Chapter 585

On the second floor of the moon building of the Wu family, Wan Zhou drank wine in a big gulp, and his eyes almost wanted to spray fire! He should be happy to see Zifeng's talent, but he has only taught Zifeng for a total of less than a week. The key to the more painful question is, would Zifeng have achieved what he did today if he had done as Wanzhou did?

This is where Wan Zhou is really angry. Why did he touch such a reassuring disciple? If Zifeng makes a mistake, let him scold him. But he couldn't get in his mouth. Even the last time he taught Zifeng "folding power", he handed over to Zifeng the mystery mastered by the powerful emperor of Wu. It doesn't need to be handed over at all.

Thinking, the chopsticks in my mouth were bitten off with a 'click'.

Cangyue extremely sympathized with Wanzhou's idea at the moment, and several people drank one cup at a time without talking.

Finally, Chen Zhenxing, who has always been the least talkative, opened his mouth to liven up the atmosphere. "Why, after seeing Wu Zifeng, the elder began to be listless. He should be happy. Don't forget what to do next?"

This said, several people's eyes were slightly attracted, "what are you doing? Isn't that experience? "Wanzhou" doesn't think much of playing small monsters and upgrading.

"Wrong!" Chen Zhenxing stood up and changed his previous decadence. "You've been in Haoran College for so long, can't you even understand this?"

"This time, it looks like training, but it's actually preparing for the sect enrollment in two months. The amount of sects enrolled in Haoran college over the years is just the number of people who come out to experience. What's the scenery of the sectarian land? You should know very well that without the baptism of blood, they can't quickly adapt to the cruelty of the sectarian land. "Speaking of this, sit down and don't speak.

Shi Li took a sip of wine and looked at Chen Zhenxing without knowing why. If he hadn't been the Dean, he would have laughed back. After talking for a long time, he didn't have anything useful. Wouldn't it be in vain? It has nothing to do with their anxiety.

As if he wanted to understand something, Wan Zhou patted his forehead, "yes, I'll arrange some high-level spirit beasts for Wu Zifeng to destroy his prestige. If so, it will be easy to do next. " With a sly smile, Wan Zhou changed a pair of dishes and chopsticks and drank happily.

Cangyue seemed to be aware of Yan Wu's disappointment and asked aloud, "old man Yan, you've been in a bad mood recently. What's the matter?"

Yan Wu smiled low, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Fu Zong has come long ago. It's Gu Lianggui, the third elder of Fu Zong, who came to find Zifeng himself. You've seen that sloppy drunkard."

"No wonder I asked Zifeng about the sect. The boy seems to have understood everything. "Shili nodded.

"However, the sectarian land really needs talents like Wu Zifeng. The more, the better. If so, there will be no anxiety in devil Valley, "Wan Zhou said sadly, as if he was not far away.

Chen Zhenxing picked up a glass of wine and looked down at the quiet lights outside. He was sad. "If no one had shouldered these responsibilities, he would have fallen into chaos."

"Zifeng will understand, but he still doesn't know the meaning of the sect. Don't talk. Come and eat. The game in Qingyun town is really different."

What does the land of sects shoulder?

At the moment, Zifeng is on the first floor of the moon building, drinking with all the students. The younger generation of the Wu family is not inferior. They are interspersed with them. Although they are not masked, they only get one night and a banquet. They gain much more than others. How much time they struggle is irreparable. Contacts.

Something that seems untouchable and really exists.

During the feast, Wu Tianjie turned back, glanced at Zifeng in a hurry, and then walked up.

At this glance, Zifeng was confused. His eyes clearly looked guilty. Why?

On the pretext of going out for convenience, Zifeng left the people at the table and walked out. A panic that gave him no reason

In the hot summer, the night is as cool as water, and the night wind is gusty. It's a pity that there is no moon, and only a few stars twinkle and send out dark light

Not far away, the second Uncle Wu Feiming was talking with his eldest uncle Wu Feihong. Zifeng didn't get close. Under the spiritual power of the later stage of entering the hall, all the contents of their conversation fell into his ears.

But at this hearing, Zifeng's face changed greatly, and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground and smashed.

Wu Feiming in front turned around when they heard the sound. When they saw that it was Zifeng, their complexion changed greatly, but they didn't know how to explain. Finally, they had to say, "Zifeng. It's between adults, you "

Before he finished, he was interrupted by Zifeng, "I just asked, is it true? Where is my mother? " Zifeng's first reaction was his mother. In the face of this matter, she was the real victim! At this moment, all reason, analysis and reasons are not important. What matters is only a person, Bai Yihan, his mother!

After hesitating for a long time, Wu Feihong didn't say why. However, he came forward to stop Zifeng, but he was broken away by an irresistible force. Zifeng was like an arrow running away from the back of the Wu family.

His face turned blue. The worst thing happened. Wu Feihong yelled at Wu Feiming who was stunned, "what are you doing there? You don't want to find your father! I'll stop it first! " Then he chased Zifeng in the direction he left.

Today's Wu family can not care about Wu Feihong's feelings or Wu Tianjie's feelings, but Wu Zifeng's feelings can't be relaxed. Once any crack appears, it is an irreparable wound for them. What's more, Zifeng doesn't know anything about feelings at all. Some are just warm blood. If he brews tragedy, he can, he can

I just feel that at this moment, the image of Wu Feichen's father collapsed in my heart. The original true voice and smile have become false. If it is not true, how can Zifeng say that Xuantian, a man with three wives and four concubines is a common thing. He has no right to evaluate other people's things.

But from beginning to end, Wu Feichen's image to Zifeng is a responsible man. It is also the fact that Zifeng has been following suit. But this fact no longer exists today. Now Zifeng's chest is burning with towering anger. As Wu Feihong thought, Zifeng is just a teenager now. In the face of this matter, it is understandable that he instinctively protects others. Even if it is wrong, so what.

Because this one thing, itself is wrong! Now it's just wrong!

The noise in his ears is so pale. Zifeng's heart is full of a sad atmosphere at this moment, for his mother and his past years.