The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 975 Are You Looking For Me?
Qu Zili really has a lot of problems with this child, and his character is the most important thing, not to mention that he has such an arrogant grandfather.

Even the reason why he was able to enter Canglong Academy at the beginning was because he didn't understand his true nature, but because of his physique as a sacrament.

And now it doesn't matter what kind of sacred body, even if he is a divine body, he doesn't want to accept it.

They Canglong Academy would rather lack than abuse.

Dean Cao suppressed the anger in his heart, calmed himself down temporarily, and reminded Qu Mingyuan, "Elder Qu, this is Canglong Academy."

It's a pity that Dean Cao's words were directly ignored by the furious Qu Mingyuan. He seemed to be unable to hear Dean Cao's words at all. He looked around coldly, and his voice was as cold as crawling out of Jiuyou The resentful ghost snake came out.

"Since no one has stepped forward, don't blame the old man for being cruel."

As he spoke, the aura around him victorious again.

At some point in his hand, a group of spiritual power had gathered to attack, and the fiery red spiritual power burned fiercely in his hand, turning into a ball of flame.

Dean Cao, who was completely ignored, raised the beard around his mouth angrily: MMP, old man.

"Old guy, are you looking for me?" Leng Wuyou's voice suddenly came from diagonally in front of him.

Qu Mingyuan's aura froze, which brat who didn't want to die dared to call him an old guy, and dared to disrespect him so much, he was damned, but what did he mean by that?
Could it be that he did the injury to his little grandson.

His gaze moved along the source of the sound, and he met a calm and slightly nervous face.

Leng Wuqing knew his grandson's deadly enemy, but he was sure that the voice just now was not from him.

Suddenly, two swarthy eyes appeared from Leng Wuqing's shoulders.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and they were directly in line with the pair of eyes without a trace of emotion.

Qu Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

What kind of eyes are these? At first glance, it looks calm and clear, but when you look carefully, you seem to see the bottomless Nine Serenity Hell.

Qu Mingyuan's falcon-like eyes narrowed, and his intuition told him that his little grandson was the victim of the owner of these eyes, and he always believed in his intuition.

Leng Wuqing's heart was almost in his throat, he was very nervous, and looked at Xiaoqi worriedly.

He knew that Qu Mingyuan's cultivation was in the realm of the spirit king, and although his Xiao Qi's cultivation was also in the realm of the spirit king, he was still a little nervous.

After all, compared to Leng Wuyou, the new spirit king, Qu Mingyuan, who is a veteran spirit king, is still stronger in strength.

Leng Wuyou came out from behind Leng Wuqing, just took a step, but was grabbed by Leng Wuqing's wrist, "Xiaoqi."

Leng Wuqing looked at Leng Wuyou worriedly, and wanted to push the person back behind her.

Leng Wuyou patted his hand, his eyes were calm, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "Second brother, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Leng Wuqing opened her mouth, but seeing Leng Wuyou with a confident look, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth, although there was still a trace of worry hidden in her heart, she followed Xiao Qi's wishes and let go up his hand.

He believed that Xiao Qi would not let him down, nor would he put himself in a dangerous situation.

"Hmph, Li Zi is a bit brave, but since you have broken one of my grandson's arms, then use your four limbs to replace it." Qu Mingyuan's voice was cold, and he didn't care how everyone reacted after he finished speaking. He directly made a move towards Leng Wuyou.

The air mechanism on Qu Mingyuan's body unfolded, directly locking onto Leng Wuyou, locking her in place.

He stretched out his hand, and the jumping flame in his hand, under the control of his mind, directly transformed into a long sword glowing red.

The flaming long sword buzzed silently in his hand, as if fluctuating in accordance with the master's mood.

The old hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and then he swung it towards Leng Wuyou, the fiery red long sword came over with an aura of tearing heaven and earth.

Leng Wuyou's whole body was locked by Qu Mingyuan's qi, imprisoning her in place.

(End of this chapter)