Returnee in Jianghu - C55

The bracelet in his hand was split into nine thin knives that looked like willow leaves. Chu Junran, who was originally a little curious about Feng Tian’s identity, stared at the nine thin knives that were pulled by the silver strings, “Nine Leaf Bracelet? No wonder Su Ziyue did not make things difficult for him. ”

Since her birthday was being disturbed, how could Su Ziyue give up on her pride and show mercy to a teenager?

An old friend is dead and untraceable.

“Is he Feng Nan’s disciple?” Gu Han looked at Chu Jungran, who declined to comment, “Su Ziyue has created her own sins, she will repay them herself. As for Feng Nan’s disciple, if he can’t take it anymore, junior brother will help her.”

Gu Han did not reply, agreeing to Chu Junran’s words.

“Senior apprentice-brother.” Xu Miao held a piece of cake in one hand and looked at Tang Ming. Seeing that his Master and Martial Uncle had not yet moved, Tang Ming pushed the osmanthus cake towards Xu Miao and said, “Eat slowly.”

“Hm!” Xu Miao nodded in relief. She followed Li Qianchen, who was sitting not too far away from Tang Ming. She couldn’t help but look back at the relaxed people of the Cloud Sky Sect and the nervous crowd.

Feng Tian was about to get close to Su Ziyue a few times, but he was stopped. However, because the disciples of the Pure Wind House had Su Ziyue’s order, they couldn’t do anything.

Feng Tian grabbed onto this weakness and several poisonous needles were thrown out. At this time, a sword cut all the needles in half.

Su Ziyue’s gaze turned serious, “Rong’er, what are you doing? Come back quickly.”

“Father.” Su Rong turned her head and looked at Su Ziyue in confusion.

“Sending yourself into a trap.” Feng Tian’s lightness technique suddenly went around the disciple who was blocking Feng Tian, and he fiercely grabbed onto Su Rong’s throat with one hand. The thick layer of powder covering her face gave Tang Ming a kind of inexplicable sense of familiarity.

“Let go of Rong’er!” Su Ziyue’s expression changed. Her jade-like hand turned into a claw as she charged towards Feng Tian.

Feng Tian dodged, but it was too late. The beads on his head fell to the ground.

“I heard that you treat your son very coldly and don’t even look at him a few times a month. I didn’t expect that you would be this nervous.” Feng Tian smiled as he looked at Su Rong, who was constantly resisting and blushing due to difficulty in her breathing. “What a surprise.”

“What you’re relying on is only the inner strength that Feng Nan passed on to you, but in this world, if you’re talking about inner strength, who can compare to me?” Su Ziyue picked a few leaves casually, “I’ll give you a chance, release Rong’er. Otherwise, don’t blame me …. Not giving face to people who have already died. ”

“You actually know that my master is dead.” Feng Tian looked at Su Ziyue mockingly. With a wave of his sleeve, he tossed Su Rong out, “Then do you remember why my master died, Young Noble Wushuang?”

“Cough, cough …” Su Rong rolled a few rounds on the ground, touching her neck and coughing.

“That is the most correct decision. Some things will definitely be sacrificed.” When Su Ziyue saw that Su Rong was fine, the leaf in her hand loosened.

“A hypocrite.” As soon as Feng Tian finished speaking, all nine sabers simultaneously flew towards Su Ziyue. Su Ziyue watched helplessly as the sabers flew towards him, not dodging at all.

“Sizzle…”

Nine wounds were cut open, especially on the back of his right hand. White bones could be seen, and bright red blood stained the pink peach blossoms on his sleeves.

Feng Tian’s movements paused, “Why aren’t you dodging?”

“Enough?” Su Ziyue looked at Feng Tian as if she was looking at a junior making a ruckus, and said calmly, “Evict.”

In almost an instant, countless disciples wearing the clothing of the Pure Wind House popped out from all over the place, their speed dazzling.

“Look, the Pure Wind House is huge, there’s no need for us to worry.” Chu Junran yawned and looked at the nine wounds on Su Ziyue’s body, “Feng Tian’s knife should have cut Su Ziyue’s neck. It’s not as good as mine, at least it stabbed into Su Ziyue’s heart.”

“Senior apprentice-brother had known that his heart had long since lost its life, but now he is dead.” Gu Han took a sip of tea and said, “Fifty steps and a hundred steps.”

Chu Junran did not say anything else.

Tang Ming was listening intently, so he didn’t notice that Xu Miao, who was originally sitting beside him, had run out.

“Ah!”

The shout attracted the attention of most of the people.

Xu Miao was holding a kitten in her arms as she looked at the incoming knife with a helpless expression on her face.

Tang Ming’s mind was blank for a moment. Even though Tang Ming’s brain had yet to react, his body moved a step first. He quickly pulled out the Brilliant Heart and with gorgeous movements, flew away.

Su Ziyue, who was planning to leave, and Chu Jungran, who was not planning to interfere, narrowed their eyes.

“How could this be? How did tomorrow learn this sword art?” Chu Junran clenched his fists as he glared at Tang Ming, who was carefully comforting Xu Miao who was crying loudly. His entire body was trembling.

“Senior Brother, calm down.” Gu Han looked at Chu Jungran and spoke in a low voice.

Chu Junwas extremely intelligent, and he was even more familiar with the < The Fleeting Sword Art > than anyone else. Even if Tang Ming had only used one move, Chu Juncould tell that Tang Ming had used some sort of sword technique.

Tang Ming had grown up just under Chu Junran’s nose. The only chance he had to come into contact with the “Fleeting Sword Art” was to go out and train himself.

It was just that at that time, Chu JunRan had been worrying about Tang Ming getting hit by a ray of luck. In the end, because he had to go to the Pure Wind House, he didn’t have the time to observe Tang Ming’s cultivation technique.

However, Tang Ming was also aware of the conditions for obtaining the Fleeting Sword Technique and instantly understood who was behind him.

“Junior brother, return to your sect and immediately issue an order.” Chu JunRan gritted his teeth and said, “Anyone who sees Yin Cheng will not rest until they die!”

“Senior apprentice-brother …” Gu Han had not seen Chu Junran so angry for a long time, so he could only lower his head and say, “Yes.”

Tang Ming did not know what Chu Junran was planning. He held Xu Miao in one hand and noticed that Chu Junran was looking at him with a complicated look in his eyes. Tang Ming asked, “Master?”

“Do you still remember me as your master?” Chu Junran sneered and left.

Those who were present looked at each other. They didn’t know what kind of crazy behavior Chu Tianjiao was getting.

Gu Han also looked at Tang Ming in disappointment, “Prepare your luggage, we’ll leave immediately.”

Although Tang Ming didn’t understand, he still didn’t refute, “Yes.”

On the other side, Su Ziyue also heard everything clearly. She sighed and instructed the disciples beside her, “Wait a moment, tell Ru Yue about what happened just now and the departure of the Cloud Sky Sect.”

“Yes.” The disciple lowered his head.

“Head senior brother, when you were saving Miao Miao Miao, Uncle’s expression didn’t look right.” Although Luo Ling was not good at observing words and expressions, he still reminded Tang Ming.

Tang Ming glanced at Luo Ling and nodded: “Understood.”