"yes!"

Xu Zhen thrust his chest and took the order and left.

"Senior brother, are you really going to send Feiyu to solve this problem?"

Peng Xiangyun frowned and said, "Flying Yu is the future of Wuji Sect, and he is at the critical moment of practicing Hunyuan Wuji Kung Fu. If anything goes wrong..."

"Haha, my junior brother is overly worried."

The old man Qinghuang waved his hand confidently: "As Fei Yu's commander, we all know how strong he is and how talented he is. I don't think that young man named Lin Chong is Fei Yu's opponent, let alone if he can't even defeat a peer, what qualifications does Fei Yu have to lead the Wuji Sect in the future?"

"……All right."

Peng Xiangyun wanted to persuade him again, but he saw that the old man Qinghuang had made up his mind, so he had to sigh, swallow the persuasion words into his stomach, and silently returned to the Grand Master's chair and sat down.

In a blink of an eye, a few minutes passed, and two figures walked into the room one after another.

The man in front was tall and handsome, looking only in his twenties. He was wearing a white training suit as white as snow, like a handsome young man in the turbid world. His two slender phoenix eyes shone brightly, as bright as stars.

Xu Zhen followed the young man with a respectful expression and followed with all his steps, looking like a follower.

"Dear masters, do you want to see me?"

After the young man entered the room, he saw Xia Yunfeng's body at a glance. He couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Feiyu, haven't you been talking about having no opponent? So I found you an opponent."

A gentle smile appeared on the old man Qinghuang's face: "Have you heard of the name Lin Chong?"

The young man dragged a chair from beside him, sat down with a big thorn, and said carelessly: "I heard a little, is it that Uncle Xia's death related to him?"

"Yes, tell Fei Yu the whole story again." The old man Qinghuang turned his head and looked at Cheng Feng who was standing beside Jingli, and ordered lightly.

Cheng Feng seemed quite nervous in front of the young man named Feiyu, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and said carefully: "Senior Brother, this is the case. Su Yunhai asked us for help a few days ago, so the master sent Uncle Xia to help..."

After listening to Cheng Feng’s story, the young man said with great interest: “That man named Lin Chong is really so powerful? He knocked Uncle Xia away with one punch?”

From beginning to end, he showed no sadness about Xia Yunfeng's death, and was a little calm.

Cheng Feng nodded: "Senior Brother, if you fight Lin Chong, please don't be careless. He is much stronger than the rumors."

"It's interesting. You can make you say such words like this, as arrogant. It seems that Lin Chong is indeed unusual. I'm starting to become interested in him."

The young man wrapped his arms around his chest and yawned lazily: "Master, I already know what happened. What are you going to let me do?"

"Are you confident of defeating Lin Chong?" asked the old man Qinghuang straightforwardly.

"Isn't the answer obvious? Why do you ask me knowingly?"

The young man grinned, stretched out a finger, pointed at his nose, and said in a confident tone: "Who am I? I am Ling Feiyu, the number one true legend of Wuji Sect, and the peerless genius on the list of geniuses! Except for those freaks who are on par with me, looking at the world, no one among his peers is my opponent!"

"Then, you can clean up and go to Donghai City. Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen and Xu Chun will be with you."

"that's all?"

Ling Feiyu raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else to explain?"

The old man Qinghuang said in a deep voice: "I only look at the result and don't ask about the process. Even if you make trouble all over the world, it doesn't matter, but there is only one thing, that is, you must win, because it is related to my Wuji Sect's face."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that you won't disappoint you."

Ling Feiyu thrust a carp, jumped up from the Taishi chair, and walked out with big strides: "I can finally move my muscles and bones, I'm almost suffocating during this period!"

Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen and Xu Chun quickly followed and disappeared at the door of the room.

Looking at the four people's backs away, Peng Xiangyun frowned: "Feiyu is so proud. I'm a little worried about letting him go alone."

"The flowers in the greenhouse can never withstand the wind and rain. It's time for him to go out and see the world."

The old man Qinghuang said meaningfully: "Whether to deal with this matter properly is a test for him. If he can't do it, it means that we have problems with his cultivation method, so let's wait and see."

Donghai City, Xicheng District.

"Brother Lin, open your mouth."

A sweet voice suddenly sounded in the quiet bedroom.

Lin Chong opened his mouth obediently, and then he felt a piece of sour and sweet stuff stuffed in. The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, silently chewing the pineapple and swallowing it into his stomach.

He had been back in the villa for a while, and at this moment he was lying on the bed like a mummy, only showing his face, looking quite funny.

Yang Ying and Guan Wei were lying on the edge of the bed, and the person who spoke was Guan Wei.

Guan Wei held a tray in her hand, and there were a pile of pineapples cut into fingers on it. After feeding Lin Chong, she stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it happily, her almond eyes narrowed into crescent shape.

"Yingying, do you want to eat?" She said to Yang Ying in a vague way.

Yang Ying was peeling oranges for Lin Chong. The dark and smooth Xiu hung down from her cheeks. Her thick eyelashes trembled like cicada wings, and her rosy lips were slightly pursed, looking quiet and gentle.

"No, I don't want to eat it."

Hearing Guan Wei's words, Yang Ying shook her head and placed the orange peel at the head of the bed, preparing to dry it and make soup.

As a good girl who is thrifty and frugal, even if her life is getting better and better now, Yang Ying's living habits have not changed, or she doesn't want to change them.

She peeled off a petal of orange and put it to Lin Chong's mouth. Her snow-white and slender fingers complemented the red petals, which had the meaning of "slim fingers breaking the new orange".

"Why don't you peel off the orange colour?" Guan Wei asked with a "gulp" and widened her eyes.

"Why should I peel off the orange colour?"

Yang Ying asked with a strange look on his face.

"I will do that when I eat oranges, because it will taste delicious after peeling off the oranges, and it will also look good." Guan Wei said for granted.

"The orange color is good for the body, and throwing it away is a waste."

Yang Ying said speechlessly: "And does it matter whether it is peeled or not? It's not that you can't eat it."

"But Brother Lin may not like to eat oranges."

Guan Wei turned her eyes and looked at Lin Chong, looking forward to it: "Brother Lin, you don't like to eat, right?"
Chapter completed!