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Chapter 885: No Hope

The grandfather and grandson got into the car, and Fu Taiyang ordered the driver to drive.

Fu Shaohua was silent for a long time before replying: "I heard you have said that one of the four great martial gods, the Sword Saint Sword Wuji."

Fu Taiyang nodded while touching his beard, "Do you know what kind of master he is?"

“Isn’t it the same level as you?”

Fu Shaohua was stunned for a moment.

"No!"

A trace of fear flashed in Fu Tai's eyes, "Jian Wuji is a real super warrior. There are few super warriors in this world, also known as - Grandmaster!"

"What?"

Fu Shaohua's face changed drastically.

Super warriors are already transcending the physical constitution of mortals, and a height that ordinary people cannot imagine, and their physical body has reached the current limit of human cognition.

"Do you know that Jian Wuji's talent is very bad. He can be said to be the bottom of our generation, but he is the only one who has become a super warrior, and we are always a little bit behind. Do you know why?"

Fu Taiyang asked in a deep voice.

"have no idea!"

In addition to shock, Fu Shaohua's eyes also had a deep confusion.

"It's because of his hard work and his madness!"

Even though he mentioned the past many years, Fu Tai was still a little scared.

When he was young, Jian Wuji not only destroyed his body, but also his will. Almost no one could bear the devil training method.

"Of course, there are also the key reasons for super medicinal baths!"

Fu Taiyang took a deep breath.

"Super, super medicinal bath!"

Fu Shaohua was dumbfounded.

"Why!"

Fu Taiyang smiled bitterly, "The reason why Jian Wuji always hides his body and does not negotiate with others is largely because he controls the super medicine bath formula. I don't know how many people covet that kind of thing that is against the sky. Do you think he can be safe and secure and not disturbed?"

"Grandpa, if you say that, wouldn't I have no hope?

What I soaked was just a quasi-silver medicine bath, I..." "It's okay, let's go step by step. Lin Xiao has a silver medicine bath in his hand. That's an opportunity. I will definitely find a way to help you get it. As for the golden medicine bath..." Fu Taiyang patted Fu Shaohua's cold back of his hand, "Grandpa will definitely help you."

"Thank you grandpa!"

Fu Shaohua took a deep breath, and the light in his eyes gradually condensed.

Fu Taiyang smiled, looked up and said to the driver, "Old Wang, go to the Martial Arts Promotion Association."

"Okay Master!"

The car turned a corner and drove towards the direction of the Martial Arts Promotion Association.

Lin Xiao took Duanmuyi back to Nanlong Villa and served with a good meal of tea and water, but no one spoke because they were all waiting for someone to appear.

Today's protagonist, Nangong Fuhu.

Nangong Jin was uneasy. Although she learned the truth from her grandfather, she had always been difficult to accept. After all, she had planted the seeds of hatred for Duanmuyi since she was a child and always believed that she was the murderer who killed her grandmother.

It is precisely because of this that Nangong Jin is so realistic that outsiders naturally cannot see that all the designs by Nangong Fuhu are fake, which avoids many crises.

But I never expected that Duanmuyi was her biological grandmother, and the so-called "grandma" was just an actor and a chess piece.

"Ahem..." Lin Xiao wanted to break the embarrassment and said a few words, but heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Nangong Fuhu rushed in like a gust of wind, and his eyes instantly fell on Duanmuyi.

"Xiao Yi!"

Nangong Fuhu's eyes lit up and he hurried over, "A few days ago, you wrote to me that you were going to come back, but I was so anxious. After so many years, you are finally willing to come back, I..." "Okay!"

Duanmu Yi interrupted him coldly, "How old are you, or are you impatient?"

What I said in the letter is very clear that I came back this time to solve the problem.”

"I know, you found the clue?"

Nangong Fuhu asked in a deep voice.

Duanmu Yi glanced at Lin Xiao lightly and continued, "That's right."

Lin Xiao always felt Duanmuyi's eyes were a little weird, and he couldn't help asking: "What are the puzzles of the two elders fighting?

Should we talk to our juniors?”

"Ouch! Lin Xiao, stay obediently and talk less, it has nothing to do with you."

Nangong Fuhu glared at him and turned to face Duanmuyi, "Do you know the news about Jian Wuji?"

Lin Xiao blinked, thinking to himself that what they said was related to Master?

"That's right!"

Duanmu Yi said lightly.

Nangong Fuhu turned around in circles, looking very anxious: "It's great, finding him can relieve your crisis, otherwise the Qiankun Palace represented by the Fox Girl will always be like a maggot with bones."

"Even if you find him, it will be difficult to do those things."

Duanmuyi rolled her eyes, "Do you think Qiankun Palace is so easy to deal with?"

"Always a hope isn't!"

Nangong Fuhu said with a dry smile.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Nangong Jin's face was full of doubts.

"Tell me to you later!"

Nangong Fuhu gave Nangong Jin a look of peace.

"Xiaoyi! Where is Jian Wuji?

Let's go find him now!"

Nangong Fuhu was anxious.

"What's the hurry?

I just found his apprentice, and I believe that through his apprentice, Jian Wuji should be able to find it!"

"His apprentice?"

Nangong Fuhu opened his mouth in surprise, "Do he have an apprentice?

Why haven’t I ever heard of it?”

Duanmuyi glared at him angrily: "If you don't say you are stupid, you don't even know who his apprentice is. You have been with him for several years. You are such a fool."

"ah?"

Duanmuyi rolled her eyes and snorted coldly: "You ask Lin Xiao."

"Lin, Lin Xiao?"

Nangong Fuhu was stunned, "It has something to do with this kid?

No way?

How could he be involved?"

"Lin Xiao is Jian Wuji's apprentice, what do you think?"

Duanmuyi took a sip of tea.

"What?"

Nangong Fuhu's eyes were glaring out, "Is he Jian Wuji's apprentice?

Why don’t I know?”

Nangong Fuhu and Lin Xiao met in the army. They were the ones who knew his most secrets, but they didn't know that he was Jian Wuji's apprentice. The news was too shocking.

Looking at Nangong Fuhu's foolish look, Duanmu Yi didn't get angry and said coldly: "I only knew about it when I fought him in the Golden Triangle last time, but there was an important research on hand that needed to be completed, which delayed the time to come back."

Nangong Fuhu was stunned for a long time, then strode to Lin Xiao and stared at him.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiao's expression tightened.

"Boy, I'm so miserable."

Nangong Fuhu gritted his teeth and shouted, "If you had said it earlier, there would be no more trouble."

"What's up?"

"Are you still pretending to be confused?"

Nangong Fuhu laughed in anger.

Lin Xiao spread his hands open, looking puzzled. He really didn't know what Nangong Fuhu meant.

"Lin Xiao! Where is your master?"

Duanmuyi got to the point directly and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know either!"

"You don't know his whereabouts?"

Duanmuyi asked with a frown.

"I really don't know."
Chapter completed!
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