Inside Baihua Pavilion, there is a stone pavilion by the lake.

Weeping willows sway all around, and birds chirp and insects chirp.

Chu Batian was sitting on the stone bench, his eyes were deep and distant, as if he was thinking about something.

Qin Yuenan poured a cup of tea for Chu Batian, sat down slowly, and asked softly:

"Brother Tian, ​​are you really ready to tell Yun'er everything?"

Chu Batian said: "Well, now that brat has grown up, it's time to go to that place..."

Qin Yuenan said with a worried look: "If it comes time to start a war with the three ancient families, are you sure?"

Chu Batian was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I spent all my efforts secretly establishing the Martial Arts Alliance, Tianqiong, training the Black Shadow Guards, and laying out the layout for more than 20 years, just for that day."

"However, to be honest, I am not completely sure. Although I have trained so many people, the three major families all have old monsters who have lived for nearly a thousand years!"

As an ancient family, each one has a strong foundation.

And every family has an old monster sitting in charge, which has allowed it to develop and not decline to this day.

Hearing this, Qin Yuenan's pretty face showed a deep look of worry:

"If it comes to a desperate situation, I will definitely accompany you to death."

After saying this, she lowered her head and drank tea quietly.

However, there were tears falling from the corners of her eyes...

"Okay, Yue Nan, don't be so sad."

Chu Batian raised his hand and caressed her beautiful face, and comforted her with a gentle tone: "Don't worry, even if there is a fight, we may not have no chance of winning."

Qin Yuenan nodded slightly, but it was hard to speak in her heart.

Is it really worth it for Chu Batian to do so much for the Chu family?

The seemingly free and easy man in front of me was actually burdened with a lot of pressure and pain.

His shoulders are too heavy!

…

On the other side, the inner city of Tianwu Mountain.

Shangguan Xianyao had already brought Chu Yun to a restaurant with retro architecture.

Chu Yun was dragged by Shangguan Xianyao all the way. He wanted to break away, but seeing her enthusiasm, he didn't think much about it.

After all, she is Qingwan's cousin, maybe it's because of Qingwan that she is so enthusiastic.

In the private room on the second floor, several young men and women in luxurious clothes were gathering at the moment.

When they saw Chu Yun walking in, everyone's eyes turned towards him with different expressions.

"Isn't that Shangguan Xianyao? Did I read that correctly? He actually held a man's hand?"

"Didn't this arrogant Shangguan lady keep saying that she wanted to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts and would never be tempted by a man?"

"But who is that person? Why have I never seen him? Is there such a person among our younger generation?"

But while everyone was discussing, a young man next to him had a pale face and clenched his fists.

This man's name is Leng Yijun, he is Shangguan Xianyao's suitor, and he is also the young master of the ancient Leng family.

Leng Yijun is the most talented formation genius among the younger generation of the Leng family. He is proficient in all kinds of formations and can even surpass the enemy's level.

At this moment, when he saw this scene, he stood up angrily, pointed at Shangguan Xianyao and angrily said:

"Shangguan Xianyao, is this why you keep rejecting me?"

"Leng Yijun?" Shangguan Xianyao looked at Leng Yijun and frowned.

I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, I would meet this annoying guy pursuing her here.

Apart from Chu Yang, Leng Yijun is the craziest.

No matter how many times he refused, he would always shamelessly pester Shangguan Xianyao, and this Leng Yijun would always do some very disgusting things in private.

Leng Yijun gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Yun, and said coldly: "He has a good face, no wonder he can seduce the arrogant Miss Shangguan."

Chu Yun immediately looked confused.

Please, I'm innocent, okay?

For a moment, all the guests in the restaurant lobby and the private room upstairs looked over, looking like they were watching a show.

"Isn't that the guy who stole something from Chu Bei earlier?"

"I just offended Chu Bei, and now I've offended Leng Yijun again. Now we're going to have another good show."

Someone recognized Chu Yun and said with a smile.

The people behind Chu Yun also shook their heads secretly, thinking that wherever Chu Yun goes, there will be trouble.

"Leng Yijun, are you annoyed? What does it have to do with you what I want to do?"

Shangguan Xianyao didn't give Leng Yijun a good look at all.

Chu Yun's forehead suddenly darkened, and he thought to himself: "You bastard, you should explain it to me!"

Suddenly, Chu Yun thought of something and looked stunned.

"I just said why she was so enthusiastic and held my hand all the way. It turns out... she was using me as a shield."

"Chu Yun, it's not what you think. I didn't..."

Shangguan Xianyao noticed the change in Chu Yun's expression and quickly explained.

However, before she finished speaking, Chu Yun freed his hand and smiled calmly: "No need to explain, I understand."

"Since you are Qingwan's cousin, I will help you with this."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xianyao was stunned.

It’s over. This guy really misunderstood me and used him as a shield. Will he hate me in the future?

At this moment, Chu Yun took a step forward and looked at Leng Yijun with a sarcastic face:

"Young Master Leng, right? It turns out you are the annoying fly Xianyao told me about. Please stay away from her in the future."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xianyao's face turned red because Chu Yun had just called her Xianyao.

Leng Yijun's face turned red with anger, and he stared at Chu Yun with a pair of gloomy eyes: "Boy, who are you calling a fly?"

"Who else could it be besides you?" Chu Yun shrugged.

"court death!"

Leng Yijun was furious, jumped down from the second floor, raised his hand and blasted towards Chu Yun.

This palm carries the power of thunder, showing Leng Yijun's powerful strength.

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and waved his hand casually, sending Leng Yijun flying away.

With a bang, Leng Yijun fell several feet away, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

quiet--

The whole restaurant fell silent for an instant.

Everyone looked at Chu Yun in astonishment.

You must know that Leng Yijun just broke through to the middle stage of foundation building not long ago, and he is also proficient in formations. Although his cultivation is not completely stable, it is not easy to instantly kill an early stage foundation building player.

But he was defeated by this man with one move. How is this possible?

Especially Leng Yijun's face was full of sluggishness and shock.

I am actually no match for this guy!

Not only that, the internal organs in his body started churning violently and almost collapsed.

"You...you are not in the early stage of foundation building!"

Leng Yijun turned pale in shock and looked at Chu Yun with a shocked expression.

Chu Yun just sneered and did not answer, but continued to mock:

"You can't even beat me, so what qualifications do you have to like Xianyao? Go back and wash up and sleep. A toad can't eat swan meat."

"You...poof!" Leng Yijun was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He roared angrily, and immediately condensed the magic formula with his hands. Then, a huge magic circle centered on him, quickly spread out, and headed straight for Chu Yun.

As soon as the magic circle was formed, the surrounding air seemed to condense, and a biting chill came from all directions.

A huge Buddha's hand was suspended behind him, like Mount Tai suppressing it.

Moreover, with the blessing of the formation, Leng Yijun's strength was instantly enhanced.

At this moment, he had absolute confidence that Chu Yun would definitely die.
To be continued...