"I'll take you out first."
Zhou Qi held Si Xinghe's arm up.
Being a head shorter than Si Xinghe, he just held him out, his legs shaking with every step, making it very difficult to walk.
"Third uncle."
Si Niannian quickly picked him up.
Only then did Zhou Zhou let go of him and said, "He's thirsty. Give him some water."
After handing the person over to Si Niannian and Bu Chensu, Zhou Zhou swept the tip of his tongue across his upper teeth, turned around, and waved his hand violently.
The powerful force poured out, knocking away all the people in the Cultivation Association, including Yan Xin.
The heaviest one was Yan Zhuo. He had been injured just now. When he landed, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Before he could faint, his whole body suddenly floated up and was sucked in by the cycle.
Zhou Zhou raised his hand with his fingers slightly bent. When Yan Zhuoren reached his palm, a burst of spiritual power suddenly overflowed.
Yan Zhuo's pupils shrank, and he opened his mouth full of blood and shouted.
"don't want!"
Dantian shattered, Yan Zhuo's cultivation was crippled, his pupils were bloodshot with extreme anger and hatred, and he glared at Zhou Zhou fiercely. However, except for the sound of pain, he could not utter anything.
"Who gave you the courage to think that you can use your identity as an inner-city resident to show off your power in the outer city?"
"Who gave you the courage to catch him here?"
"Who gave you the courage to put him in the mourning chamber?"
After asking three questions in succession, Zhou Zhou swung his arm and threw Yan Zhuo directly into the spirit-calming chamber.
With a slight turn of his wrist, the door of the mourning room was closed.
There was no need to set a password, and no one dared to open the door and let Yan Zhuo out.
Si Xinghe had recovered some strength at this time, and was being helped by Si Niannian to sit on a chair. Bu Chensu was standing next to him. Even though his expression remained unchanged, the coldness in his eyes was very obvious. .
Even if he doesn't admit it, Si Xinghe is still an elder he respects.
For Bu Chensu, this is a father-like existence. Looking back on all his memories from childhood to adulthood, whenever he needs the role of a father, the person who appears is Si Xinghe.
So when he saw Si Xinghe, who was like a father in his heart, being treated like this, the anger in his heart instantly arose, and what Zhou Qian did was exactly what he wanted to do.
"Brother Su."
Si Niannian held his hand and said softly: "Calm down, we still have to help third uncle prove his innocence."
Si Xinghe tilted his head and looked at Bu Chensu with a smile, "Are you worried about me?"
Bu Chensu felt that this man would definitely talk about his godson again in the next second, so he just ignored the question and didn't even respond.
However, the hanging hand was placed on Si Xinghe's shoulder, and spiritual power was slowly input to check for any damage in his body.
Si Xinghe's smile deepened, finally his pain for this brat was not in vain.
Zhou Zhou glanced at Si Xinghe and made sure that he was fine for the time being, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let them come in." Zhou Zhou said.
Yan Xin and the others, who had just gotten up from the ground, were still a little confused and subconsciously looked towards the door.
Hang Jing was the first to walk in, followed by a group of trembling and unimpressive... elders of the Cultivation Association.
Yan Xin: "..."
It’s really a long time to see you.
Normally, these elders' nostrils reach to the sky, which is so miraculous that they almost walk sideways in the world of cultivation. Now, each one of them is like a mouse meeting a cat.
Yan Xin secretly took out his cell phone, quickly took a photo and put the phone away.
Such a memorable scene must be left behind.
I'm still feeling very uncomfortable today. I'm taking medicine and holding on, so I'm rushing to write and post. I'll try my best to update ten thousand times. If I really can't hold it anymore, I'll just update eight times. Dear cuties, please be considerate.
(End of chapter)