Chen Yutong and Cheng Ziang looked at each other, and both felt that little bump in their hearts had quietly disappeared. From the eyes of the other party, they all saw a kind of light called "worship fanaticism"!
Chu Yuzuo is my number one martyr in Tieyun! Working under such a throne, one would be happy to die!
Only Wu Qianqian was a little suspicious.
Chu Yang's performance today is remarkable. If Wu Qianqian didn't know Chu Yang before, she would probably believe it. But now it is full of doubts.
Chu Yang, he... would be such a person? Such a high-spirited and awe-inspiring righteousness? This is for the country, the people, and the common people? It doesn't look like...
In the prince's mansion, Tie Butian frowned tightly, and a shadow stood quietly in front of him.
"Chu Yuzuo... Hehe, what a Chu Yuzuo." Tie Butian frowned, smiled quietly, and said softly: "The reasons Chu Yuzuo said are not real reasons..."
After listening to Shadow's reply, he kept thinking.
Shadow is such a quiet person who cherishes his words like gold, but Tie Butian forced him to retell the scene at that time, so that he almost collapsed...
Tie Butian thought for a long time before finally reaching a conclusion, and sighed: "If what Chu Yuzuo said was from his heart... that would be great. It's a pity... what a pity..."
It's not that it's too difficult to draw a conclusion, but that Tie Butian has always had that kind of hope. But Chu Yang's loyal and courageous words made Tie Butian lose that extravagant hope...
Chu Yang stood up and stretched his body, only to feel a cracking sound of joints. Opening his eyes, two rays of light shot out.
Finally broke through!
Now, he is already a first-level warrior!
A rank one warrior is nothing in this world. Among the too many sects in the next three days, the backbone is warriors, and most of them are high-level martial artists above the fifth and sixth ranks; for those super families in the middle and upper three days, the first-rank warriors are even more insufficient Surprising! The lowest power in the family also has this height.
In general missions, warriors are not allowed to go out; because going out is just to die. Even rank nine warriors have to practice hard at home.
In terms of Chu Yang's age, he was born on the twelfth lunar month; he will be seventeen in a few months. At this age, the direct descendants of a large family have already reached the rank three or four martial masters, and a super genius like Gu Duxing has already entered the ranks of Wu Zong!
Not enough to be proud of!
However, all this ignores one point, that is, the cultivation conditions of those geniuses are far beyond what Chu Yang can compare!
Although the treasury of the next three days has a lot of money and wealth, in terms of its resources alone, it is not as good as the family of the middle three days.
The spiritual energy density of the middle three days is much higher than that of the lower three days; and the genius treasure can only grow in places where the spiritual energy is dense. The three-day geniuses basically grew up eating those things!
Chu Yang has basically never tasted those genius treasures. Another point is that those geniuses all started to practice at an early age, building their foundations, and then improved step by step; the 20-year-old Wu Zong, with the innate foundations in his mother's womb, was equivalent to 21 years of cultivation!
But Chu Yang's previous foundation was so weak that it was appalling, and it took less than half a year to be reborn!
In half a year, from the third rank of warrior to the first rank of warrior! A full span of eight grades!
Even though it is not difficult for a young man with decent aptitude to advance to such a low-level position, such a speed is simply unprecedented in space! Since ancient times, there has never been one!
"Chu Yang, how are you? Are you tired?" Wu Qianqian seemed to have been waiting by the side. At this moment, she brought a bowl of steaming soup and a big bowl of white rice, and said, "You haven't eaten in the middle of the night... "
Just as Chu Yang was feeling hungry, he almost plunged his head into it after receiving the soup and rice, and devoured it hungrily.
Wu Qianqian pursed her lips and watched Chu Yang eat, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but evoke a happy smile...
"Okay!" Chu Yang had just eaten a few mouthfuls, and suddenly raised his head: "What time is it?"
"It's the third watch; you have been in samadhi, so I told them not to disturb you." Wu Qianqian said softly.
"Oops, oops..." Chu Yang's lips were still stained with white rice grains, and he put down the two bowls with a bang. He only ate a small half, and rushed out like flying.
"Why are you going...you...you...you have eaten..." Wu Qianqian stomped behind her.
But Chu Yang was running faster and faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. He just raised his hand from a distance: "I have something urgent... The rice and soup are delicious... Thank you."
Seeing Chu Yang disappear, Wu Qianqian stomped her feet resentfully, bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, and murmured: "What urgent matter is more important than my own body... This Chu Yang is really..."
Picking up the two bowls, Wu Qianqian blushed when she saw more than half of the soup and rice left in the bowls, remembering Chu Yang's words before leaving, "The rice and soup are delicious..."
As long as you think it's delicious, I'll make it for you tomorrow... Wu Qianqian murmured to herself in a low voice, she turned her head and looked around for a while in case someone would hear her, then she turned around, pursed her lips, blushing Laughed…
Chu Yang forgot that there are still one big and one small in the house who haven't eaten...
It would be unimaginable if those two ran out now!
Hurriedly back to Liucui Lake, opened the Tianbing Pavilion and entered, almost staggered from the smoke, and yelled: "Damn, it stinks!"
Although it stinks to death, Chu Yang is not surprised but happy. This shows that the Black Demons have already come here! Moreover, they searched extremely carefully; otherwise, they wouldn't even break this stinky medicine jar...
Thinking of the scene where the Black Devils found the medicine jar and broke it in anger, Chu Yang wanted to laugh three times. Thinking about it, he walked in quickly. But just after taking two steps, there was a rustling sound coming from inside...
Is there anyone else
Chu Yang approached on tiptoe and saw that Mo Qingwu's small figure was busy, with a silk scarf covering her nose to block the bad smell; then she was awkwardly cleaning up the messy things in Chu Yang's house...
Chu Yang's eyes became hot, and he couldn't help being a little hazy. Through the light and tears, it seemed that Mo Qingwu from the previous life would busy tidy up for herself every time she went to her place... In front of her eyes, there seemed to be another slender figure, looking at her silently, gently cried out loudly: "Chu Yang..."
"Qingwu!" Chu Yang murmured, the soreness in his heart spread like a tide.
"Uncle Chu Yang... Brother Chu Yang, you're back, what did you ask me to do?" Mo Qingwu's childish voice interrupted Chu Yang's memory.
"It's okay, Xiao Wu, why did you come out suddenly?" Chu Yang shook his head, walked forward a few steps, held Mo Qingwu's little hand and looked at it pitifully, and said with some reproach: "You are so young, if you hurt yourself What should I do when I get there? Don’t do this in the future.”
Mo Qingwu responded obediently. Although she was young, she could still feel Chu Yang's deep concern for her. She tilted her head and smiled: "Uncle Cheng Yu vomited blood again, and now he is hurrying up to practice; little Wu...Xiao Wu was hungry, so she came out to find something to eat."
As he said that, he covered his nose with his little hand, slapped it twice, and said, "I never thought Brother Chu Yang would be in such a mess here, it stinks to death, Brother Chu Yang, you are so sloppy..."
"Eh..." Chu Yang was speechless for a while, and hurriedly defended: "Brother Chu Yang did all this on purpose. He was preparing for when those scoundrels came. Seeing the chaos here, Xiao Wu would not be found. Then Xiao Wu is safe..."
"Oh, that's how it is..." Mo Qingwu's eyes turned red, and she said guiltily: "It turns out that brother Chu Yang is all for Xiao Wu, but I still misunderstood you... Brother Chu Yang, I'm sorry..."
"It's all right, since this place is like this, those people must have already been here." Chu Yang said, "Sit here obediently, and I'll clean up and cook for you. I haven't eaten for so long, I'm starving right?"
"Hmm..." Mo Qingwu sniffled, and pitifully touched her belly: "My belly is flat... Look..."
As he spoke, he lifted up his shirt, revealing his snow-white belly, pointed at it with his finger, and said aggrievedly, "Look, isn't it flat? It's round when you're full..."
Chu Yang was dizzy, and quickly put down her clothes, and said, "Xiao Wu, girls' bellies are not to be shown casually, remember..."
"Mother didn't say..." Mo Qingwu shook her head.
Chu Yang patted his forehead, thinking that he was really possessive. Mo Qingwu was only nine years old now, so what's the point of being seen? But even though I think so, subconsciously I still don't want to be seen by others...
Chu Yang tidied up the house in a hurry. First, he shoveled up the medicine jar and even the soil below it, and threw it into the Liucui Lake immediately. Only then did the pungent smell dissipate; Forty or fifty sticks of incense...
After a while, Mo Qingwu sniffled her nose, pouted her buttocks tiptoely, sniffed around like a puppy, and announced happily: "It doesn't stink anymore!"
Chu Yang sweated profusely.
Unexpectedly, this little girl has such a hand. Ding Ding Dangdang fried a few dishes, cooked a big pot of rice, then refused Mo Qingwu's help, and cooked it three times before moving into the underground secret room.
At this time, Mo Chengyu had just woken up from practicing kung fu.
As soon as he woke up, the master of the throne was greeted with a blatant accusation, and was scolded bloody by a little warrior: "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to let Xiao Wu go out? Now there are black demons everywhere outside, what if they are discovered? You are already quite old, and you are still a king-level master, so you can't even think of such a thing?"
Mo Chengyu's face was flushed, he knew he was wrong, he didn't dare to refute, and he honestly lowered his head to be scolded.
"Brother Chu Yang... Uncle Cheng Yu also told me not to go out, but Xiao Wu was hungry, so she went out secretly. Don't scold Uncle Cheng Yu anymore, okay?" Mo Qingwu tugged at Chu Yang's clothes The sleeve shook slightly, begging for Mo Chengyu.
"Don't worry about Xiao Wu, he has to be scolded today!" Chu Yang was very annoyed at his reluctance. You, a king-level master, guarded Mo Qingwu, and you actually let her suffer such a serious injury... This is the ultimate dereliction of duty! Seeing that you have serious internal injuries, I have endured it for more than a day... and now I made a mistake again...
Besides, your internal injury won't heal in ten days and a half months. If Wu Qingrou comes, you won't be able to help. It won't be too cheap if you don't train you to vent your anger...