Become the Emperor of Man by starting from the Qiyun entry

Chapter 506 Chu Wujiang severely teaches the little female ghost a lesson, and the small Xumi world is as solid as a rock (7.7k)

The little brat from the Fang family?

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Of course he still remembered the little brat who called him a scumbag.

Logically speaking, Fang Yiran is only fourteen years old this year, but he looks like twelve or thirteen years old. He is a little short and is a real little devil.

Normally speaking, she should not participate in this year's Young Heroes Conference, but should participate in the next one.

And her face looked a little pale.

Chu Wujiang asked curiously:
"Sister Yiran, what's wrong with you?"

The sound is somewhat inaudible.

The air in the Small Xumi Realm is extremely thin, almost non-existent, and normal people cannot survive here.

He could only use his vital energy to transmit his voice:
"Sister Yiran?"

Fang Yiran was delighted when she saw Chu Wujiang, but then her face turned gloomy, depressed, and negative. She gritted her teeth and said:
"Brother Chu, Third Brother is dead."

That's awesome.

The contribution he made in his death was greater than when he was alive.

Chu Wujiang suppressed his smile, turned it into sadness, and echoed:
"Sister Yiran, I am deeply sorry for your loss."

"A person's fortunes and misfortunes may come at any time..."

"It's not a matter of luck or disaster!"

Fang Yiran clenched his fists and said bitterly:
"He was killed."

Sure enough.

Chu Wujiang asked knowingly:

"Sister Yiran, who is so bold as to kill Mr. Fang San?"

"If Mr. Fang San has been wronged, I will seek justice for you."

With Chu Wujiang's current status and strength, he would not rashly kill Fang Fusheng.

This made Fang Yiran silent for a while.

Fang Yiran shook her head and said:
"I can't say."

The eldest brother of the family killed the third brother and pretended that the third brother died of illness.

Can you tell this?

No!

Chu Wujiang took out a table and chairs, invited Fang Yiran to sit down, and asked softly:
"So what can I do to help you?"

Fang Yiran revealed a trace of sadness and said:

"Nothing."

"Brother Chu, let's have a fight."

She wanted to vent her grief, so she secretly participated in the Young Heroes Conference without telling her family. Otherwise, her real competition would have been in the next one.

At such a young age, she is ranked 80th on the Young Phoenix List. Ten years later, she will be qualified to challenge the top ten like Sima Ning.

Chu Wujiang nodded immediately and said:

"it is good!"

Fang Yiran immediately stepped back and took out a jade flute from the jade bracelet.

She put the flute to her lips, took a deep breath, and played the first note.

At first, the sound waves moved slowly like flowing water, carrying a sense of sadness and depression, as if telling of the resentment buried deep in the heart.

Then, the melody suddenly changed, becoming high-pitched and intense.

Angry sound waves surged in the air like a violent storm, tearing everything around.

Water Dragon Song——Dragon Star Group!

The sound of the flute became more and more intense, like thunder shaking the sky and sweeping across the earth.

The sound waves, like sword energy, tried to hit Chu Wujiang, but disappeared without a trace.

Chu Wujiang mastered the power of space, which was a step further than most of the first-level souls.

He used the power of space to divert the enemy's attack.

This is like setting up an absolute defense circle.

Of course, this technique is very demanding and requires precise control of space.

Chu Wujiang is temporarily used in the stage of bullying the weak.

Boom!

Those disappeared sound waves reappeared, appeared behind Chu Wujiang, fell directly to the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.

The attack is invalid.

Fang Yiran couldn't see through this horrifying scene and just thought that Chu Wujiang used a move similar to Tai Chi swordsmanship to remove the force.

"Brother Chu, you are really amazing."

"What about my move?"

Fang Yiran's eyes were tinged with a resolute cold light, and her voice was mixed with a heart-pounding will to destroy.

The ground around them began to crack.

【What is this kid doing? 】

[She is not crazy. ]

Chu Wujiang initially thought he was just listening to a play in a theater.

Although Fang Yiran is extremely talented and can use all his strength to launch a strike at the Yuanling Realm.

But this kind of damage couldn't even break Chu Wujiang's defense.

Chu Wujiang just thought it was just to tease her, but the more he listened to Fang Yiran's flute, the more he felt something was wrong.

This is not an ordinary attack, nor is it a full-strength blow, but a sacrifice of one's own soul.

Self-defeating.

Shuilongyin——a last elegy!
She felt her body lighten.

Fang Yiran originally wanted to come to the Young Heroes Club to vent, but it turned out that her first enemy was Chu Wujiang.

Chu Wujiang just recently broke through to the spiritual realm.

Even if she used a move that would kill both parties, she couldn't hurt Chu Wujiang at all. If it were anyone else, they would have surrendered and ended the fight long ago.

Chu Wujiang appeared at the Young Heroes Conference, and whoever met him would be in trouble.

As the saying goes, the strong have strong luck.

If you can meet Chu Wujiang in the draw, it means you are not destined to win.

Fang Yiran directly used the most extreme means.

It's much more comfortable this way anyway.

She felt her soul lighten up, and dying at the hands of Brother Chu was also a relief.

"idiot!"

Fang Yiran heard Chu Wujiang's reprimanding voice. He drew his sword and turned into a flash of lightning.

He drew out the knife and put it away, all in one go.

The Zixiao Jade Flute shattered into fine powder, like dust.

At the moment of the fight, Chu Wujiang swung his sword more than a thousand times, so fast that Fang Yiran couldn't see clearly, and the jade flute in his hand was directly shattered.

If it was a fight of life and death, Fang Yiran would become a dead person.

Although she used the Water Dragon Chant to form a powerful air shield around her body, which was enough to withstand the attack of an ordinary Yuan Ling, it seemed particularly ridiculous in front of Chu Wujiang.

Fang Yiran's face turned pale. She touched her neck and found that she was not dead.

"Brother Chu..."

Don’t you think this is a beautiful way to die?
Why are you stopping me?
Chu Wujiang caught the kid in a bad mood.

"With your limited skills, you want to die together with others? Do you think your life is too long?"

"If you don't learn well at such a young age, you will perish together with your classmates, right?"

Fang Yiran lost her flute and her eyes widened in panic.

However, before she could refute, Chu Wujiang lifted her up like a struggling kitten.

"Brother Chu, let me go."

"I, I won't dare to do it next time."

Fang Yiran struggled and waved her arms and legs, shouting and begging for mercy.

But it didn't work.

Chu Wujiang was really angry this time.

"Okay, wait until your butt doesn't hurt anymore."

Chu Wujiang raised his hand and pressed her on his knees. His movements were so skillful that it seemed as if he was already familiar with dealing with little ghosts.

It’s not like he hadn’t taught the little devil a lesson in his previous life.

Snapped!
A crisp sound exploded in the air.

Fang Yiran's eyes widened, and then she protested in shame and anger:

"Brother Chu, you actually hit me!"

"Even my father..."

Snapped!
Chu Wujiang never knew what softness meant, and he slapped the kid hard on the butt.

Woo!
it hurts!

Fang Yiran clenched her teeth and her eyes became red.

Brother Chu, how can you hit people?
Snapped!
continue!

Chu Wujiang was not polite at all and kept hitting him one after another.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Chu Wujiang beat her severely, but the little girl had some backbone. She gritted her teeth and did not beg for mercy.

Her buttocks soon became swollen.

After all, Chu Wujiang came here to teach her a lesson.

As a result, when Chu Wujiang saw her face full of grievance and the look of wanting to cry but holding back, his tone couldn't help but soften.

"Okay, stop forcing yourself."

"Fang Fusheng's death may be related to his family."

"Cry if you want to."

Chu Wujiang activated his magical powers to help the little devil relax his tense nerves.

Fang Yiran's eyes turned red, as if the emotions she had been holding back for a long time suddenly burst out.

Grievances, anger, bitterness, and pain all poured out:

"Whoa-!"

She hugged Chu Wujiang's thighs and cried heart-wrenchingly, her tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string, the sound so loud that it seemed to shake the earth.

This is no false statement.

Fang Yiran has a voice like that of nature. Not only does her crying sound beautiful, it also triggers resonance.

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.

If Fang Yiran heard Brother Chu thinking this, she would definitely be angry.

Chu Wujiang rubbed the little ghost's messy hair, then took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the little ghost's tears.

"There are some things I know you can't say."

“There are some things I know but won’t tell you.”

"Just cry it out."

When Fang Yiran heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and her crying became a little weaker, but she still sobbed at Brother Chu.

Chu Wujiang comforted him:

"I know why you're crying."

"Now that things have come to this, we can only accept the reality and not think about giving up on ourselves."

"What good is death?"

Fang Yiran cried for a long time and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Chu, what should I do?"

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:

"I don't know. You choose."

When the little kid found out that his eldest brother killed his third brother, he suddenly lost his temper.

She cried not only because of Fang Fusheng's death, but also because of the collapse of her faith.

Confucianism attaches great importance to family ethics. As the saying goes, one should protect one's relatives.

Even if a family member has committed a crime, you should not report it.

There is a story in "Zuo Zhuan" called "Duke Zheng Defeats Duan in Yan".

His younger brother Gongshu Duan wanted to rebel and kill his brother, but was eventually dealt with by Duke Zheng.

Historians still ridicule him for not fulfilling his responsibilities as an elder brother.

Even if Fang Fusheng committed a heinous crime, Fang Xiaoran still couldn't kill him, otherwise it would be a stain that could not be washed away.

What should Fang Xiaoran do then?

According to Confucian thought, the only correct thing for Fang Xiaoran to do was to correct him.

What if it can’t be corrected?

Then you have to be responsible.

Of course, when Confucianism established this set of ethics, it was based on the family as the unit. Once it was expanded to the country, big problems would arise.

If family is everything, which is more important, family or country?

Your brother is a heinous criminal who commits adultery and robbery. Do you want to protect him?

When foreign enemies invade, should you protect your family or the king?

This is the origin of the dilemma of both loyalty and filial piety.

Of course, in Chu Wujiang’s previous life, the Confucian family found a solution.

That is--

Individuals are loyal to the king, but their families are loyal to the foreign enemy.

This is the combination of loyalty and filial piety.

No matter which side wins, there will be no liquidation.

It is obvious that Fang Yiran believes in the idea that family comes first.

Now that this concept has collapsed, how can she accept it?
Fang Yiran couldn't help but say:
"How about Brother Chu, you can be my brother."

"A real brother."

When Fang Yiran thought about the family fighting, she didn't want to go back.

But she couldn't betray her family, so she had this sudden idea.

Chu Wujiang laughed in silence and rubbed Fang Yiran's head:

"I am your brother now."

"But if the two families stand on opposite sides one day, it will only make you suffer."

Fang Yiran asked in confusion:
"Brother Chu, would you do this?"

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:
"Maybe, maybe not."

"There are only eternal interests in this temple, no eternal friends or enemies."

"Calm down."

"I can't make you that promise."

After Fang Yiran cried for a while, the idea of ​​self-harm faded. She thought of what she had done just now, her face flushed slightly, and she struggled to get up and said:

"Thank you, Brother Chu."

"Don't fight me anymore."

She now felt a burning pain in her buttocks.

Chu Wujiang laughed dumbly and said:

"Brother will help you with the treatment."

Fang Yiran covered her butt and was about to refuse when she saw Chu Wujiang summon a bright moon.

Silver Moon Magical Power!
The elegant silver light sprinkled on Fang Yiran's body, causing the wound on her buttocks to heal quickly and the pain was gone instantly.

Fang Yiran stared at Yin Yue blankly and couldn't help but say:

"So beautiful."

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:
"There are still many beautiful things in this world. You are still young and have endless possibilities. There is no need to commit suicide when you encounter setbacks."

Fang Yiran chuckled and said:

"Brother Chu, why are you acting like an old scholar?"

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but glare at the kid when he saw that he was now full of life again.

It seems that we need to hit it twice more.

Fang Yiran quickly covered her butt and backed away.

Chu Wujiang couldn't help laughing and said:

"Okay, I won't hit you anymore."

"Go back and reflect on this."

Fang Yiran hurriedly shook her head and said:
"Brother Chu, I won't go back." "I'm scared."

If the eldest brother can kill the third brother today, why won’t he kill himself tomorrow?

Fang Yiran's originally bad character was developed because she was spoiled in the prime minister's mansion. Like Fang Fusheng, she came here because of the favor.

Chu Wujiang touched Fang Yiran's head and said softly:

"Have you ever done anything really bad?"

Fang Yiran shook her head and said:
"No, no."

Chu Wujiang chuckled and said:

"Then don't be afraid."

"The Prime Minister and Fang Xiaoran both value family affection."

"They won't do anything to you."

If not for this, they would not have tolerated Fang Fusheng living until now. It was just that Fang Fusheng treated them as fools. When he practiced the magic martial arts, his flaws were discovered all at once.

Fang Yiran bit her lip and said unwillingly:

"Brother Chu, don't you want me?"

"Liu Xinqi followed you."

Chu Wujiang laughed dumbly and said:

"Who did you listen to?"

Fang Yiran said seriously:
"I can tell."

Fang Yiran is the disciple of Fengyu Tower Master. She is also responsible for the intelligence work of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if it is only part of it, it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

The emotions are real, and the proximity is real.

Would he continue to play the game of brother and play with her?
Chu Wujiang smiled and said:

"If you want to be my sister, I will be your brother."

"It's just something in the future, so I can't tell."

Fang Yiran said quickly:

"Brother Chu, I am happy to do so."

Chu Wujiang has great luck with women. He is a sincere person with a deep affection, so it is normal for girls to like him.

But Chu Wujiang touched the girl's head, pinched her cheeks and said:
"Then be a good person."

"Hand over the token."

Fang Yiran nodded and quickly handed over the token in her hand. It had the number 4444 written on it, which was really an auspicious number.

Chu Wujiang pondered and said:

"Then Yiran stay here for now. I will explore this small Xumi world."

Fang Yiran widened her eyes and said:

"But if you exceed the range of 300 miles, you will be judged as a failure."

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:

"I've been staying here, so how can I leave?"

Chu Wujiang immediately separated a demonic thought and transformed it into his own appearance.

Ever since Chu Wujiang's soul advanced to the Yang God, he could materialize his thoughts and use them to deceive others.

Fang Yiran was surprised:
"Brother Chu, is this the power of the spirit?"

Chu Wujiang announced to the public that he had advanced to the Yuanshen stage and used some secret techniques. He was not afraid of being known. He nodded with a smile and said:

"Correct."

Fang Yiran shouted quickly:

"Then I'll go with Brother Chu!"

"Maybe you can see a Buddhist holy place."

Chu Wujiang agreed:

"Okay, but you have to obey."

"If you don't obey, you will be spanked."

Fang Yiran thought of the pain just now and quickly took two steps back. This kid still remembered what it felt like to be beaten.

She nodded quickly and said:

"no problem."

Chu Wujiang left his spiritual thoughts behind, fooled the two people's tokens, raised a gust of wind, and flew into the air. The clouds under his feet were light and agile.

However, after breaking through the clouds, what appeared before the two was not the Buddhist holy land that Fang Yiran had imagined, but a desolate and barren scene.

The vast land is like dry yellow sand, with no grass growing on it. The exposed rock layers are full of cracks, like a torn painting.

The strong wind raged between heaven and earth, blowing up dust all over the sky and making low whimpering sounds, as if expressing the loneliness of the small Xumi world.

At first Chu Wujiang couldn't see the other people in the competition. It was only when he flew to an altitude of hundreds of thousands of meters and looked down at the earth that he could see everything.

He finally saw the wider area of ​​the Small Xumi Realm. The little people in that area were fighting fiercely, and occasionally smoke and dust would explode on the ground.

Chu Wujiang possesses the [Eye of Truth]. When he looks down from high above, his vision is more useful than that of a spy satellite.

Especially since there is nothing on this land.

There were only a few scattered warriors fighting, and he only had to aim at human activities and instantly locate the warriors competing in various places.

Chu Wujiang looked into the distance with interest and actually saw a few familiar figures.

Wang Ren faced off against Shinichi.

The battle between the two was the most eye-catching and caused the greatest damage.

With a casual strike, Wang Ren could easily cut off a small mountain, but Taoist Zhenyi was not afraid of any attack. He adopted a Tai Chi defensive posture and retreated while fighting.

If Wang Ren's sudden success is a stunning achievement, the longer he accumulates his strength, the greater the power.

Then this Taoist Master Zhenyi has some similarities.

The longer he defends, the stronger his defense becomes.

Tai Chi Taoism is said to be able to transform all offensive postures into defensive postures.

If he fails to defeat Shinichi with the first strike, his defense will continue to grow stronger, and he will eventually return the accumulated power to his opponent.

The Confucian school specifically asked Wang Ren to deal with him, and their intention was obvious.

However, the young Taoist priest was really angry and said:

"Wang Ren, stop looking down on others."

"When you face Chu Wujiang, you use all your strength, and when you face me, you deliberately feed me with your moves, right?"

He had been waiting for a long time, constantly accumulating Tai Chi defensive skills for the past month, just to receive Wang Ren's sword. However, Wang Ren did not use his full strength at all, and he hit the Tai Chi defensive skills with one sword after another, but to no avail.

Wang Ren laughed and said:
"That's so boring."

"To win, you must win with conviction."

"I will use my full strength, and I will ask you to use your full strength as well."

Wang Ren fed Zhenyi one move after another, letting him familiarize himself with his Yiming swordsmanship, and then they dueled at the peak moment.

Shinichi kept blocking Wang Ren's sword moves and couldn't help asking:

"Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the sect?"

Wang Ren smiled and said:

"As long as I complete the task, why should the academy interfere with me?"

"We are not puppets of the sect."

"Although I want to defeat you, I hope that both of us can transcend!"

The essence of the Young Heroes Conference is to give the world's heroes an opportunity to showcase themselves, compete with each other, and achieve transcendence.

Taoist Zhenyi's expression changed, and he said in a more steady tone:

"This poor Taoist is Zhenyi."

"Please advise."

Wang Ren nodded continuously and said:

"Although it's not as good as fighting a champion, you are qualified."

You really deserve a beating!
Veins popped up on Shinichi's forehead, but his Tai Chi defense became less impatient and more steady.

Oh, that's right.

The battle between the two could not be determined in a short time.

In addition, Di Guangzhu, Qin Yang, Huo Wenxuan, Di Ziling, Cui Weiyang, Hong Yanling, Huo Qiu Shui and others are also among them.

They are all at war.

Even if the opponent is weak, they are using fighting to adapt to the environment of the Small Xumi Realm rather than killing them with one blow.

Chu Wujiang opened his double pupils, trying to use this wonderful position to appreciate these more than 6,000 geniuses, encompassing the essence of martial arts from hundreds of states in the world, and helping them to advance their Zhenwu supernatural powers.

Fang Yiran stared at the vast land in a daze.

Compared with the vast universe, everything in this world is insignificant.

Her mind felt much more open.

If you are troubled by the mundane world, gazing at nature and the universe and realizing your own insignificance may help you overcome the difficulties.

"Brother Chu, is this really the secret place of Buddhism?"

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:
"Of course it's true. Xumi is the treasure mountain of Buddhism. Look, there is the largest mountain on this planet..."

Chu Wujiang was about to explain a few words, but suddenly changed his mind and whispered:
"Shh, keep your voice down!"

Chu Wujiang immediately activated the ability of [Dragon Concealment] to hide the two of them together.

next second.

An old Taoist priest appeared in the sky. He stared around and frowned:
"Strange, why does the old Taoist feel that there is someone here?"

"Amitabha!"

"How could there be someone here? Donor Qingxu is too cautious."

A monk also appeared beside the Taoist priest. The monk released his divine sense and searched the surroundings, but found nothing.

Fang Yiran clung tightly to Chu Wujiang's body, and the two of them first hid quietly in the Qiankun Gourd, and then Chu Wujiang used the power of space to isolate them.

Otherwise, the old monk would just scan the room and immediately expose the fact that the two people had violated the rules and were running around everywhere.

True Man Qingxu was the master's disciple. He said to the monk:

"Master Puhui, be careful and you will be safe forever."

"We are supervising this competition not only to give the talented people of the human race a chance to compete, but also to catch the bad apples hiding among them."

Zen Master Puhui nodded continuously and said:

"Master Qingxu, rest assured. Although there is no Saint Emperor formation here, it is naturally isolated from teleportation, sound, and even prayers."

"Those evil demons came here to cause trouble. They really came to the wrong place."

"The more they pray and position themselves, the more they will expose themselves, allowing us to catch them all in one fell swoop."

The Young Heroes Association brings together the game of forces from all sides.

The war between Taoism and Confucianism is going on, and the imperial court's campaign against the nine evil sects is also ongoing.

The two are not contradictory.

The Buddhist sect chose this place specifically because the Small Xumi Realm is a completely desolate place.

Even if you pray to the evil god here, he may not hear you.

Not to mention that the three holy places have made some preparations.

True Man Qingxu shook his head and said:
"Don't be careless."

"Master Mozhu has already made all the preparations, so I will try out his method."

When Master Qingxu closed his eyes, his mind and spirit suddenly split into four thoughts.

True Man Yangshen!

Chu Wujiang secretly watched Qingxu Zhenren's performance and his pupils shrank slightly.

The number of Yangshen Zhenren is far rarer than that of Yuanshen Zhenren.

Rarity is a powerful proof here.

Therefore, Yangshen Zhenren is, in most cases, stronger than Yijie Yuanshen.

Zhenren Qingxu is a rare Zhenren Yangshen. He separates his thoughts into individual ones and forms statues in the sky.

These statues are none other than Chu Wujiang's old friends.

They are respectively Demon Boxun, the Demon King, Yuanshi Tianmo, and the Evil Spirit Emperor.

next second.

True Man Qingxu said loudly:
"Mr. Mozhu, contestant No. 850 is praying to Mobosun, please register him."

"Master Puhui, contestant No. 3000 is praying to the Evil Emperor. We will secretly capture him later..."

The two shouted in unison:
"I will obey."

The three holy places deliberately chose this desolate planet and built an information-isolating formation in order to lure the enemy deep into the population and expose the nine evil demons hidden in the crowd.

A normal martial arts master, even a Yang God, cannot withstand the prayers of all living beings. He will be corrupted by these prayers, causing his soul to no longer be pure.

Are there other living people in the Small Xumi Realm?
No.

There were only 6,400 of them, and it was impossible for most of them to pray to the evil god, which was well within the tolerance of the Yangshen masters.

As the saying goes, the emperor is far away.

Buddhist masters have also explored the Small Xumi Realm and found no trace of the evil god.

Even though the evil gods are powerful, their divine consciousness has not yet reached the level of covering the entire universe and knowing the movements of every planet.

Therefore, Buddhism also used this as a base to explore the surrounding world.

Unfortunately, the Small Xumi Realm was very empty, and the warriors flew for too long and had no energy to replenish, so they almost couldn't come back.

And there was nothing around.

Whether it is Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism, their masters have all explored the secret realm.

However, most of the secret realms have little water and no vegetation, let alone natural treasures.

Compared to the threat of the evil god, the empty and lonely universe is more despairing.

Just like Chu Wujiang’s previous life, people are often afraid of the existence of aliens, but compared to aliens, the empty universe where they cannot communicate with each other may be the truth.

The human race's first calamity soul once wandered around, trying to find a new home to avoid the evil god, but has not succeeded so far.

An environment like the Small Xumi Realm is considered to be of high quality. Most secret realms are dangerous and will trap the exploring masters and kill them completely.

The exploration movement ended in failure.

Assuming that there are 10 trillion planets in the universe, the probability of finding a planet suitable for life every time we try to teleport through space is really too small.

Even if a thousand first-level souls were dispatched, they would still have to investigate until the end of the world, and there might even be a lot of casualties, such as accidentally being teleported into a black hole.

It is understandable that the evil god is not interested in this.

There were three Yangshen masters in charge of the competition. They used their divine power advantage and the small population advantage of the Small Xumi Realm to dig out those elite demons who were hiding deeply, one by one, registered them, and planned to settle the score with them later.

The plan seems to be going smoothly.

The conspiracy of the Nine Evil Paths was exposed too early. As long as the imperial court is prepared, their conspiracy will be difficult to realize.

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but think.

The three holy places dispatched experts to prepare the Small Xumi Realm.

Everything seemed foolproof.

Then I will concentrate on participating in the Young Heroes Conference. As long as the evil god doesn't take action, there is nothing to worry about.

Just as Chu Wujiang relaxed and was about to leave, Fang Yiran's voice came to his ears:
[Brother Chu, can I speak now? ]

Chu Wujiang nodded and said:

[It's okay, we'll go back soon. ]

Fang Yiran shook her head and said:
[I'm not talking about going back.]

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:

[What does Sister Yiran want to say? ]

Fang Yiran swallowed his saliva and said seriously:
【I want to be Brother Chu’s family. 】

Chu Wujiang controlled the Qiankun Gourd and quietly returned to the ground. He rubbed Fang Xiaogui's hair and said with a smile:
"When you are older, think about these things again."

"It's just a brat now."

Fang Yiran immediately said angrily:

"Brother Chu, I will grow up."

"Okay, wait until you grow up."

Chu Wujiang no longer bothered with the brat and simply crushed her token.

The first game is over.

Fang Yiran shouted happily:
"Brother Chu, wait for me."

Chu Wujiang knocked on the kid's head and said with a smile:
"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Anyway, Chu Wujiang is not afraid of waiting for time with others. By that time, he may have become a three-tribulation soul and become the top combat force of the human race.

Even if the Prime Minister's Office deliberately sent Fang Yiran to act as a spy, Chu Wujiang could just eat her up.

So Chu Wujiang didn’t care whether the other party was real or acting.

Just as he was saying goodbye to Fang Yiran, he suddenly heard the voice of Mo Lin Jushi:
[Champion Hou, can you speak further? ]

Could it be that this old fox has discovered something?

In the next sentence, Mr. Molin added:

[If I am not mistaken, this time the Taoist sect will definitely have the help of the Champion Marquis.]

(End of this chapter)