Huacheng as a whole is like a square grid, while Duobao Pavilion and Tianji Pavilion are located at the north and south corners, facing each other from a distance, standing opposite each other. Compared with Duobao Pavilion's grandeur and luxury——
Although Tianji Pavilion is still tall, it is much lower-key.
The overall color is dark red.
Along the diagonal main street, you can go directly to Tianji Pavilion opposite.
Just as Feng Qingwu was holding the cub in her arms, followed by Jiang Zicheng, and was preparing to go to Tianji Pavilion, she hadn't even taken a few steps yet——
Accompanied by rapid footsteps, a group of people came from a distance.
It was Han Xiang and others who came in a hurry.
As soon as the two parties met, Han Xiang stopped in his tracks. His face looked a little ugly, but he still held up his hands and said, "Chief Feng."
"Why is Elder Han Xiang in such a hurry?"
Feng Qingwu smiled gently and spoke softly.
Hearing this, Han Xiang's expression was a bit stiff. When he arrived at Duobao Pavilion, Qian Dabao had already sent someone to inform him and told him what happened in Duobao Pavilion.
But Feng Qingwu was the chief of Tianxuan Sect, and Han Mohong wasn't beaten, so he couldn't really get angry.
But he didn't expect... Feng Qingwu would dare to ask such a question!
The corners of Han Xiang's mouth twitched: "It's nothing."
At this moment, Feng Qingwu seemed to be unable to understand his expression, and said again as if he was hurting his heart: "Is it because of Master Han?"
"..."
"I did something wrong, Elder Han Xiang."
When Feng Qingwu spoke, his expression looked a little distressed: "But I really didn't expect that Master Han would suddenly attack me. With his cultivation in the foundation building stage, I was also under some pressure and could only dodge."
"I was forced to take action in the end, but Master Han didn't even land a single blow. There was nothing I could do about it."
"It's just that I don't know if Master Han is a swordsman."
Feng Qingwu paused: "If that's the case, Elder Han Xiang can still be more careful with him. He has been practicing the Great Sun Sword Technique for so long, and its power is really average, which is really embarrassing."
"One is because the Great Sun Sword Technique is inherently mediocre, and the other is because Master Han's swordsmanship talent is too ordinary."
"Give up on swordsmanship as soon as possible before the golden elixir is available."
Listening to Feng Qingwu's long string of crackling words, Han Xiang's face darkened visibly, and he stared at her.
The kind of person who suppressed his anger but wanted to slap her to death.
Even the cub in Feng Qingwu's arms and Jiang Zicheng behind her couldn't help but look at her. They didn't expect it to be so aggressive.
This is no longer looked down upon.
But a slap in the face naked!
Mu Jiuke: "The stupid woman took the wrong medicine? Aren't she afraid of being slapped to death by this golden elixir? Forget it, I'm here anyway."
Jiang Zicheng: Ahhhhh - senior sister, cool!
Regardless of his own inner drama, Feng Qingwu just looked back at Han Xiang without any intention of retreating, with a gentle smile on his face.
If only... I hadn't been so arrogant when I spoke just now.
Han Xiang said coldly: "Chief Feng, you have gone too far!"
"Um?"
Feng Qingwu raised his eyebrows, and the publicity hidden under the gentleness revealed a bit: "I just used a sword."
"After so many years, the younger generation has been at this level."
"I didn't even hurt him. It was very difficult."
"Sometimes, think more about your own reasons."
"Has Han Mohong worked hard?"
"Have you taught me well?"
Han Xiang:...Damn, I’m so angry!
Han Xiang, who was already furious because of his grandson's accident, was so angry that his hands hidden in his wide sleeves clenched tightly into fists, and the spiritual energy in his body surged even more, making the people around him retreat in shock.
Han Xiang stared at her and said in a cold voice: "I don't care about you, I'm already wide open, Feng Qingwu."
"If you continue to act recklessly, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Is it……"
Feng Qingwu lowered her overly pretty eyes, and the smile on her lips gradually deepened, as if she had expected it: "But I seem... to be so ignorant, Elder Han Xiang."
"After all, losing to Foundation Establishment in the Qi training period is really——"
'boom! '
Before Feng Qingwu could finish speaking, Han Xiang's hand reached out from the wide sleeves of his robe. His entire palm burned red, and even the air seemed to be on fire. A strong sense of oppression came over him.
The Great Sun Palm Technique!
Han Xiang's eyes were fierce, and he pushed Feng Qingwu's head with a palm. The momentum seemed to blow her head open!
When he noticed that the cub in his arms seemed to be about to explode.
Feng Qingwu pushed him back hard and raised his eyes to look at Han Xiang. There was no fear in his eyes, and there was even a bit of provocation in his eyes.
But at this critical moment——
Han Xiang's hand had stopped firmly in front of Feng Qingwu, and he forcefully withdrew all his strength. Even the force of the shock almost made him vomit a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
He took back his hand and stared at Feng Qingwu angrily.
——Your opponent, Elder Han Xiang, withdrew an attack and said he was angry, so he got angry.
"Elder Han Xiang, don't you dare kill me."
Seeing this, Feng Qingwu spoke softly, lowering his voice a little: "In full view of everyone, kill the chief of Tianxuan Sect in anger, whether it is the face of Tianxuan Sect or the face of my master, Sword Lord Qingheng."
"Elder Han Xiang, this is a thorough beating."
Not wanting to talk to Feng Qingwu any more, Han Xiang closed his eyes and clenched his fists, as if suppressing his anger. He turned around and said to the Han family behind him: "Let's go to Duobao Pavilion!"
After that, Han Xiang led a group of people around Feng Qingwu.
But just as they were about to leave——
"Elder Han Xiang."
"..."
Han Xiang took a deep breath: "Feng Qingwu, do it again and again, not again, or again, or I will cripple you!"
Feng Qingwu just lowered his head and chuckled, stroking his little white hair: "I have no intention of going against Elder Han Xiang."
fart!
I beat my grandson, and you still laugh at me!
Han Xiang was so angry that his mouth twitched, but he heard Feng Qingwu suddenly say: "Some things are beyond my control, just like the supporter behind me, I benefit from him, and I am also controlled by him, Elder Han Xiang."
"Take Master Han back. It's true that I didn't hurt him seriously, but if you don't want his moral integrity to be damaged, it's better to go back to the Han family."
After saying that, Feng Qingwu turned around and left.
Looking at her back, Han Xiang stood there with a strange look on his face. The Han family next to him couldn't help but ask: "Elder, what does this... Feng Qingwu mean?"
"Let's go check on Han Mohong's condition first."
Han Xiang paused: "If the situation is really bad, then take him back to the Han family first. The competition for the heart of the spiritual vein is too fierce. Whether he can get it is still a question, but nothing can happen to Han Mohong."
"You stay here. If something happens to him, I will take him away."
Hearing this, the Han family members looked at each other.
If Han Xiang leaves, even if they succeed in the bidding, they may not be able to keep the heart of the spiritual vein. To a certain extent, this means that the Han family has given up on this competition...
But these Han family members didn't know what to say. After all, the person who had the accident was Han Xiang's grandson. No amount of persuasion would be enough.
Han Xiang's eyes were filled with strong murderous intent and anger: "The Tianxuan Sect is good, and the Qingheng Sword Lord is also good. They say they know nothing about the auction and have no interest in the heart of the spiritual vein."
"Surprisingly, he can use such despicable methods!"
The Han family was shocked: "Could it be——"
Han Xiang nodded: "Feng Qingwu's attitude is wrong, not to mention that compared to Sword Master Qingheng, she is just a sword."
"After much thought, this is the only possibility."
"What we are looking for is not a knife, but the person holding the knife behind us. This matter cannot end like this!"
Han Xiang snorted coldly and left quickly with the group of people.
