neck, and exclaimed: "Yi Bufan!?" You, how did you end up here? This, this is a complete misunderstanding, you listen to me explain ......".

Qing Mingzi, that is, Yi Bufan, raised his head slightly, and through the fluffy and messy hair, he could see that the drunken eyes that were originally cloudy suddenly burst out of two rays of light, and an invisible fluctuation emanated from his body.

Stared at by Qing Mingzi's eyes, the voice of the old man Long Mu hurriedly explained, disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was like a male duck who was choked by the neck, opening his mouth, but he couldn't speak, only his face was full of intense horror.

A look of struggle appeared in the eyes of the old man Longmu, and then, as stunned as a wooden chicken, the eyes of the whole person became sluggish, like a puppet controlled by the line.

"Kneel", the plain words, spit out from Qing Mingzi's mouth, and said to the old man Longmu, the flat voice, not the slightest abnormality.

With a bang, although the old man Longmu was full of struggle, his eyes were dull, and he knelt on the ground without the slightest resistance, and with a bang, two deep pits were exposed on the stone slab ground under his knees, dripping with blood, and his kneecaps were broken, but the old man Longmu did not scream, and he didn't even feel pain.

"You are guilty, you deserve to die", Qing Yingzi's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparably murderous aura, and his words were plain, but with an indescribable bloody aura.

After saying this, Qing Mingzi didn't look at the old man Longmu again, but his eyes fell on Su Huayu, his eyes were a little complicated, he hesitated for a moment, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left, his steps were still not slow or urgent.

"Wait, father, don't go, I have something to say to you......", hurriedly struggling to get up, Su Huayu rushed towards the back of Qing Mingzi leaving, but although Qing Mingzi's footsteps seemed to be gentle, they disappeared in a moment, and even though Su Huayu used his body to catch up, he didn't catch up.

"I'm guilty, I'm damned ......," said the old man Longmu, kowtowing to the stone floor, and said with words in his mouth.

Knock knock, head knock down, there was a burst of explosions, the stone floor was shattered, and the blood was dripping, but the old man Longmu's movements did not stop, he didn't seem to feel the pain, and in an instant, he knocked until his brain burst and fell to the ground, but his mouth was still chanting, I am guilty, I should die......

"This is the power of the Transformation Period!?" , Looking at the old man Longmu, who was still invincible and extremely strong before, knelt on the ground by himself, kowtowing to death, Zhuge Xiang was greatly shocked in his heart, and muttered secretly.

The power of spells, Zhuge Xiang has not seen it, the battle of the monks in the god transformation period, Zhuge Xiang has also seen it, and even the power of the virtual realm shot, Zhuge Xiang also glanced at it, but those are all battles between monks of the same level, and the power of the earth cracking that day, although it is shocking, it is always too far away.

However, at this moment, the suppression of the cultivators of the Transformation Stage of the Qi Refining Period can be regarded as the real realization of the gap between Zhuge Xiang and the strength of the Transformation Period.

The gap between the three realms and the small realms of Qi refining, transforming the gods, returning to the void, and cultivating is still so obvious, and the gap between this big realm is really even more terrifying.

Old Man Longmu, who is also a monk of the tenth layer of the Anti-Pu Realm, is only one step away from being able to enter the level of the Transformation Stage, but this last step is close to the end of the world, in front of the Qing Mingzi of the Transformation Stage, he didn't have to make a move, his own consciousness was disintegrated, and he kowtowed to death.

During the god transformation period, refining qi and transforming gods, and destroying the opponent's consciousness with divine thoughts, this method is too domineering......

During the Qi refining period, the cultivation is just strength, but the cultivators in the Transformation Period, what they practice is the incomparably mysterious god, under the impact of divine thoughts, you can have extremely powerful martial arts, let you have extremely high-quality magic weapons, and no matter your qualifications go to the sky, you have to collapse in an instant, like this old man of Longmu, kowtow to the point that his brain bursts and dies.

Looking at the back of Qing Mingzi leaving, and then at the old man Longmu, his brain burst out, and his bones were not cold, Zhuge Xiang's eyes were full of a strong color of determination.

The transformation period, this is the transformation period, it seems that the speed of his cultivation should also be accelerated, and he can reach the transformation period as soon as possible, survive the heavenly tribulation, get rid of the shackles of mortals, fly with imperial weapons, and soar for nine days, he can be regarded as a real monk, and he is really on the road of cultivation.

"In the Lower Dongfang Family, Dongfang Yan, may I ask the name of Brother Tai", when Zhuge Xiang's heart was shocked by the power of the monk in the Transformation Period, a soft voice sounded beside Zhuge Xiang, and he turned his head, and it was Yin Gongzi Dongfang Yan who spoke.

The soft voice, if it appeared in the woman's mouth, would naturally sound good, but it appeared on this big man, which made Zhuge Xiang feel nondescript and a little disgusting.

However, the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Zhuge Xiang's expression was unmoved, and he replied: "Disciple of the Shura Sect, Zhuge Xiang."

"Brother Zhuge has unexpectedly strong strength, extraordinary qualifications, comprehending sword intent at such a young age, and having Tianxin Begonia in his hand, the avenue can be expected, congratulations to Zhuge Xiang for getting such a treasure today", Yin Gongzi Dongfang Yan's face, with a sincere smile, opened his mouth to congratulate.

"Oh?" , Zhuge Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Dongfang Yan's eyes, and was a little surprised, "Listen to Brother Dongfang's meaning, it seems that this Tianxin Begonia, aren't you ready to fight?" ”。

"It's just a Tianxin begonia, although it is a treasure, but if you can get acquainted with a young talent like Zhuge Xiang, what if you give it up? Besides, even if he makes a move, he is not sure that he will be able to successfully win it from Brother Zhuge in the next place."

Although the temperament is feminine, like a woman, this Dongfang Yan's behavior can be regarded as bright and fair, and he said calmly, admitting that he could not succeed even if he made a move, and simply withdrew, which can be regarded as the sincerity of getting acquainted with Zhuge Xiang.

"Haha, I am also honored to be able to get acquainted with Brother Dongfang, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will have a few drinks with Brother Dongfang", since the other party is willing to withdraw from the competition, Zhuge Xiang is naturally happy, besides, the disciple of the Dongfang family has anti-Pujing cultivation at such a young age, and it is not a bad thing to have such a friend.

"There are still some trivial matters to deal with, seeing that Zhuge Xiang also has a beautiful woman who needs to be comforted, he will leave, he will have a few drinks with Brother Zhuge when he returns", pointing to Su Huayu, who was not far away, still immersed in the pain of his father's departure, Dongfang Yan smiled meaningfully, and then turned to leave.

Watching Dongfang Yan leave, the corners of Zhuge Xiang's mouth hooked up a smile, this Dongfang Yan can be regarded as a frank gentleman, with a degree of advance and retreat, but it is worth handing over.

Turning his head and looking at Su Huayu's sad appearance, Zhuge Xiang sighed secretly, the identity of the young city lord of Rakshasa City seems to be noble, and her own personality is also rude and willful, but who would have thought that her family environment is so complicated.

Walking a few steps forward, Zhuge Xiang patted Su Huayu's shoulder to show comfort, and asked Zhuge Xiang to say a few comforting words, but Zhuge Xiang did not have such tenderness.

"Woo woo woo ......", Zhuge Xiang patted her comfortingly, Su Huayu, who needed someone to comfort her at the moment, turned around and threw herself into Zhuge Xiang's arms, crying loudly, where can you still see the slightest rudeness and willfulness, it is completely the appearance of an ordinary girl who needs the love of her family.

"Why, since he appeared at this critical time, he was secretly watching me, but why didn't he want to see me and talk to me?" , Throwing herself into Zhuge Xiang's arms, Su Huayu cried and shouted, and she didn't know whether to ask Zhuge Xiang, or ask herself, or simply vent.

At this time, the only thing Zhuge Xiang could do was to gently hug her, not saying a word, listening to Su Huayu's bitter crying, Zhuge Xiang himself could not avoid thinking of his life experience.

Relatively speaking, Su Huayu is still happy, but she doesn't even know who her parents are, and the only clue to her life experience is just an inferior silver medal with crooked melons and cracked dates, with the words Zhuge Xiang written on it.

The old beggar who took him in took Zhuge Xiang as his name, as for the silver medal, the old beggar had kept it so that Zhuge Xiang could have a certificate of recognition with his parents, but when Zhuge Xiang was ten years old, the old beggar had a serious illness, and Zhuge Xiang sold the silver medal.

"Let her go!" , just when Zhuge Xiang was immersed in his own life experience, he drank all his life, and suddenly sounded. (To be continued.) )