Zhou Xiaofei walked towards Zhou Rui, patted her shoulder and said, "Cousin, I don't think you're wasting your breath anymore. It's an honor for you to be able to say a word to you."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Rui looked at Zhou Xiaofei in confusion.
Zhou Xiaofei explained, "You don't know? His name is Zhou Fan, and he is the strongest among our younger generation."
Zhou Rui seemed to remember something and suddenly realized, "So you are Zhou Fan. No wonder you are so arrogant."
This week, Zhou Fan is an extra child of the Zhou family. He does not live in the Zhou family compound on weekdays and rarely has any contact with anyone from the Zhou family. This time, the Zhou family saw that he was outstanding in martial arts, so they tried their best to bring him to the Zhou family.
Family, participating in this competition in the name of the Zhou family's sect, the crowd will also be able to show off the Zhou family's style.
However, Zhou Fan has a weird temper and rarely communicates with others. No one practices martial arts except working. His life is extremely monotonous. No one knows what is going on in Zhou Fan's head. They just say that this person is young but has great martial arts skills.
Amazing. When someone came to challenge him, Zhou Fan would knock him to the ground in a few strokes. Over time, he became famous.
Zhou Rui continued to look at this person and said to Zhou Xiaofei: "Since our Zhou family has sent such a powerful person, it seems that this year's rankings will all depend on others."
Zhou Hao heard Zhou Rui's words from the side and came over and said: "Boy, don't forget what you promised in front of the elders. At that time, it was only a small matter to lose your father's face. It only ruined the Zhou family's reputation."
You have to pay with your head!"
Zhou Xiaofei looked at the two of them and said, "Oh, it seems I missed a good show."
In the hall, they were watching the good show put on by several children of the Zhou family, when Zhou Renjun opened the door and walked in.
There was a roar in the room, and Zhou Renjun said: "Quiet down, there are no rules at all!"
When everyone saw that Zhou Renjun had entered the room, they immediately stood on both sides of the hall in order, waiting for Zhou Renjun to ask questions.
Zhou Renjun sat high in the hall, looked at the seventeen people in the hall, stroked his beard, and said slowly: "As disciples of the Zhou family, you must respect each other and love each other. Everything is based on the honor of the Zhou family.
First of all, you must not be angry or reckless. Do you understand?"
Everyone said in unison: "Disciple understands."
Zhou Renjun continued: "In recruiting disciples this time, you must not only be successfully selected as disciples from the four major sects, but also come up with a good ranking so that everyone in the world can see the prestige of my Zhou family and promote the power of my Zhou family.
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Everyone said in unison: "Disciple, obey!"
Zhou Renjun nodded, glanced around the hall, his eyes fell on Zhou Hao, and asked: "Zhou Hao, how has your health been this month?"
Zhou Hao took a step forward and replied: "Reporting to the head of the family, it's nothing serious." As he spoke, he moved his right leg to show that the injury had healed.
Zhou Renjun saw that Zhou Hao's injury was no longer serious, and said happily: "Very good, as the eldest disciple of the Zhou family, you will be the leader of the disciple recruitment meeting this time. You must handle it well."
Zhou Hao smiled proudly, glanced at Zhou Rui, and said, "Thank you, Master, Zhou Hao will certainly live up to everyone's expectations."
Zhou Hao's proud look wanted to tell Zhou Rui that even if your father is the head of the family, my position among the younger generation in the family is unshakable. The next head of the family must be me.
Zhou Rui looked at Zhou Hao's proud look and felt funny in his heart. Zhou Rui, who had no intention of competing for the head of the family, saw Zhou Hao's funny scene and felt even more funny in his heart.
Zhou Renjun said again: "Okay, everyone, pack your bags and set off on time in half an hour!"
Zhou Rui returned to his room, carried Xiaolian's packed luggage on his back, and picked up the sword on the table. Looking at Xiaolian in front of him, he suddenly felt a feeling of reluctance in his heart.
Zhou Rui has never left the Zhou family's house since he was so old. Occasionally, he can go shopping on the street, which is considered as going out for him. This time he is going to the Dongjian Sect to participate in this conference, but he has 10,000 dissatisfactions in his heart.
willing to give up.
Xiaolian stood in front of Zhou Rui, arranging Zhou Rui's clothes, and said reluctantly: "Young master, you have to be careful in everything. You must not risk your life with others, otherwise... otherwise..." The words
Suddenly, two lines of crystal tears flowed from Xiaolian's face.
Zhou Rui held Xiaolian in his arms, touched Xiaolian's hair and said, "Don't worry, I will come back safely."
Xiaolian lay in Zhou Rui's arms, holding onto Zhou Rui's clothes tightly with both hands and unwilling to let go for a long time. The tears on her face had already wet Zhou Rui's chest.
After a long time, Xiaolian let go of Zhou Rui's clothes and whispered: "Young master, have a safe trip."
Just a few words, but the emotions in my heart were betrayed by my deep eyes. At this moment, you know what the two of them are thinking.
Zhou Rui once again gently hugged Xiaolian into his arms and whispered: "Wait for me to come back."
After speaking, Zhou Rui left the room without looking back, leaving Xiaolian crying alone in the room.
After half an hour, everyone had packed their clothes and were waiting in the courtyard. Zhou Hao looked at the sun in the sky and felt that the time was almost up. After counting the number of people, he loudly said: "The time has come, let's go!"
With an order, a team of seventeen people marched out of the Zhou family gate.