[Chapter 70 Be Responsible To Me (One More)]
This is also the common thought of many people.
Therefore, the temples of the dust-free God King are less than one.
Today only small remote places remain, and some shrines remain.
“He’s not dead, the king of gods will never die!” Zhen Zhilan’s shoulders twitched, her eyes were slightly red.
Xia Qingchen stretched out her hand and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes, a trace of tenderness flowing in her lonely heart.
Thousands of years later, there are still such believers, what more can he ask for?
“You’re right, the king of gods will never die.” Xia Qingchen looked into her eyes and said softly, “I also believe that one day, the king of gods will return.”
Zhen Zhilan’s eyes were bright, and she tried harder with a smile on her face. head.
“Now, let the one who insults the king of gods pay the price!” Xia Qingchen looked sideways at Mo Yuan, and there was a little cold light in her eyes.
He walked with his hands behind his back, and a mighty aura of heaven and earth swept out.
In an instant!
The wind is blowing and the leaves are rising, and the air is rolling and the clouds are straight.
“The king of gods can’t be humiliated!” Xia Qingchen shouted in a clear voice to Jiuxiao.
Mo Yuan was stunned, and in a trance, he felt that he was not facing a lowly young master.
But the supreme god king!
Suppressing a tremor in his heart, he did not retreat, but advanced: “The god king, who has been dead for a long time, still wants to be respected by others?”
“Let you taste the power of boxing inherited from the Imperial Palace!”
“Po Ji Nebula Fist!”
It was a high-grade Huang-grade martial art, although it was only a fragmented move, it was extremely powerful when combined with the cultivation.
Xia Qingchen was as cold as iron, he didn’t even use his martial arts, he only used his fists to be tough.
“Low enough to not even learn martial arts? Haha, sad!” Mo Yuan’s eyes became more serious, and he punched him fiercely.
Crack –
the loud sound of broken bones resounded in front of the temple.
Mo Yuan sneered: “Unbearable…”
However, he didn’t laugh anymore, because the severe pain spread from his wrist like a tide to his whole body.
Soon, the pain reached its peak, and Mo Yuan let out a scream like killing a pig, and rolled on the ground.
A face contorted with severe pain, extremely ugly.
Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, slowly retracted his fist, and said indifferently: “Wrap your arm as a punishment.”
Without half a year of recuperation, his injury could not be recovered.
Zhen Zhilan looked at him and said lightly, “You ask Brother Qingchen which point is better than you? Now I’ll answer you, any point!”
Appearance, character, martial arts, talent, which point can Mo Yuan match with Xia Qingchen ? compared to?
“Come here, send him back to the imperial capital!” Zhen Zhilan said.
After a pause, she looked at Mo Yuan and said, “In addition, please tell your father that the way is different, and since you are not sincerely worshipping the God King Wuchen, then you are not the same as our Yungu City Temple, please don’t. Send a so-called representative here!”
Several servants immediately stepped forward and carried Mo Yuan away.
“Finally gone!” Zhen Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked at Xia Qingchen, her face was full of a soft smile: “Brother Qingchen, what kind of cultivation are you now?”
She couldn’t understand it at all.
Mo Yuan was a four-tiered powerhouse in Zhongchen.
However, with all his strength, he was no match for Xia Qingchen’s random punch.
Xia Qingchen said indifferently: “The cultivation base is average, and we need to continue to work hard.”
There is still one month before the Fengyunhui.
He wanted to hurry up and break through another level, so as to complete the explanation to Xia Yuan.
Zhen Zhilan’s eyes flashed with admiration, and she smiled lightly: “Brother Qingchen is too modest. With your strength, you can enter the top four in Yungu City.”
She sighed in her heart.
The first time we met, he was still similar in cultivation to his own.
Now, I can only look up.
“You can still see it in Yungu City.” Xia Qingchen chuckled lightly.
His world has never been a small cloud city.
Saying goodbye to Zhen Zhilan, Xia Qingchen returned to Xia Mansion.
What puzzled him was that a group of porters were moving large and small boxes into the Xia Mansion.
Xia Qingchen walked in and happened to meet his father.
“Auntie is here again?” Xia Qingchen asked in surprise.
Those boxes are filled with women’s daily necessities, but the number is too much, right?
Roughly counted, there must be thirty or forty boxes!
Could it be that my aunt’s whole family can’t move in?
“I still want to ask you!” Xia Yuan scolded: “You say you, just kidnap the girl from the house, how can you leave it out of the city?”
Uh –
Xia Qingchen was stunned, he When did you kidnap someone’s girl?
“Hey, heartbreaker, are you back?” A slightly magnetic voice entered his ears.
Turning his head to look, Xia Qingchen frowned: “What are you shouting!” The
speaker was none other than the silver-clothed woman he had kidnapped from the navy.
After so long, not only did she not leave Yungu City, she also lied that she was kidnapped by him and moved into Xia Qingchen’s house!
“Isn’t it right? I was originally abducted by you, and now I have nowhere to go, so I can only live in your house.” The silver-clothed woman instructed the porter to put away things as if she were in her own home.
Xia Qingchen said angrily: “What do you want?”
When she was arrested in Yungu City, she was empty-handed. She bought so many supplies in a short period of time, how could she be short of money?
She can stay at any high-end inn in the city.
But she had to run to Xia Qingchen’s house to live.
“Didn’t you say that, I have nowhere to live, I can only live in your house.” The silver-clothed woman put her hands on her waist, with a natural look on her face.
Xia Yuan said: “Qingchen, you have to be responsible for other girls!”
He muttered in his heart, where did Xia Qingchen get such a beautiful and noble girl?
No matter how you look at it, the girls don’t seem to come from ordinary people.
Xia Qingchen hesitated for a while without explaining.
This girl’s identity is not simple. If her father finds out that he has captured her, he will inevitably worry about it.
“Forget it, just live there if you love it.” As long as she has no malice, Xia Manor still lacks a place for her?
The silver-clothed woman smiled.
When she came to Yungu City, she really planned to punish Xia Qingchen.
But when I inquired at random, I found that Xia Qingchen was extraordinary.
More than half a year ago, she was a mediocre person who made people laugh, but now she has become a permian powerhouse in the middle of the world that is even stronger than her.
Such a cultivation speed is simply a miracle.
The taboo Tianjiao Yu Qingyang back then did not have such an amazing cultivation speed.
So, she changed her attention and planned to get up close and personal to observe.
“Be patient in the future.” The silver-clothed woman smiled like the wind.
It’s just that the woman in silver is doomed to be disappointed.
Because Xia Qingchen’s time in the Xia Mansion is limited.
“There is still one month left for the Fengyun Conference. I will go out to practice for a while.” Xia Qingchen said, and then walked away, leaving behind the staring silver-clothed woman.
Xia Qingchen repeatedly walked out of the city.
In the next month, he plans to practice martial arts in Guiku Forest.
Trying to successfully cultivate the last form of the “Four Elements Ancient Scroll”, it is best to be able to achieve a higher level of cultivation.
“Teacher!”
“Young Master Xia!”
When he passed by the Immortal Residence, there were two calls at the same time at the leaning rail on the second floor.
[End of This Chapter]
