Dugujue is really happy. This kid is so awesome. The fifteen-year-old mid-level War Emperor is like a monster even in the sect outside the world. You must know that Wen Feng can rely on his own strength and another person to have no impact on his cultivation.
It is a very beneficial Panlong Lingxian fruit.
Wen Feng looked at the lower half of the Crazy Sword combat skill in his hand and wondered why Dugu Jue had the lower half of the Crazy Sword combat skill. That was the Wen family's combat skill.
"Why, it's strange why I have the Wen family's combat skills. To be precise, they are not the Wen family's combat skills, but the Dugu family's combat skills. It's just that the ancestors stipulated that the second half of the book is only for men. Now, it's easier for you.
This kid." Dugujue's last words were said in a joking tone, but anyone could see the loneliness in Dugujue's eyes.
Yes, it doesn’t matter if you are powerful and powerful, and it doesn’t matter if you are the enemy of the world. You can sell family affection for power and strength, but power and strength will never exchange for family affection. After more than twenty years of lonely life, Dugu is absolutely
This hard-won relative is extremely valued, and can even be said to be extremely cherished.
"Uncle, don't be too sad. I think no one except the enemy wants you to be depressed all the time." Wen Feng knew that when one's cultivation reaches a certain height, changes in mentality may even directly affect one's strength. Wen Feng didn't want this senior he just recognized.
Killed by enemies.
"Don't worry, if I was so easily influenced, I wouldn't be the Juehu Emperor Dugujue, haha." Seeing Wen Feng's worried look, Dugujue's aura changed, and he became the Juehu Emperor that no one dared to look at directly.
The War Emperor laughed loudly.
Seeing Dugujue's current state, Wen Feng couldn't help but admire the difference between himself and Dugujue. He was just doing what he wanted. He didn't know how much higher the so-called happiness and anger were.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You can stay here first, and all the colorful colors will come back in a few days." After saying that, he took a look at the crazy sword fighting skills in Wen Feng's hands, and then said, "It seems that you are so skilled."
Your master is much superior to me, so I won’t guide you in your cultivation, so as not to mislead others.”
After saying that, Wen Feng was stunned and walked away directly.[
Wen Feng wanted to say, no matter the price, you should guide me to practice for a few days. You must know that I really don’t know much about combat skills. I only relied on my own control of internal power to practice combat skills. But the one who has his own
With the cheap master here, others really don't dare to guide me casually. In the previous life, stealing a master was regarded as a taboo in the world, but in Panlong Continent, teaching other apprentices is regarded as a taboo in the world, because this is a world where strength is paramount, and a place where teachers are respected.
A good apprentice can make a school or a family prosperous for ten years, decades or even a hundred years.
Just when Wen Feng was thinking about this, the middle-aged man in blue who had never appeared appeared. No, it should be Xiao Lan who came over and said respectfully: "Master, please come here."
Xiao Lan took Wen Feng to a very unique courtyard, with rockeries, small bridges, running water, green trees, and red flowers. But it gave people a delicate and soft feeling, like a woman's residence.
"Whose room was here before?" Wen Feng asked Xiao Lan.
"No one has ever lived here. The owner built it according to the lady's previous residence." Xiao Lan still maintained that respect, but there was a little more doting in her eyes.
There is a situation. Could it be that Xiao Lan has feelings for that young lady? Everyone has a gossip in their mind. Wen Feng couldn't help but ask: "Miss? Who?"
Looking at Wen Feng's lewd face, Xiao Lan felt depressed. After traveling together for a few days, Xiao Lan knew that the young master in front of her was sometimes frivolous, sometimes deep, sometimes low-key, sometimes arrogant, sometimes sad, and sometimes funny.
, sometimes in other words, he is a madman, an elusive and powerful genius and a perverted madman. I didn’t expect that such a madman would still gossip like this.
Looking at Wen Feng helplessly, Xiao Lan said: "The young lady is the daughter of the young master's daughter. She was the master's favorite little princess. She was only six years old when she was killed, but she was lively and cute. Everyone in the village liked her, but later..."
I have passed away. It seems that I and he are impure and have misunderstood. It turns out that it is the doting of the elders on the younger ones.
Seeing Wen Feng's expression, Xiaolan, who was new to the world, also knew what Wen Feng was thinking. She glared at Wen Feng fiercely and then said respectfully: "Young Master, please rest first. I'm right next door. If you need anything, just ask him."
Just call me."
Looking at Xiao Lan's leaving figure, Wen Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and thought of something randomly. Xiao Lan once said that the prince of the Southern Qin Empire killed his young master, and Dugu Jue killed him at the Southern Qin Palace, thus making Dugu Jue.
Jue has the title of Juehu War Emperor. It seems that it was the prince of the Southern Qin Empire who destroyed Dugu Jue's entire family, and Dugu Jue went to the Southern Qin Palace in anger.
Think about it, no matter who sees his whole family being killed, he will think of revenge, let alone the extremely powerful Dugujue. It seems that rumors are not trustworthy, gossip is not trustworthy, paparazzi's words are not trustworthy, hype is not trustworthy, and other people's words are not trustworthy.
It’s unbelievable. I’m going too far. In the eyes of the world, the Wenqing War Emperor Su Yayan, who is almost a saint, also sent someone to be Dugujue’s disciple. You must know that the high-level disciple of the War Emperor is not something that can be done casually. God knows Wenqing Zhan
How much energy did Huang Su Yayan spend on this matter?
When Wen Feng was free, he took out the second half of the Crazy Sword combat technique and read it. This was a combat technique that could be practiced to the middle level of the War Emperor. They were all large-scale killing moves. They were very demanding on the body and were impossible.
Get it done in one fell swoop.
The night was very quiet. Wen Feng, who knew the fighting skills by heart, slowly walked out of the small courtyard, took out the wine bottle, and drank alone. He saw another lonely figure in front of him, the Juehu War Emperor Dugujue, the aloof one.
Transcendent existence.
Wen Feng suddenly felt that Dugujue was very similar to himself. They were both so lonely, so independent. Wen Feng walked over, took out another bottle of wine and handed it over, and at the same time he took another deep sip.
What are you thinking about?"[
"Missing the past." He took a deep breath, but in one sentence he expressed the frustration and pain in his heart.
"Ahem." Wen Feng sighed and took a heavy sip.
"Why are you so sentimental at such a young age?" Dugujue glanced at Wen Feng and asked calmly.
"Sometimes I feel that I am really similar to you. I have no friends, no confidants, and I don't know who I can trust. Otherwise, I will die inexplicably when. Sometimes I feel like I am the only one in the world.
"Then Wen Feng told Dugujue his experiences since time travel. This was also the first time that Wen Feng revealed everything about himself to others, except that he was not a tragic man at all.
After listening to Wen Feng's narration, Dugujue just smiled lightly and said: "Er Niang and Shen Yi, that little girl Feng'er can conditionally believe it." At this point, Dugujue hesitated to speak, and finally raised his head and took a sip.
He drank wine and sighed deeply, but said nothing more.
"How do you, old man, know? Have you checked the people in Wenfu?" Wenfu really said, how could this old guy talk like this and hold on to Wenfu.
"You will know this later." Dugujue seemed to have something to hide. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not explain the reason.
This old guy only half-talked about the things he cared about the most, which must have been intentional, but Wen Feng had no way to do anything about it. He couldn't convince others or defeat them, so what else could he do.
But, as for Uncle Rong, why can only Erniang and Shen Yi believe it? If Uncle Rong couldn't believe it, then the Wen family would have ceased to exist long ago. What the hell is going on? The old guy didn't mean to play tricks on me.
The extremely depressed Wen Feng shook the wine bottle in his hand and turned back to his small courtyard.
Dugujue really did what he said. In three days, he did not give any suggestions to Wenfeng's practice. He just looked at the diligent Wenfeng and felt very relieved. Too many geniuses were killed by the praise of the world.
Underneath, it was obvious from Wen Feng's posture that he was not evil enough.
Three days later, Qicai gathered in Tianjue Manor. They were seven middle-aged men. They were all distinctive. The color of their clothes was their names, and their expressions were impressive after one glance, because they were not poker cards.
His face was just like a zombie face. In short, there was no expression other than respect for this desperate war emperor. It was even worse than the indifferent Nangong Xue.
When Dugujue asked them to obey Wen Feng's orders, the seven of them still bowed in agreement with expressions on their faces, without any resistance or doubt.
Seeing the reactions of the seven people, Dugujue nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Wen Feng is my little nephew. You all know this. His current cultivation level is the intermediate level of the War Emperor. The fifteen-year-old Intermediate Level of the War Emperor
You should know what this means, I don’t need to say more.”
After listening to Dugujue's introduction, the seven people's faces finally showed the expected changes, and they were surprised. The fifteen-year-old War Emperor, and the mid-level War Emperor, of course they knew what this meant, that is, they would be the worst in the future.
If the War Emperor was a high-ranking one, or even higher, maybe they would have just obeyed Wen Feng's orders, but that was just because Wen Feng was his master's nephew, and what he really followed was only his master's orders, but
Now the seven people have different feelings in their hearts. Maybe by giving this little master a hand, he can deal with the next thing without any worries.
Dugujue watched the seven of them grow up with his own eyes. Dugujue naturally knew the reason why the seven of them thought of it, but Dugujue secretly said in his heart: If I really go back, I will treat it as the last gift to Feng'er.
A gift.
"Feng'er, take Qicai back to the capital tomorrow. Remember to be careful. Just ask Xiao Lan who specifically wants you to die." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the backyard. That person is absolutely not allowed.
Anyone who enters the restricted area, even if Wen Feng leaves, Dugujue does not appear. No one would have thought that the meeting again after this separation would be ten years later. By that time, Wen Feng was already a public enemy, but this uncle
The master still stood beside Wen Feng without hesitation.
After Dugujue left, the seven of them still stood there quietly, their faces restored to their previous expressions, staring straight at Wen Feng. No one spoke, but the meaning was clear: what are the instructions of the young master.
Wen Feng sighed and said, "I will call you uncles from now on. Please introduce yourselves."
After hearing Wen Feng's words, the seven of them did not hesitate about what Wen Feng called them. The middle-aged man in red took a step forward, bowed and said: "Dugu Hong."
Then there is "Dugu Orange."
"Dugu Huang."
Hearing Wen Feng break into a cold sweat, he thought to himself, uncles, let me introduce you to each other. You should at least talk about your respective cultivation and strengths. What does this mean? I know your names by looking at your clothes.
Wen Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said: "From now on, everyone will still be busy with their previous affairs. Uncle Lan will stay with me. If anything happens, I will let Uncle Lan inform everyone."
The seven people nodded in agreement and then left separately. Only Uncle Lan obeyed the order and stayed.
Wen Feng only got it from Uncle Lan. These seven people all have good strength. Dugu Hong and Dugu Cheng have the strength of the mid-level War Emperor. Dugu Huang and Dugu Green have the strength of the low-level War Emperor. The rest
The three of them are all high-level War Emperors. The only reason why their strength and color rankings are the same is because Dugu Jue named the seven of them not according to their age, but according to their respective potentials. It has to be said that the old guy has a vicious vision.
Until Wen Feng and Uncle Lan left, he did not see Dugujue again, and Wen Feng felt inexplicably disappointed.