Chapter 987 (1/2)

Gee!

The door of the room was slowly pushed open. Chu Xingyun just stepped into the threshold and smelled a strong smell of pills. In front of him, a figure was sitting on the ground, and the breath was flickering and flickering, which was extremely unstable.

This figure is a middle-aged man in a long robe. His face is resolute. Although he doesn't speak out, his temperament is slightly elegant. However, at the moment, he is closing his eyes, and his face is shaking from time to time. It seems that he is suffering.

”Adoptive father.” Su Jingan quietly raised his voice and awakened the middle-aged man from his meditation. As soon as the latter opened his eyes, Chu Xingyun's expression suddenly solidified and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Fu Xiaochen's eyes have changed, showing a strange red color. Black lines spread out from his pupils, making his whole person have a kind of unspeakable gloom.

”Jing'an, you are back.” Fu Xiaochen's voice also became hoarse, like an old man in his old age.

At the beginning, he was the leader of Seven Star Valley. He was so handsome under one person and above ten thousand people. Now he has been in such a field. It is really a pity.

Fu Xiaochen naturally saw Chu Xingyun, a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, and said in a low voice: ”this time I specially invite the Lord of Luoyun pavilion to come. I hope you can forgive me more.”

A few months ago, Fu Xiaochen looked upon Chu Xingyun as a junior. Although the latter was quite talented, he did not pay attention to the disparity in strength and status between them.

But now, Chu Xingyun has dominated four major areas, with tens of billions of people, and has the support of many top powers. His status is no less than that of him, and even more than a trace.

Such a huge change, even if Fu Xiaochen's natural disposition is free and easy, also has some difficulty to adapt, Chu Xingyun's growth, too fast, too frightening, is simply unprecedented.

”Su Jing'an and Su Mu Zhao are my best friends. Since they have spoken, I will do my best to help. Master Fu doesn't have to be polite.” Chu Xingyun waved his hand and stepped lightly. He came to Fu Xiaochen.

Buzz!

Without warning, Chu Xingyun's eyes became dark. His hands were wearing flowers, and he made a fingerprint like a butterfly. The mark pierced through the air, sending out the sharp edge of the sword, which was stuck on Fu Xiaochen's arm.

Suction -

in an instant, Fu Xiaochen took a breath of cold air, and his face showed a painful expression, which made Su Jingan's body tremble. He said in a hurry: ”Lord Luoyun Pavilion, the spirit of his adoptive father is broken, and it's hard to resist the external force. You...”

”Don't worry, I can bear it.” Fu Xiaochen shakes his head and takes back his eyes. He immediately clenches his teeth and allows the mark of the sword to run in his body. He never makes a sound.

Only in the past few moments, Fu Xiaochen's forehead was covered with sweat. Because of the intense pain, his whole body was shaking. Su Mu Zhao and Su Jing'an grasped the scene with both hands and were extremely nervous.

”Take it

Chu Xingyun vomited a low drink, and his heart moved. The mark of the sword disappeared in an instant. Fu Xiaochen finally breathed a sigh of relief, shaking his body and nearly collapsed on the ground.

”How is it going?” Su Jing'an hurried forward and asked.

At this time, Fu Xiaochen and Su muchao also looked at Chu Xingyun, their looks were particularly nervous. Their last hope was placed on Chu Xingyun. If Chu Xingyun had no way out, they would also be in complete despair.