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Chapter 539

The majesty of a national scholar

"Try it, maybe it tastes okay." Wei Feng said intentionally or unintentionally.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Gong Lianyu tentatively picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite.

The freshly fried fried dough sticks, with their fragrant aroma, invade your mouth, and then they burst into a crispy texture when you bite into them.

“Really delicious.”

Gong Lianyu took a bite and was surprised to find that the fried dough sticks turned out to be such a delicious food. Then she took another sip of tofu and found that the tofu was also very delicious.

After a while, her little mouth became bulging. Maybe it was because the people who came in and out here had no pretensions and were just ordinary people.

Therefore, she put down her usual reserve and ate with enthusiasm. After a while, she had completely wiped out everything in front of her.

It wasn't until she put down the bowl and chopsticks that she realized that Wei Feng had been looking at her, and Gong Lianyu's pretty face suddenly turned red.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing, I just think you look a little different from before."

Gong Lianyu touched his bloated belly, suddenly thought of something, and said:

"After dinner, it's time to talk about business."

"Do you know that you have already caused big trouble?"

"What's the trouble?" Wei Feng said with a half-smile.

"Asking even though you know it, the He family, and the Fenglei Sect, I have to say, you have caused a huge disaster!"

Gong Lianyu had to worry about him, not because of anything else, because Wei Feng provoked those people just to save her.

Seeing that Wei Feng didn't speak, she thought there was nothing he could do, so she said:

"Let's see. I'll go find my father and think of a solution. First of all, what the He family did this time has touched the Gong family's bottom line. This is actually a bargaining chip."

"I will tell my father. He might see you then. You should behave normally then, you know?"

Wei Feng couldn't help but was speechless, "What do you mean by me acting normal? Am I not normal?"

"What I mean is that you don't want to reveal your secret."

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine. Besides, I don't want to see you using your reputation to deal with the He family."

Gong Lianyu looked at him deeply, stood up and said, "I've decided that's it."

After saying that, she turned around and got into her car and left the street.

at this time.

Fenglei Mountain.

He Yingxiong was dressed in white silk, holding the coffin, and walked up the mountain step by step.

Not wanting to stay even longer, he hired a special plane overnight to transport your uncle's body to the foot of Fenglei Mountain.

Eight hundred miles away, it was only a few hours by plane. It was only at dawn that He Yingxiong held the coffin and walked step by step towards the mountain.

The four disciples, carrying the coffin, and He Yingxiong supporting the coffin, walked up the 999 steps directly to the Fenglei Sect.

Boom, boom, boom!

On the top of the mountain, the morning bell rang, but the sound was different from the previous ones. The sound conveyed by the bell was a little more dull and sad.

The bell rang for a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine times, which represented that the life span of the great elder Qian Santong ended at the age of forty-nine.

The disciples of Fenglei Sect all looked surprised. They looked at the group of people getting closer and closer in the distance and couldn't help but whisper.

"What's going on? Isn't that senior brother He Yingxiong who just came down the mountain? Why is he covered in white?"

"You still don't know? The great elder is dead. He was killed in Jiangnan City!"

"Hey, this kind of thing happened? Who did it? Elder Qian is the sect leader's biological brother. This person doesn't want to live anymore."

One of the disciples looked sarcastic: "Huh, who knows, but no matter who it is, this guy is dead."

"Who doesn't know that the sect master's retreat this time is to break through the realm of the Grand Master. Once he crosses over, there will be a true heaven-level cultivation, and he will be a national scholar."

"The so-called national scholars are the pillars of the country. Even China must treat them with caution."

"How many unparalleled warriors are there in the south of the Yangtze River, and how many are there in the whole of China?"

When everyone heard this, they all sighed and couldn't help but sigh.

But he only sighed at the power of the sect leader. As for the person who dared to kill the sect leader's brother, he didn't even think about it, because his fate was obvious and there was no other way but death.

Boom!

The coffin is located on a mountain peak, under a waterfall that reaches the sky.

At this moment, there is a person standing under the waterfall.

This man has silver hair, as straight as a gun, with a ruddy complexion. Under a pair of black eyebrows are a pair of star-like eyes, and his figure is unusually tall.

He had his hands behind his back, seemingly deep in thought, and remained motionless.

During this time, He Yingxiong and other disciples did not dare to make a sound, they all knelt on the ground and remained silent.

It wasn't until an hour later that the morning sun slowly rose from the cliff. He suddenly opened his eyes, moved his hands, and then struck out with a palm wind, aiming directly at the waterfall.

"open!"

A loud roar rose into the sky.

I saw a waterfall about one foot wide and one hundred meters long. It was split in the middle with the force of the palm wind!

The waterfall actually split in the middle. The waterfall, which was about 100 meters long, had a gap of more than half a meter long, running through the top and bottom, which lasted for ten seconds.

If an outsider saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop. Even the disciples who were kneeling on the ground looked shocked when they saw it.

"Master has accomplished a great feat! Breaking the waterfall with his bare hands is truly a miraculous skill!"

"This... this is beyond the scope of mortals. This is beyond the reach of human beings. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that someone in this world could do this!"

"It is rare to cut off water with a knife, but Master's palm is more than just cutting off the water with a knife. It is a waterfall, and the weight of the falling water is at least several tons heavy!"

"If this palm hits someone, I'm afraid that person will be shattered into powder!"

"The master is already an unparalleled scholar! The so-called master, in the eyes of the master, is nothing but a chicken and a dog!"

After a long while, the old man finally finished his work. He slowly turned around and said calmly:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

He Yingxiong hurriedly kowtowed and said: "Master, my uncle was killed by a boy named Wei Chen, and I ask my master to avenge my uncle!"

The old man is the leader of Fenglei Sect and Qian Santong's eldest brother Qian Shidao.

"Tee Tong, dead."

"It seems that he has not escaped the disaster."

Qian Shidao once saw that Qian Santong was bound to be in trouble, and the disaster was in the Jianghu, so he asked him to go to Jiangnan City with He Yingying to try to avoid the disputes in the Jianghu.

However, it seems that he was still wrong. A disaster is a disaster after all, and there is still no escape.

However, his brother Qian Shidao would not die in vain.
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