Beiyin Great Sage

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Amidst the cold snort, Zhou Jia's whole body trembled slightly, his aura surged, his palm force was as sharp as thunder, and he blatantly tore apart the incoming sword energy.

The Shenhuang Jue broke through the first hurdle, and his background increased again.

It is true that his cultivation level is one level, but the physical body created by the dragon and tiger Xuantai makes his physical body strong and powerful, no less than a master of three levels.

And the blessing of the five thunder traits also doubled the power of Jinglei Palm.

"boom!"

The ground between the two of them suddenly cracked, the energy swept across, the doors and windows of the room rattled, and they almost wanted to break free from the shackles and fly far away.

There were also streaks of cold air raging in the arena.

"what?"

"Ok!"

"how come……"

Not only Su E, but everyone else looked shocked.

Even Mr. Ji couldn't help but sit up straight, with a serious look on his face, and looked at Zhou Jia:

"Within less than a year in the black iron, the cultivation level is already comparable to that of a person who has practiced for decades. I am afraid that if you go further, you will already be in the middle stage of the black iron."

"This son..."

"How?"

Even for him, with the massive resources provided by the Ji family, it took nearly six years for him to reach the perfection of the early stage of the Black Iron.

"Elder Xue." Ren Nantian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something, and asked:

"I heard that Zhou Jia is not a human from the Dalin Dynasty?"

"Not bad!" Xue Xiao also came back to his senses, nodding should be:

"He is not."

"It seems that he is very talented." Mr. Ji nodded slowly, and the nameless jealousy in his heart also quietly dissipated a lot.

Some races are born different.

Just like the Winged Human Race, they are born with the ability to fly, while most other races have to become silver in order to have the ability to fly in the sky.

Also.

For example, Baiyi Dili, Belo Royal Family, etc., are almost born with black iron, and such things are not enviable.

Having said that, no one will really be reconciled to finding that they have worked hard but are not as easy as others to practice.

It's the same with Mr. Ji.

"Good boy!"

Zhou Jia's sudden outburst was obviously beyond Su E's expectation, and he was almost in a hurry for a while, but he recovered in an instant.

The three levels of Shenhuang Jue are not in the middle stage of Black Iron after all.

Even with the blessing of the five thunder traits, the level of Ben Lei Zhang itself is too low after all.

gap.

Still obvious.

"Chichi..."

"boom!"

His eyes were fixed, and the source power in his body was surging like a tide. With a single point of his fingers, the cold air in the field was overwhelming, and the other people couldn't help but change their colors.

Ren Nantian stood up abruptly:

"Brother Su, show mercy!"

"Peng!"

Amidst the muffled sound, Zhou Jia picked up the shield beside him at some point, backed crazily, smashed through the wall and exited the house.

"Senior's fingering is exquisite."

His wrist trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his shield, suppressing the restlessness of Qi and blood in his body:

"The junior feels ashamed, let's say goodbye first!"

As he spoke, he bowed his hands to several people.

There was also an abnormal flush on the face.

……

……

……

"Da da……"

The maid knocked on the door:

"Miss, when are you going back?"

"squeak……"

The door opened, revealing Yurong's cheeks full of drunkenness, she waved her hand and said:

"Your lady is drunk, she may not go back tonight, she may stay here, don't worry, she will be fine with us here."

"But..." The maid showed hesitation.

"Nothing to worry about." Yurong frowned:

"This is Qihu Residence. The City Lord's Mansion and the Su Family are right next door. Who dares to make trouble here? Just go down and wait."

"When it's time to leave, I'll call you all. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, so as not to spoil our interest."

The maid glanced into the room, and saw Lei Mei waving his hands drunkenly, but she had no choice but to bow her head:

"Yes."

After closing the door, Yu Rong bowed her head, a complex expression flashed in her eyes, and when she turned around, she was already smiling, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Come!"

Back at the wine table, she picked up the wine jug on the side, pressed it somewhere and shook it gently:

"We won't go home today if we don't get drunk!"

"Never mind."

Lei Mei, who was drunk, shook his head, and finally he was a little rational:

"I still have something to do tomorrow, so I can't drink too much, I have to go back."

"Then... that's fine." Yurong's wrist trembled slightly, and she filled the wine glass:

"One last cup."

"it is good!"

Lei Mei nodded, and signaled to the confused Qing Ye:

"Last cup!"

"Dry!"

Qingye roared, picked up the wine glass and poured it into her stomach, then burped, and fell headlong under the table.

"Um... hee hee..."

Lei's brows were flushed, and he picked up his wine glass with a smile:

"Qing Ye, it's too late."

After drinking the wine, she staggered and stood up, suddenly feeling dizzy, and then Yu Rong who was beside the wine glass supported her body.

"Lei Mei, you're drunk."

Yurong bowed her head, her expression indifferent:

"I'll take you to find a place to rest."

"You..." Lei Mei felt something was wrong subconsciously, but it was difficult for her confused consciousness to provide a complete idea, so she collapsed limply in the opponent's arms.

……

Secluded courtyard.

Yurong carefully placed Lei Mei on the bed, picked up a wet towel and gently wiped the sweat from her cheeks, her eyes flickered back and forth.

"Don't blame me."

"I... I can't help it either."

Taking a deep breath, she motioned to the maid behind her:

"Go ahead and ask Su Yuan to come over."

"Yes."

The servant girl should be, turned her head and ran out of the house.

……

……

……

"Miss isn't going back?"

Zhou Jia stood at the gate of Qihuju, was stopped by someone, and frowned:

"She said it herself?"

"Miss Yurong said it." The maid bowed her head:

"Elder, Qihuju doesn't pick up male guests at night, or you can rest in a side room, so that even if there is something to do inside, you can go there in time."

"never mind."

Zhou Jia's voice was cold:

"Since the young lady has already rested, Mr. Zhou is inconvenient to disturb her. I will leave some guards here. The others will go back first and come back early tomorrow morning."

"As for safety..."

"Xihuju has never had an accident."

"Yes." The maid should be.

"Elder Zhou." Lei Yue approached carefully:

"Are you all right?"

Just now he followed Zhou Jia to meet Xue Xiao and the others, and saw Zhou Jia being blasted out by Su E with his own eyes, with an unnatural expression along the way.

In all likelihood, he was injured.

"What do you think?"

Zhou Jia turned around and walked forward.

"It's okay." Lei Yue trotted to keep up, and the audio tape flattered him:

"Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. You are still young, and those few are all seventy and eighty-year-old people who have not lived a long life, so it is not worth worrying about."

"In a few years, I'm afraid they will obediently listen to you."

"You mean..." Zhou Jia tilted his head:

"Let me bear it?"

"Hey!" Lei Yue sighed:

"If you can't bear it, what can you do? People have to bow their heads under the eaves. You have always said this, but I have always followed it."

"I can be safe and secure these days, thanks to the word 'nin'."

As he spoke, he smiled triumphantly.