Who would have thought that Gu Fenghua would give her a chance to challenge again.
The history of Wuji holy days is ten thousand years, and the strong are emerging one after another. But who has such confidence and such mind except the three holy kings and 18 Royal envoys? Even some monarchs and envoys don't necessarily have her confidence and pride.
Looking at Gu Fenghua's soft and beautiful posture, even those who stand on the wall feel that they can only look up to him. It seems that the figure has turned into a towering mountain, which can't be climbed or crossed.
The figure, also branded in the depths of their hearts, will never be forgotten.
"Miss Gu, I've ordered people to prepare the banquet. If you don't want to give up, please come back with me." As soon as Gu Fenghua entered the city and avoided Zhong Lingxiu's sight, Sima Jingnan quickly welcomed him and said to Gu Fenghua.
Before that, because of Zhu Sifang's importance, although he did not despise Gu Fenghua and others, he was also calm and unassuming. At this time, his face was obviously a bit respectful.
At such a young age, the seventh grade of emperor Sheng still has a fighting power far beyond cultivation. God knows how strong Gu Fenghua will be in the future. He can't be respectful. If it wasn't for the fear of offending Zhong Lingxiu, he would have come up long ago, even now.
Gu Fenghua was a little surprised. Sima batian was scared to run away and lost his face in public. He would become a laughing stock of LINGJI. Sima Jingtian didn't keep away from himself. He even dared to invite himself back to his house. Wouldn't he be afraid of being hated by Sima batian?
"Then I will disturb the Lord of the city." There are so many outsiders present, Gu Fenghua not much to ask, more difficult to refuse, politely said.
It was not until Gu Fenghua, accompanied by Zhu Sifang and Sima Jingnan, went to the city Lord's mansion that the others dispersed.
Only Zhong Lingxiu, Zhong Lingjun and Fu Qingjiang are left in the lonely ancient city and desolate plain.
Zhong Lingxiu did not leave, but watched Gu Fenghua's figure disappear. Then he sat down, closed his eyes and fell into meditation. Zhong Lingjun wanted to leave this right and wrong place immediately. Seeing this, he could only stay and stand beside her.
On the boat, Zhu Tongguang looks at Zhong Lingxiu for a long time.
"I didn't expect that there should be such a heroic man in the world!" For a long time, Zhu Tongguang said with emotion that his eyes were full of yearning.
The distance is far away, and the array boundary on the Duyun flying boat is not completely closed. He is in the room, and he doesn't hear Zhong Lingjun's heartbreaking cry.
"Yes, I've never seen it either." Noticing the strange color in his eyes, the maid behind him felt cold all over, and a layer of goose bumps floated up in an instant, but she still hardened her head and echoed.
"Look at his injury. You can send me some healing pills." Zhu Tongguang took out a few bottles of Shengdan and said.
"It's not very good. This man has such accomplishments when he is young. He should have an extraordinary origin. It's too abrupt to give Dan rashly. I'm afraid it will upset him." The maid cautioned carefully.
She also didn't hear Zhong Lingjun's cry, and regarded Zhong Lingxiu as a man. She didn't want such a good man to fall into Zhu Tongguang's clutches and be bent by him.