"Grandma He, is Grandma Lan here?"
Zuo Xiaoduo's voice was extremely urgent.
"She's not here. She went out to do something with Qin Fangyang."
When He Yuanyue heard that Zuo Xiaoduo's tone was wrong, she responded immediately and gave more detailed information.
"It's over!"
Since Sister Lan is with Qin Fangyang, it is certain that her phone cannot be reached.
He Yuanyue asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"
"The situation is very wrong now. No, it should be said that it is extremely dangerous..."
Zuo Xiaoduo asked: "What are they going to do?"
Over there, He Yuanyue straightened up in shock: "What are they going to do... Don't you know?"
"Should I know?" Zuo Xiaoduo was also shocked.
"No one asked you to check the weather today?" He Yuanyue's voice also changed.
"No!"
Zuo Xiaoduo asked anxiously, "What happened? Why did it change like this?"
"You don't know what's going on, why are you calling me?"
"I was just talking about this. I just saw Sister Nian Nian's face, and suddenly a dark aura rushed to her head... Someone close to her is about to die... So..."
Over there, He Yuanyue hung up the phone in her hand and fell to the ground silently: "It's over..."
He Yuanyue struggled and tried to stand up, but fell to the ground with a plop, tears streaming down her face.
"It's over..."
…
"If Sister Lan, Teacher Qin, Teacher Mu and others work together to do something, and their lives are in danger at the same time..."
Zuo Xiaoduo's face was extremely solemn: "Then who else in Phoenix City... can provide rescue? No one..."
Zuo Xiaonian's face turned pale and his eyes looked panicked: "What should I do?"
Zuo Xiaoduo grabbed his hair and said, "But now, I don't know anything... The worst thing is, there is no one to help..."
For the first time, Zuo Xiaoduo felt powerless and helpless. Before, even when he was attacked by the girl from the Witch Alliance, Zuo Xiaonian still came to his rescue.
Even when facing Mu Yunfeng's assassination, he still had Qin Fangyang's support. But now, faced with the sudden and powerful enemy, he was truly helpless!
"Manpower..."
Zuo Changlu's eyes narrowed and he took a long breath: "Yes!"
"have?"
The brother and sister turned to look at Zuo Changlu at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief.
Zuo Changlu said nothing, walked into the study, and wrote a note: "Xiao Nian, you are fast, go find your blacksmith Uncle Wu as fast as possible... Give this note to him and ask him to go to the rescue immediately!"
"Uncle Wu? He..."
"Yes, that's him. Go!"
"good!"
Zuo Xiaonian did not delay at all. He grabbed the note and suddenly turned into a cold white light, which flew out of the window at an incredibly fast speed.
Although Zuo Xiaonian didn’t know what the Uncle Wu his father mentioned was useful for or whether he was useful at all, at this moment, he had no choice but to give it a try!
"Once you deliver the note, go home immediately!"
Zuo Xiaoduo ran to the window and yelled, "That's not the place you can go!"
The wind was whistling outside the window and a drizzle was falling. The sky and the earth were damp. Zuo Xiaonian didn't know if he heard it or not, but he had already gone far away.
In the distance, there was a tremor, it seemed that some masters had already started fighting...
"Dad... Uncle Wu... is it okay?"
Zuo Xiaoduo looked at the misty rain outside the window, his eyes fixed, and asked with some concern.
"If your Uncle Wu could arrive in time... he would be able to save the situation..."
Zuo Changlu sighed softly, "I'm just afraid... he won't be able to get there in time. When masters fight, it's a matter of life and death. Even a second... is enough to make the difference between life and death thousands of times. If he can't get there in time, no matter how strong he is, he will be powerless and can only sigh helplessly..."
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned, thinking: "I can tell whether a person is blessed or cursed, but why didn't I see it this time? I clearly saw Teacher Qin this morning!"
Zuo Changlu had no answer to Zuo Xiaoduo's question.
Because he knows nothing about this line of work!
"This matter is really too weird, unbelievable, and incomprehensible..."
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the other side.
In the tavern.
Jiang Changbin was still toasting with Shang Qingyun, and by this time four bottles of Centennial Plum Blossom Wine had been finished.
Jiang Changbin's eyes had become a little hazy.
It was at this time.
Someone's voice came from outside: "Where's the boss? Make two dishes and have some drinks. Xiaoyu, it's really refreshing to drink some wine."
The person who was speaking had a powerful voice and was full of energy.
Shang Qingyun's usually indifferent eyes moved rarely.
The boss's voice rang out: "I'm sorry, boss, the store is closed today..."
"Not open for business? If not, then why are you keeping the door open?"
"Aren't there people eating here? Are you worried that we don't have money?"
"No, it's really not... Today, our shop was taken over by the boss inside."
"Booked it? It's so damn unlucky! In such a shabby place and such a shabby shop, there is actually such a shabby thing as booking a shop!"
The people outside simply started to curse: "Where did this poor idiot come from? He actually copied others' example of renting a restaurant? If you have money, you can go to the city center and rent a big hotel. How can renting a fly-in-the-wall restaurant be considered rich? You can't pretend like this. You are pretending to be stupid, right?!"
"This is not just pretending to be stupid, this is pure stupidity!"
"What a damn bad luck!"
"What's wrong with the world now? We run into weird things every time we go out... You're just an idiot. We went to a place like this to book a restaurant, and we ran into such a weird thing when we just wanted to have a meal. This is fucked..."
The more people outside curse, the more unpleasant it becomes.
The boss's voice was advising: "Brother, brother... please keep your voice down, there is a big shot inside..."
"Fuck it! A big shot on the leash? Just because you own a store, you're a big shot?"
The voice walked in cursing, "I want to see what kind of big shot this is today! He ran to the wilderness to book a restaurant... Who has such a high standard that he is considered a big shot in the eyes of a fly restaurant owner?!"
The footsteps actually came straight towards the room.
Jiang Changbin's face was already filled with anger and murderous intent, and he muttered, "Where the hell did these two idiots come from to disturb my fun!"
Shang Qingyun's gaunt face remained expressionless, his fingers quietly placed on the table.
With a bang, the door was pushed open.
"Which uncle are you? How can you be so respectable?"
A tall, thin man with a face full of hostility appeared at the door: "Is it fun to come here and book a restaurant? If you are so rich, why don't you go to the extremely cold snowy mountains and book a restaurant to have fun?"
Jiang Changbin slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying, "You bastard, didn't you see that there was someone in the room? Is this your upbringing? Don't you know the basic manners?"
“Hehehe…”
The thin man sneered, "I have never shown any good manners to people who have no money but want to show off. Fatty, you booked the restaurant, right? Come on, let me teach you what it means to book a restaurant. This is a good opportunity for you to show your manners."
Jiang Changbin roared, "What a bastard!"
Before he finished his words, he rushed over like a whirlwind, raised his hand and slapped the thin man in the face.
The thin man raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Changbin's hand, saying contemptuously: "That's all you have? You dare to book a restaurant? A big shot? Hahaha... Go play somewhere else."
With a shake of his hands, he actually threw Jiang Changbin out.
This time the force was so great that Jiang Changbin couldn't stop cursing when he was thrown into the rain and he didn't know how far he had flown.
Shang Qingyun raised his head calmly, stood up slowly, looked at the thin man in front of the door, and said calmly: "Sir, it's over."
"Fuck you old bastard! You are not a good guest either! What? Are you pretending to be calm in front of me?"
The thin man laughed: "You're not even qualified!"
Shang Qingyun smiled faintly, stretched his neck, and said lightly: "It seems that you want to take action?"
"Come on, old man, I'll show you what it means to take action!"
The thin man suddenly rushed up like a whirlwind and slapped people repeatedly with his shaking hands.
Well, it was just a series of slaps. In the blink of an eye, it had already fluctuated at least a hundred times! Judging from the situation, Shang Qingyun was going to be knocked unconscious by a slap.
Shang Qingyun snorted, stars flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand. With a snap, a bamboo chopstick pierced through the thin man's palm, and blood gushed out.
Completely ignoring the palm shadows in the sky, he directly pierced through with one chopstick!
The thin man was caught off guard by this change and was greatly surprised. He somersaulted out and shouted sternly, "You're a sticky point!"
Looking at the bamboo chopsticks that pierced the palm of his hand, his eyes had become extremely solemn!
The current situation has far exceeded our expectations!
This skinny guy Yang Yu has reached the middle-level Huayun cultivation level, and his strength is even higher than Qin Fangyang, Mu Yanyan and Sister Lan. His hand has almost been cultivated to the point of being indestructible and unbreakable. Even if opponents of the same level are fighting with their weapons, he can still defeat the opponent's weapon with his bare hands!
And now, it was actually pierced directly by a bamboo chopstick.
If he had not experienced it himself, he would have thought this statement was a huge joke!
But at this moment, there was only huge shock!
What kind of cultivation level does Shang Qingyun have? How can he be so sharp?!
At this time...
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the night sky, and a brilliant sword light came out of nowhere, so fast that it was unimaginable, so brilliant that it was beyond words, just like the sun suddenly appeared, carrying with it unparalleled power, rushing towards it at high speed, aiming directly at Shang Qingyun!
In just a flash, he was already in front of Shang Qingyun.
Qin Fangyang, masked and attacked.
Body and sword become one!
A hint of surprise flashed across Shang Qingyun's eyes, and he opened and retracted his skinny palms, and then slapped out horizontally.
With a dull thud, Shang Qingyun's body shook.
But Qin Fangyang let out a muffled groan, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string. The sword in his hand broke into seventeen or eighteen pieces. A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat and almost spurted out.
Qin Fangyang's heart was already filled with great shock at this moment.
Who on earth is Jiang Changbin going to deal with this time
I write very slowly, so please wait a while for the third update.
(End of this chapter)