[The first thousand five hundred and twenty-eight chapters, mother and son will meet at last]
At the age of 23, Zhang Chucheng successfully ranked on the Thang Long list. After five years, he pushed the ranking to 90, but this has also reached his limit. He will withdraw from the Thang Long list only when he reaches his age.
According to the introduction in the book of the rising dragon, Zhang Chucheng’s swordsmanship is very good, and at the same time, he also created a very powerful swordsmanship supernatural power – the swordsmanship of pulling the sky!
There were as many as three Yang God powerhouses who died under his swordsmanship.
After looking at Zhang Chucheng for a while, Song Yan withdrew his gaze, but this disapproval attitude made Zhang Bicheng’s teeth itch with hatred.
“Brother Chu, you are here, hurry up, I still have a place here.”
A warm voice sounded, from Wang Bo.
Today, not only Wang Bo is here, but the seven young heroes from the dust washing banquet have all arrived.
Everyone greeted Song Yan very enthusiastically, making Zhang Bicheng’s face even more ugly. Although there was no deliberate publicity about what happened at the dust washing banquet, the fact that he was defeated by Chu Fan and slapped his face was still the same. Spread in Longya City.
After a few days, no matter where he went, Zhang Bicheng seemed to feel someone pointing behind him, which made him very annoyed, and his hatred for Song Yan even rose.
At this moment, Zhang Chucheng said slowly: “Little brother, your heart is messed up, I have taught you that as a swordsman, you can’t be influenced by hatred at any time, once your mood is disturbed, your sword will be sensitive Big reduction!”
“I know big brother, but that kid Chu Fan is too hateful!” Zhang Bicheng said unwillingly: “If I don’t kill him, I can’t help but feel the hatred in my heart!”
“Your talent is very good, but your character is uncertain, so you will inevitably be a little impetuous. If you can’t get rid of your impetuousness, you will not be able to beat him in this life!” Zhang Chucheng said lightly.
He is a pure swordsman with strong intuition. The moment Song Yan stepped into the banquet hall, he felt a hint of danger and threat.
“Brother, why don’t you help me kill him!” Zhang Bicheng said bitterly.
“Do not!”
Zhang Chucheng shook his head: “This time, I won’t let your temperament come. Chu Fan is a very good whetstone. If you can defeat him, your future achievements will definitely surpass that of the big brother. I hope you don’t let me down!”
Hearing this, Zhang Bicheng couldn’t help but flash a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and said in a low voice, “I see.”
There are more than 30 young heroes invited by Jin Wang Ningyue this time, of which Song Yan and Zhang Chucheng are the most famous.
But because Song Yan humiliated Zhang Bicheng at the dust washing banquet before, he didn’t understand Zhang Chucheng’s thoughts. Except for Wang Bo, Yan Ru, Ji Mingyue and other seven people, none of the others took the initiative to talk to him. There is a smell of staying away from it.
“King Jin and Princess Jin are here!”
After a while, a voice came from outside the banquet hall, and then, the young heroes present stood up one after another.
Under the gazes of everyone, Jin Wang Ningyue and Jin Princess Zhu Hongluan entered the banquet hall surrounded by four guards and four maids.
“I have seen King Jin, I have seen Princess Jin!”
Everyone greeted each other.
The two who were greeted had faint smiles on their faces, and then came to the main seat hand in hand and sat down.
Song Yan just glanced at King Jin, and his eyes fell on Zhu Hongluan. The other party looked like a twenty-six-seven woman, with a beautiful appearance and a noble and inviolable majesty.
But it also gives a very mild feeling.
Feeling Song Yan’s gaze, Zhu Hongluan glanced at him, then smiled at him and turned away. There was nothing strange, but there was a wave in his heart, because Song Yan’s appearance and Chu Tianxing were at least seven or eight. The points are similar and can be said to be printed from a mold.
“Everyone, please sit down.” King Jin fell behind, looked around with a smile, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to take their seats.
“Thank you King Jin.”
Everyone thanked them in unison.
“let’s start!”
King Jin said something, and then a group of women in pink long skirts floated up, the sound of silk and bamboo also played, and the group of women in pink long skirts danced to the music.
These dancers have been selected thousands of times, and they are all outstanding in terms of appearance, figure and dance skills. Even the knowledgeable young heroes present here can’t help but be attracted by them.
But Song Yan was very indifferent.
It’s not surprising that I’ve seen it a lot. Besides, what kind of dance is there in the main world?
After the dance, the dancers withdrew, and King Ningyue of Jin and Zhu Hongluan of the King’s Mansion raised their glasses at the same time.
The crowd also raised their glasses in return.
Next, Ning Yue talked to everyone with a smile on his face, and the second program started. This time, it was a group of soldiers in bright armor. They performed a sword dance. The surging drum sounds give people a feeling of blood spurting.
Then there will be guqin solo, qin and xiao ensemble and other programs.
Later, a young man dressed as a scholar appeared and sang a verse that was widely circulated in this world on the spot.
Before you know it, more than half an hour has passed.
The King of Jin took the princess away on the grounds that he had something to do, and the banquet was hosted by a steward of the palace.
However, everyone came for the name of King Jin, and when they saw him retreat, they didn’t want to go on.
“Brother Chu, why don’t we find a place to have a few drinks?” Wenren Junjie suggested.
“OK!”
Song Yan nodded in response.
Just as they walked out of the hall, a figure blocked their way.
“Young Master Zhang, this is the Palace of King Jin, I hope you will restrain yourself!”
Before Song Yan could speak, Yan Ru spoke first.
“Humph!”
Zhang Bicheng let out a cold snort, then stared at Song Yan and said, “Chu Fan, wait, at most three years, I will definitely defeat you with my own hands, and let you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!”
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Bicheng didn’t give Song Yan a chance to refute, and went straight away.
“A funny guy!”
Song Yan pouted silently, but did not take the opponent’s challenge into his eyes.
Just as everyone was about to leave the Jin Palace, a palace steward arrived: “Young Master Chu, my King Jin has an invitation!”
“No time!”
Song Yan said lightly.
The steward was stunned for a moment, but Wenren Junjie Wang Bo and others were also very surprised.
“Brother Chu, maybe King Jin has something important to do with you, or you should go!” Wang Bo advised.
“Yes, Brother Chu, King Jin is quite famous, you might as well go!” Wenren Junjie also persuaded him.
Song Yan pretended to reluctantly agreed: “Okay! It’s just drinking this time…!”
“It’s okay, we’ll meet again next time!”
Wang Bo waved his hand.
“Yes, there will be opportunities in the future!”
Under the leadership of the steward of the palace, Song Yan came to a pavilion. There was one person sitting in the pavilion, but it was not Jin Wang Ningyue, but Jin Princess Zhu Hongluan, who was also the biological mother of the original owner.
“You all retreat, this palace and Young Master Chu are discussing matters, and no one is allowed to come within three hundred paces!” Zhu Hongluan glanced at Song Yan, and then instructed in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Song Yan showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see what medicine Zhu Hongluan sold in the gourd?
