The narration system of Wuxia Journey

"You two boys, why don't you come and see your father!"

"Dad!"

"Du Fuwei!"

As soon as the words fell, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling turned around and ran away in tacit understanding. However, as soon as they turned around, they couldn't help but feel scared, because the father Du Fuwei they were forced to recognize was standing not far behind them.

Just when the two thought they were going to die, they showed a hint of surprise. They looked at Du Fuwei without the fear just now, but with a hint of gloating!

"You two boys, are you crazy when you see your father?" Du Fuwei frowned and said coldly.

Kou Zhong bumped Xu Ziling's shoulder and coughed, "I wonder what you want to talk to us about, old man? No matter what it is, please forgive me and Xiaoling for being unable to help!"

"Oh?" Du Fuwei raised his eyebrows and said strangely, "When did you two slippery boys become so bold! Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Kou Zhong smiled and said, "Ziling and I bet that you can't kill us, old man! Not only can you not kill us, but you will flee in panic."

Du Fuwei snorted disdainfully, and laughed angrily, "Very good! Very good! Now let me see how you are. Why did you let me flee in such a hurry? "

Xu Ziling pointed behind Du Fuwei and said, "Father, you might as well look behind you."

"Heh! It's this kind of trick again!"

Du Fuwei shook his head disdainfully and said, "Do you think this little trick will work? If I didn't cherish you two as talents, you wouldn't have escaped so easily last time."

Xu Ziling paused when he heard this and said helplessly, "But we really didn't lie this time. Father, you might as well take a look first."

Du Fuwei snorted coldly, and his right hand behind his back was retracted in his sleeve. He was ready to punch when he turned around.

"Good boy, you lied to me again!" Du Fuwei turned around suddenly, looking at the hall that was in full view, and couldn't help but said angrily.

"What!!!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other, looking at the hall behind Du Fuwei.

Kou Zhong pointed to a corner of the hall and said tremblingly: "Old...Dad, didn't you see it?"

Du Fuwei flicked his sleeves and frowned, saying: "Still playing this kind of trick, are you determined to exhaust my patience and then kill you personally?"

"Oh my God. Can martial arts be practiced to this extent?" Kou Zhong couldn't help but groan, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

Xu Ziling nodded and stared blankly behind Du Fuwei.

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Du Fuwei suppressed his anger and thought of the main business of his trip. He squinted his eyes and said forcefully: "I want to talk to you alone, Kou Zhong."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other, and they shook their heads at the same time.

Kou Zhong said: "For us at this moment, the safest place is actually by your side, Dad. I wonder what you want to say, Dad? I won't avoid Xiaoling."

"Oh?" Du Fuwei narrowed his eyes and locked the two of them with a breath of energy.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked behind him, and instead of retreating, they joined forces to unleash their Qi and tried to fight against Du Fuwei. For a moment, the two sides were evenly matched.

Du Fuwei's Qi was retracted as soon as it was touched, and he said disdainfully: "If I want, you two guys can't last more than fifteen rounds under my hands even if you join forces. Do you believe it?"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at Du Fuwei, who was calm and composed, and nodded repeatedly to show their conviction! They couldn't help but be convinced. The two of them had just used all their strength, but they could still feel Du Fuwei's endless Qi, which was definitely not something they could fight against.

"Forget it! In that case, I might as well say it directly. Kou Zhong, you can be willing to worship me as your father and change your surname to Du. If so, everything in the Jianghuai Army will be yours. I can also help you conquer the world and become the emperor."

Kou Zhong said in surprise: "You don't want to be the emperor?"

Xu Ziling looked at Du Fuwei and suddenly said: "No, he doesn't want to, there is no desire in his eyes."

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"But he probably can't be the emperor!"

A sigh sounded from the hall.

"Who?"

"Master Shi!"

Du Fuwei was startled, and the sleeve of his right hand behind his back was thrown, and the sleeve hit behind him like a giant siege cone, and at the same time, he suddenly rushed forward and shot to the outside of the hall.

Suddenly, Du Fuwei's eyes blurred, and the space in front of him was distorted layer by layer, looking at the visual sense that made people vomit blood. At the same time, a terrifying aura confused his five senses, and all his grasp of the outside world was lost.

"Heavenly Demonic Technique!"

Du Fuwei was startled and stopped trying to retreat. He swung his hands in his sleeves, like an eagle with its wings spread. His sleeves made a terrifying whistling sound, and his true energy hit his back like a cannonball.

At the same time, he abandoned his five senses and relied on the power of his mind.Du Fuwei's wrists, which were tucked into his sleeves, twitched, and two steel rings on his wrists whistled out, and then smashed into the hall.

After a series of attacks, the strange and distorted feeling in front of him finally dissipated. Du Fuwei closed his sleeves, and with the blessing of true energy, his sleeves were as indestructible as a copper wall and iron wall.

The next second, the steel rings that flew out flew back, obviously without any momentum, but extremely fast. Du Fuwei just flashed in front of his eyes and barely caught that ray of light.

Immediately, his sleeves opened, which was exactly what he was best at, the 'Universe in the Sleeves'. The sleeves were like an open black hole, allowing the ray of light to rush in.

But before he could be happy, he heard a sound of "clang". Du Fuwei's sleeves suddenly stretched open, and then exploded into pieces of rags flying in the wind. The fine steel rings on his wrists exploded one by one, and with a sound of "doo doo doo...", they were nailed to the pillars on both sides of the hall.

Du Fuwei snorted coldly, stepped back repeatedly, leaving a row of deep footprints on the ground, retreated nine steps, sat down on the chair behind him, and stopped when the huge force disappeared.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling watched the wonderful scene, but in fact, all these changes were completed in a flash.

Du Fuwei only felt that a stream of true energy was like a big hand pressing on his shoulders, so that he could only sit on the chair and could not get up; at the same time, the true energy supported him, preventing him from trying to leave the chair by falling. This feeling of repulsion between the upper and lower, the contradictory feeling made his true energy unable to respond at all.

"Why is that, Chief Steward Du? You should know that I have no intention of killing you at the moment."

A voice sounded faintly, and Du Fuwei raised his head with a flushed face, looking up at the position above, where a Taoist and a scholar were sitting and standing, just like ordinary people.

Kou Zhong groaned and said, "Dad, I really didn't lie to you!"

"Shi Long!!! Heavenly Demonic Method!! Who are you!!!" Du Fuwei said angrily.

Su Yuchen's eyes turned cold, and in an instant it seemed as if winter had descended on the hall. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling shuddered involuntarily, and Du Fuwei's heart was filled with ghosts, and the bone-chilling coldness rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Just because I am willing to give you a chance does not mean that you can provoke me recklessly. I don't mind killing you."

"No!"

"Master Shi, please show mercy!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stopped him in unison.