C32 (1/2)

It had been ten days since the end of the Martial Arts Competition, and there was only half a month left before the entrance selection of the Green Forest Profound Academy.

The Wu family and Wu Yuzhen were discussing the fight between Wu Yunfei and Wu Zhen. Wu Zhen and Wu Yunfei actually had the power of bloodlines, and what was even more ridiculous was that Wu Yunfei, who was in the Xuan Qi realm, could actually beat Wu Zhen, who had the power of bloodlines and ignited them. This was quite shocking, just like Wu Yunfei stepping into the ninth level of the Xuan Qi realm at the age of eight.

Wu Yunfei was currently lying on the bed, and the fight with Wu Zhen had caused him some serious injuries. Of course, Wu Zhen was also injured, but the injured Wu Yunfei seemed to be better than Wu Zhen, and after five days of recuperation, he would be able to recover completely.

The door was opened gently, and a servant dressed in loose clothes tiptoed into the room. Wu Yunfei woke up after the door was opened and went to sleep. That servant like person walked towards Wu Yun quietly, ”Aiya!” The person touched the chair and covered her mouth with her hand. Her big eyes quickly shifted to Wu Yunfei who was still ”sleeping” on the bed and sighed.

”What are you doing!” At this moment, Wu Yunfei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him. He could not help but reveal an expression of anger and joy.

Ah!” The sudden voice of Wu Yunfei startled her. Her small face flushed red as she said angrily, ”Wu Yunfei, you bastard!

”I say, Lin Huanhuan, why are you still like this?” Wu Yunfei looked at the clumsy person and could not help but laugh out loud.

”You!”

”I say, why are you always barging into my room?”

This person was Lin Huanhuan. It had been a long time since he had bid farewell to her in Qingyuan Town.

”When did I keep coming into your room? I haven't been here in months, okay? ” Lin Huanhuan had indeed not appeared for several months as Wu Yunfei's words made her voice seem even sharper.

”Can't I come and see you?” Lin Huanhuan pouted as she felt wronged. Following that, she lowered her head slightly, her face blushing red as if she was drunk, and her voice squeezed out from her white teeth.

When he saw the embarrassed Lin Huanhuan in front of him, Wu Yunfei's heart involuntarily trembled. This lass must have known that he was injured and she came running over to look for him, saying that it was indeed due to the fact that Lin Huanhuan had not seen him for a few months, that the Lin Huanhuan, who had not appeared for a long time, had allowed Wu Yunfei to calm down.

”Will you tell me the story?”

”Stop messing around, it's not like you're a child telling a story.” Wu Yunfei rolled his eyes before suddenly realizing. Wasn't Lin Huanhuan the Little Demoness? How could she be so bashful now? Moreover, he didn't expect that this girl would pester him for five years.

”I …” Lin Huanhuan's body first stiffened for a moment. She lifted her lowered head slightly as she pinched the jade white little hand, wanting to say something.

Wu Yunfei frowned and asked, ”What happened?”

”My father is still sick.” Glittering teardrops rolled down from Lin Huanhuan's eyes, but she endured the urge to cry.

Wu Yunfei was not very good at comforting others. He just stood there quietly, listening to Lin Huanhuan's cries.

After Lin Huanhuan left, Wu Yunfei slowly sat up. Right now, his body was more or less recovered. Although he did not know what the results of the Family Competition would be, he still needed to cultivate.

He sat in meditation until nightfall.

”… …”

On the pavilion in the Martial Courtyard, two figures were pulled down by the moonlight. They distorted their appearance on the stone pillar and on the floor. A cold wind blew through the air, passing through the water in the pond and entering the pavilion.

”Is there any progress?” A sinister voice sounded from the black figure, as if adding a slight chill to the air.

”Milord, this … Not yet... This... ”It's really …” Another shaky voice rang out, and the figure that was diagonally reflected on the ground curved slightly as it trembled slightly.

”I will give you another year. If you are unable to find Wu Zongyun …” His voice was not loud, but it caused the person behind him to feel a chill in his heart. He lifted his head slightly, and under the bright moonlight, he could not see the other party's face clearly.

”Yes, yes. Within a year, I will definitely find Wu Zongyun …” The man shuddered again and answered immediately.

The moon was like a silver plate, the wind was calm and the water was still. It was a quiet night in the Martial House.