"Wei Long, Mr. Wei, he can actually come here. Sister Rongrong, isn't he here for you?" Shui Xia said in surprise.
"If it's not a coincidence, then Mr. Wei has his own intentions. Sister Rongrong, it seems that he is very interested in you, the most beautiful woman in Wuling." Ming He covered his mouth and said with a smile.
Su Rongrong's face turned dark: "Shut up!"
Seeing the man in brocade clothes approaching, Wei Chong hurriedly greeted him: "Brother, is it Wei Hong who sent you a message asking you to come here? How can you have time to come here in person if you are so busy?"
His expression was respectful, and his words were even more cautious. He was not even a little bit arrogant before. It was obvious that he was in awe of this elder brother.
Wei Hong was in a daze. Seeing that he had just violated the law, in desperation, he crushed the Wei family's messenger jade talisman, briefly explained the situation, and informed his family that he had lost the Yueling Shuiyuan stone marrow.
Now the fire can no longer be contained, and Wei Chong already knows it, so he can't hide it, so he might as well admit his fault proactively and maybe get leniency.
I just didn't expect that the family would respond very quickly. As one of the most important figures in the Wei family, Wei Long, the eldest brother of the third generation, actually came to deal with it in person. Is this matter so important that even the ancestors know about it?
He was confused and trembling, so he and his cousin hurriedly came forward to greet him.
Wei Long had a faint smile on his face, did not speak, and just nodded noncommittally.
He glanced at everyone present one by one, his eyes were not sharp, but everyone he saw lowered their heads involuntarily and did not dare to look at him.
"My brother has been wronged, how could I not come? Besides, although this bottle of diluted Yuanshi Marrow is nothing, it is also a precious thing. It cannot be lost without knowing it. It must be lost without knowing it.
Ask clearly and give an explanation to the ancestor."
Wei Long spoke slowly and calmly, as if he was speaking to Wei Chong and Wei Hong, as if he was targeting someone, and as if he was speaking to everyone.
At this time, his eyes just happened to glance at Xia Chen. Xia Chen naturally would not look at him provocatively. He exposed his true cultivation level and quickly lowered his head.
Suddenly, a cold feeling came, and Xia Chen's heart shrank violently, as if he was trapped in an ice cave. He felt like a weak animal was in danger in front of a powerful natural enemy. His mind felt like it was stabbed hard.
If a thorn enters, it seems to burst.
He gritted his teeth and held back tightly, so that he didn't scream. However, his body couldn't help but tremble violently.
Su Rongrong's expression changed.
Wei Long let out a light sigh and looked at Xia Chen, slightly surprised.
He had just secretly used some means to stimulate him with his spiritual thoughts. His original intention was to make the young man jump and cry out in pain, making him embarrassed in public. However, he did not expect that Xia Chen could hold back, which quite surprised him.
But since it didn't succeed, it's hard to use secret tricks again. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for a dignified monk with the sixth level of supernatural powers to secretly use small means to manipulate a junior with the second level of supernatural powers.
When Wei Chong saw this, he felt great and said respectfully: "My grievances are not grievances, but that bottle of Yuan Stone Essence is quite important. It was given to... Since eldest brother is here, naturally everything is decided by you."
Wei Long said calmly, "Although Yuan Stone Marrow is important, it is a dead thing after all. How can it be compared to a living person? It is a trivial matter for others to be wronged, but it is a big deal for members of my Wei family to be wronged."
He finally turned his eyes to Su Rongrong, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "Rongrong, do you think so?"
Su Rongrong looked at him calmly, and after a while she said: "Mr. Wei, I prefer you to call me Miss Su. Moreover, I don't like some little tricks, and I don't like people who protect their shortcomings."
This meant something, and it was said in an unceremonious manner, but Wei Long didn't feel embarrassed at all, and his gentle smile only grew brighter: "Okay, whatever you say is what it is. If you offend Miss Su, just follow me."
If Wei Long can’t live with him, even I can’t live with myself.”
Su Rongrong frowned and said nothing.
She has a special status, and is beautiful and charming. Naturally, she has countless suitors. Among them, the best and most powerful one is Wei Long, the eldest son of the third generation of the Wei family.
But what annoyed her the most was the eldest son of the Wei family, and in her boredom, there was also a hint of fear.
Although Wei Long was extremely kind to her, he obeyed her every word, never stalked her, said sweet words that were not nutritious, and was very measured in his advances and retreats.
Even Su Rongrong's father is very satisfied with Wei Long. He is so young and has such strong cultivation. Where can he find such a talented young man?
But for some reason, Su Rongrong just felt that Wei Long was a bit scary and had an indescribable feeling, so she was always very resistant. Moreover, she really didn't feel the slightest bit towards Wei Long.
Wei Long is neither angry nor sullen, he is very patient, but always appears at the right time, says the right words, and does the right things.
Even Su Rongrong had to admit that the eldest son of the Wei family was indeed too outstanding.
Or maybe she thinks he is scary, just because Wei Long is too strong, which makes even the sweet girl of heaven feel suffocated, so she instinctively wants to stay away from Wei Long.
Wei Long looked at her with only admiration and no displeasure in his eyes, but deep in his pupils, there was an unfathomable and inexplicable meaning.
After a while, he turned to Xia Chen and said, "Hand over the Yuanshi Marrow."
This sentence was said naturally, just like an emperor ordering his ministers.
Others didn't feel anything, they were just stunned.
But Xia Chen's vision went dark, as if a mountain was pressing down heavily on his face. He felt like he was suffocating. Even his breathing was not smooth, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
He couldn't help being shocked and angry, knowing that Wei Long was secretly exerting pressure.
Just now, Wei Long had made a small plot against him, and now he was further threatening him, but he didn't reveal anything on the surface, so his tactics were quite effective.
Although this pressure is not impossible to withstand, if you resist, your true cultivation level will definitely be exposed. Is it possible to have a battle with the boss of the Wei family here?
Xia Chen's mind was racing, but he secretly shook his head.
Wei Long's sixth level of magical power cultivation is so tyrannical that even if he really fights, he may not be his opponent.
What's more, if he exerts his cultivation with all his strength, Zuo Juwei is very likely to sense his true state through the spiritual brand. If it is discovered that he has his own consciousness and breaks the seal, it will be terrible. It is too risky.
At this time, he kept retreating under Wei Long's pressure, and his face turned pale.
When everyone saw this, their expressions changed, and many people even shouted directly: "Why do you rely on force?"
Although Wei Long is a top monk at the sixth level of supernatural power, Wuling's rules are there and no one will be too afraid.
Wei Long opened his eyes wide and smiled gently: "Why am I bullying others? I just asked Daoist Chen to hand over the Yuan Shimui. Did I do anything? The Yuan Shimui is still in Chen Daoyou's hands. He
If you want to make friends, you can make friends; if you don’t want to make friends, you can’t make friends, don’t you think? Chen Daoyou.”
When he spoke the last few words, there was nothing unusual about his tone.
But to Xia Chen's ears, it sounded like thunder from the sky, rolling down and hitting his chest like a hammer.
He couldn't protect his body with all his strength, so he could only fight hard. His face suddenly turned pale, and a fishy-sweet feeling rose from his throat, turning into hot blood and about to spurt out.
The expressions of the three Su Rongrong girls also changed.
Xia Chen gritted his teeth and forcibly swallowed the blood. He suddenly showed a serious smile and said, "Master Wei is right. I can hand it over if I want to. If I don't want to hand it over, I won't. I have already planned to hand over this bottle of Yuan Stone Marrow."
Okay, take it back and feed it to the dog to see if you can turn it into a sixth-level magical monk."
Everyone burst into laughter. Seeing that he was forced to this point by Wei Long's power and dared to be so forceful and sarcastic, they couldn't help but secretly praise him.
Wei Chong couldn't help but said angrily: "You dare to mock my elder brother, you must be impatient with your life."
Wei Long's face did not change, his gentle smile was still full, and he did not seem to feel angry at all: "Daoyou Chen seems to be very angry, why do you have to say negative things... The so-called ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of the crime, with your cultivation
Because of status, you are not worthy of the Essence Stone Marrow. Taking it by force will only lead to death. I am doing this for your own good."
He laughed, and the laughter pierced through the clouds and cracked the fabric, making a loud sound. It only shocked Xia Chen to retreat repeatedly, his face turned gloomy, and he seemed to be about to collapse.
Su Rongrong could no longer hold back and stopped in front of Xia Chen to block this unparalleled power and shouted: "Wei Long, that's enough! He is just a casual cultivator with the second level of magical power. You are the eldest son of the Wei family, why bother doing this?"
Bully him."
Seeing her taking the initiative to protect Xia Chen, Wei Long's gentle smile suddenly became a bit colder, and he said slowly: "Miss Su, we have known each other for a long time. You should understand in your heart how I treat you, but for this
I just met a young casual cultivator, and you actually accused me of bullying him?"
Su Rongrong frowned and said: "Wei Long, this is not a matter of blaming or not. I help with affairs, not marriage. You can't break Wuling's rules. What's more, you are a sixth-level magical monk. How can you put pressure on a junior? You
Just think of it as giving me face and letting Chen Xia go."
Wei Long looked at her and said calmly: "Are you begging me? If you beg me, I will let him go. If not, I won't let him go."
Su Rongrong's expression changed. She stood up to speak for Xia Chen out of indignation. She was already dissatisfied with Wei Long's strength, so how could she plead?
But Wei Long's words pushed her to the edge of the cliff. Admitting that it was not a plea gave Wei Long an excuse to continue to threaten Xia Chen. Admitting that it was, was not what she wanted.
In desperation, he said: "Chen Xia is my student. If you treat him like this, I, as a teacher, will certainly not look at you. You are invincible and I am not your opponent, but no matter what you want to do, come after me.
Don't point it at him."
Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but suddenly realized that no wonder this beautiful girl kept speaking for Chen Xia. It turned out that she was Wu Ling's teacher, and they couldn't help but be in awe.
Wuling is a holy place for spiritual practice, so even the monks in Wuling have a certain aura.
Wei Chong's expression changed, and anger flashed across his face. He was originally wondering why Su Rongrong stood up for Xia Chen, but they knew each other.
Wei Long was startled for a moment, frowned and said, "Your student? It's half a month before the freshman exam. Where did you come from? If they are from previous years, why haven't I seen them before?"