C155 Swallow Mountain with Sword Cry

The next morning, Wang Zhendong was sitting in her office, brewing ginger tea.

At his age, he no longer had much interest in worldly fame or wealth. Instead, he had taken a liking to health.

At the same time, he was planning his retirement. In a few years, he was planning to retire to Florida or travel the world.

After a lifetime of scheming and scheming, he was growing tired of this circle.

"Bam!"

At that moment, his secretary general barged in impolitely, and was startled by the loud sound of the door opening.

"What are you doing? "How could I dare to put you on the unit so casually when you're acting like this?"

Wang Zhendong's face revealed a look of displeasure. Her mood from the morning was in ruins.

"Secretary Wang, something terrible happened. Your son was taken away this morning."

"What!? Who has the guts to do so? "

Wang Shenglin's entire body was covered in bruises. Who would be so vicious to make a move at such a time?

"This... "How about you …"

The secretary hesitated for a moment, then handed the newspaper in his hand over.

Wang Zhendong grabbed the newspaper and read the news ten times. Soon, her face turned green.

"Shameless bastard!"

His chest heaved and his blood pressure rose.

"Secretary, getting angry is bad for your health. The most important thing right now is to think of a plan to save young master …" The secret technique comforted her.

"It's useless. It's too late to say anything now."

Wang Zhendong waved her hand and weakly laid back on her chair.

He knew that his son had been pampered since he was young and was used to being arrogant, but he never thought that he would go so far as to go against his words!

The news was published by the Chinese newspaper, and the meaning it represented was unthinkable.

There was definitely someone with terrifying energy supporting him behind this. Otherwise, with his background, how could he not have known about this beforehand?

Who could sit in this position without a few enemies? In this class, he would not be able to figure out who was causing the trouble.

"Try your best to put aside my relationship with this matter and not help this unfilial son of mine. He's asking for it himself. Serves him right!"

He closed his eyes and thought of a way to remedy the situation, slowly giving orders.

A storm was brewing. He had a bad feeling about this incident. Today's incident was just the beginning.

"..."

Yanjing, Swallow Mountain.

This was a beautiful mountain peak that was covered with fine jade buildings and looked like a paradise on earth.

Very few people knew that there was such a beautiful place around the Yanjing. Ordinary people were blocked off by the clouds and mist produced by the formations, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

Accompanied by a group of maids, Lu Chenfeng was feeding the carp by the pond.

He was dressed in a robe with gold trim. He was very elegant and had a noble air about him.

"Congratulations, young master. You will become the number one expert of the younger generation after your godly technique has been mastered!"

One of the most beautiful maidservants came out of the crowd and placed the peeled grapes into Lu Chenfeng's mouth with her slender fingers.

"Ying'er is the most sensible. Come and sleep for me tonight."

The corner of Lu Chenfeng's mouth revealed a demonic smile. His big hands grabbed Ying'er's tender face and started massaging it.

"Thank you for your grace, Young Master!"

Ying'er happily bowed. These maids had been sent in since they were young. They were exceptionally beautiful, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and viewed Lu Chenfeng as the sky.

"Ridiculous! That girl surnamed Zhou didn't even want to see me before the wedding. I wonder if she'll live long after she pisses me off?"

"Young master need not be angry, what knowledge do you have from a woman? I believe it was the Zhou Family's Patriarch who gave the order. I'm afraid that taking the initiative is too despicable. "

Ying'er said comfortingly as her mind was clear.

"No worries, in my heart, I have everything. The Zhou family has watched over the Lu family for so many years, and they have indeed had their hard work. Just let them be!"

Lu Chenfeng sprinkled some fish food onto the ground. With his hands behind his back, he stared indifferently at the sky.

"Young master is wise!" All the maids lowered their heads at the same time.

"..."

In another building, an ice beauty was sitting in front of a table, drawing something out. It was Zhou Peihan herself.

She had been taken care of by the Zhou family and lost her freedom. Her phone had long since been confiscated.

Her fate had already been decided. Tears rolled down her cheeks like beads with broken strings. She did not wipe them away, as if she had gone mad.

"Miss, don't cry anymore. The grand ceremony will be held tomorrow. If the young master is to blame …"

One of the maidservants was extremely anxious, but the other party was completely unwilling to listen in.

After a while, the painting in her hand was finally completed. The painting was of a delicate and pretty youth, and the corners of his mouth held a warm smile, appearing to be in high spirits.

"If your martial arts are unrivalled … If you can ride a cloud... "Shatter the clouds …"

"..."

Three days later, the gates of Yandang Peak were opened to welcome visitors from all directions.

Anyone who entered this sect would either have an illustrious reputation in the cultivation world or have monstrous power in the secular world.

As for Celestial Maiden Pavilion, even though they had several thousand years of history, they could do nothing about the fact that several successive generations of disciples had failed to guard the field. The sect gate shrank and shrank, and the sect master only had the strength of a perfect Building Foundation Stage, placing him at the end of the world of cultivation.

This wedding was very noble. Lu Chenfeng was dressed in a red robe and was riding a tall war horse. He looked very majestic.

"Congratulations Brother Lu for your great wedding. When you succeed, don't forget to bring us people who have advanced at a later time."

Although Luo Fann complained, he still came as promised. After all, he represented the attitude of a member of the younger generation of the Golden Family.

"Hahaha …" Brother Luo, let's drink and chat happily after I've completed my major task! "

The honor guard escorted the nine palanquins as they slowly came to a stop at the Heaven's Altar.

Lu Chenfeng shot an arrow at the sky with his bow and carved feather arrow, implying that he was sending a message to the heavens, the Son of Heaven.

The head of the Lu family, Lu Yangtian, and Zhou Shiwen sat in the master's seat, a look of celebration on their faces.

The host loudly sang: "First bow to the High Hall!"

However, just at this moment, a towering sword intent exploded from the mountain gate. The sword-type weapons carried by the guests all emitted a light cry as they left their sheaths.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect! Who was this person? "My cultivation has reached such a level …"

"I'm afraid that some expert of the older generation chose this time to seek revenge. It seems that he has quite a grudge with the Lu family …"

These people had extraordinary experience, and before they even arrived, they had already deduced that the other party's cultivation base was extremely high. It was likely that a good show was about to take place in the Lu family.

Luo Fann squinted his eyes, he did not know why, but he felt a familiar aura, who could it be?

"What a grand show of character. For such a huge matter, no one even let me know. Are you looking down on me?"

What surprised everyone was that the person who came was actually a graceful young man. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright.

"Who are you, state your name!"

Just as Lu Chenfeng dismounted, he did not expect that there would be someone who would dare to come here and cause trouble, so he shouted coldly.

"Shen Qingfeng!"

The sound was like rolling thunder. Those with low cultivation would feel a splitting headache when they heard this, and they would vomit out a mouthful of blood that stained their chests.