Chapter 241 Resentment (3rd)

Chu Li agreed with a smile, and the food will be served soon.

Yang Lingfeng invited people to bring in twenty altars of wine.

"Brother Du, this is the wine brewed by Xue Yuexuan. It's definitely strong enough. Come!" Yang Lingfeng lifted the wine jar, filled everyone's big bowls, then picked up the bowl, and said loudly: "Kill Feng Shaohua, Done!"

"Kill Feng Shaohua! Do it!" Everyone shouted loudly.

Chu Li ate it up with a smile.

Their resentment and killing intent towards Feng Shaohua are as real as they are.

Although the dishes are not as exquisite and delicious as those in Baiyun Tower, they are fresher. Chu Li is not too picky after drinking a few bowls of wine.

Chu Li is easy-going and likes to listen. After a few bowls of wine, everyone thinks that he is not so condescending.

Yang Lingfeng's alcohol capacity is average. After a pot of wine, his tongue becomes bigger, and he speaks less clearly, but talks more.

"Let me tell you, Brother Du, Feng Shaohua's qinggong is too damn good, otherwise, we would have killed him long ago!" Yang Lingfeng pulled Chu Li's sleeve and said, "There are no less than ten brothers and sisters who died in his hands." Well, if you can really kill Feng Shaohua, you will be our benefactor, and Junior Sister Du Xia will let you!"

Chu Li said: "Since he is so hateful, why didn't the seniors of your sect do anything?"

"You can't do anything." Yang Lingfeng shook his head and sighed: "This is the rule set by the patriarchs of the two sects. When disciples fight, the elders must not interfere!"

Chu Li frowned: "So I can only watch him kill."

"Hey..., if master, uncle, and the others do something, the old folks in Qingmang Mountain will also do it, so we won't survive!" Yang Lingfeng snorted, "I only blame our poor martial arts, we can't kill him!"

Chu Li nodded silently, understanding this approach.

This rule was set for the sake of each sect, otherwise the elders would do nothing to the younger generation, and the sect was doomed to perish.

"Anyway, Brother Du, we're all counting on you!" Yang Lingfeng giggled.

Chu Li said slowly: "Don't worry, Feng Shaohua won't live too long!"

"My junior brother Meng is living and dying in front of me, but I can't save him!" Yang Lingfeng looked up to the sky and shouted: "Feng Shaohua, I'm sorry for your grandma—!"

"Junior Brother Yang, you are drunk." Zhao Feihu pulled him away.

After Yang Lingfeng cursed, tears streamed down his face, and he lay down on the table and began to cry.

Everyone's eyes were red, and grief and anger surged in their hearts.

Chu Li sighed secretly, feeling this feeling of powerlessness and hatred.

Zhao Feihu gave them a helpless look: "Brother Du, I'm kidding, these guys are so worthless!"

Chu Li shook his head and smiled.

Zhao Feihu sighed: "I blame me for not being able to kill him!"

Chu Li patted him on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

Skills are not as good as people, nothing to do.

Everyone in Yang Lingfeng was very drunk, crying and screaming, and finally fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Zhao Feihu was depressed, didn't drink much, and got drunk very quickly.

In the end, only Chu Li woke up.

He looked at everyone, where would he sleep at night?

A green shadow flashed, and Su Qingdie reappeared in a lake green shirt.

There was a sneer on her bright face: "These worthless guys are really drunk when they drink, and they can only use alcohol to drown their worries!"

Chu Li hugged her fists.

"Come with me, I'll take you to the guest house." Su Qingdie wrinkled her jade-like nose and fanned her nose: "This smell! Let's go."

Chu Li got up and said, "There is Miss Laosu."

"You are the elder brother of Junior Sister Du Qiu, and you are not an outsider, so you are welcome." Su Qingdie led the way, walking gracefully, with a slender and tall figure like his reincarnated Victoria's Secret supermodel.

The two walked along the trestle bridge, into the depths of the valley, walked for a while, and stopped in front of a pavilion: "You can sleep here first, go in and see if you are satisfied."

Chu Li entered the pavilion and went up to the second floor. There were five rooms in total.

He picked a room at random, it was clean and tidy, because it faced the south and had plenty of sunlight, so it didn't look damp at all, and the bedding was dry and warm.

Su Qingdie followed into the house, leaning against the door frame: "If you're okay, stay here for a while longer, and leave after Junior Sister Du Qiu recovers from her injury. She needs someone to accompany and comfort her now."

"Okay." Chu Li nodded.

"Go to bed early." Su Qingdie waved her hand and left gracefully.

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Chu Li didn't meditate and practice at night, so he had a good night's sleep.

Although I didn't see Xiao Qi, I felt that there was Xiao Qi's aura in this valley, and I felt very at ease when I fell asleep.

The next morning, when he woke up, besides the chirping of birds, there were faint yelling in his ears. When he listened carefully, he found that many people were practicing.

He opened the window, and everything in the valley was in front of his eyes, except the training ground was blocked by trees, so he couldn't see clearly.

A dense forest surrounds the martial arts field, and he saw from Dayuan Jingzhi that it is not inferior to the size of the martial arts field in the Yanwu Hall. Fifty girls are practicing swords, and sixty young men are also practicing swords.

This gave Chu Li a sense of familiarity, as if he had returned to the school in his previous life.

The martial arts training ground in the Duke's Mansion is not like this. The male and female guards are practicing together, and the distinction is not so clear.

He stretched in the morning sun.

There was a knock on the door outside, a man in green came in with water, said with a smile: "The meal is ready, whenever Brother Du is hungry, just call me."

Chu Li thanked him, and after washing up, he went downstairs to the water pavilion on the lake.

Suru sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced.

Seeing Chu Li come in, she opened her bright eyes: "They didn't fill your bar last night?"

"They didn't feed me, they fed themselves." Chu Li said with a smile, "I'll wait until you recover from your injury before leaving."

"Really?" Suru's eyes lit up.

Chu Li smiled and said, "I have nothing to do now, and I just wait for four months to meet the second lady."

"That would be great." Suru smiled openly.

"When will Du Xia leave the customs?"

"It's hard to say, a year and a half is fast."

"Do you want me to help you and heal the injury as soon as possible?"

"Of course not!" Suru waved her hand and said, "Senior Sister Mo was also seriously injured, if I recover too quickly, others will be surprised."

She actually wanted Chu Li to stay for a while longer.

"Alright." Chu Li said with a smile, "I'll go visit Miss Mo, thank you."

"I'll take you there after dinner." Suru said.

"I met Miss Su yesterday." Chu Li said with a smile, "He really is a powerful person."

Suru said: "Senior Sister Su can be regarded as a senior elder sister, with the strongest martial arts. According to Master, she will be able to enter the sky in the future."

Chu Li smiled and nodded.

It's no wonder that Xue Yuexuan has a place of victory, and as one of the strongest martial arts, Su Qingdie is destined to enter Tianwaitian, and future Tianwaitian masters are naturally qualified to be proud.

"But Senior Sister Su is very disgusted with men, so don't be angry with her."

"That's not true, after all, it's your savior."

After the two had dinner, they went to Senior Sister Mo's place.

Although Mo Yanran's appearance is not as good as Suru's, with a snow-white melon-seeded face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, she has the pleasant temperament of Xiaojiabiyu.

She took the Qiyuan Pill, and she had other elixir, which was similar to Suru's injury.

The three of them were talking in Mo Yanran's waterside pavilion, when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps, Yang Lingfeng knocked on the door and came in: "Brother Du, Feng has gone down the mountain!"