Chapter 1522 Mother and Son Meet Finally

At the age of 23, Zhang Chucheng successfully ranked on the Rising Dragon List. After five years, he pushed his ranking to No. 90, but this has also reached his limit. He will withdraw from the Rising Dragon List when he reaches his age.

According to the introduction in the Book of Rising Dragons, Zhang Chucheng's swordsmanship is very good, and at the same time, he also created a very powerful swordsmanship supernatural power - Pulling the sky swordsmanship!

There are as many as three Yangshen powerhouses who died under his Heaven Pulling Sword Technique.

After looking at Zhang Chucheng for a while, Song Yan withdrew his gaze. This disapproving attitude made Zhang Bicheng's teeth itch with hatred.

"Brother Chu, you are here, hurry up, I still have a place here."

A passionate voice sounded from Wang Bo.

Not only Wang Bo came today, but also the seven young heroes from the dust-cleaning banquet before.

Everyone greeted Song Yan very enthusiastically, which made Zhang Bicheng's face even more ugly. Although there was no deliberate publicity about the dust cleaning banquet, the fact that he was defeated by Chu Fan and slapped his face was still the same. Spread in Dragon Tooth City.

After a few days, no matter where he went, Zhang Bicheng seemed to feel someone pointing and pointing behind him, which made him very angry, and the hatred for Song Yan in his heart soared.

At this moment, Zhang Chucheng said slowly: "Little brother, your heart is disturbed. I have taught you that as a swordsman, you should not be influenced by hatred at any time. Once your emotions are disordered, your sword will become sensitive." Great reduction!"

"Brother, I know it all, but that kid Chu Fan is really hateful!" Zhang Bicheng said unwillingly: "If I don't kill him, I won't be able to get rid of my hatred!"

"You are very talented, but your temperament is uncertain, so it is inevitable that you will be a little impetuous. If you can't get rid of your impetuosity, it will be difficult for you to beat him in this life!" Zhang Chucheng said lightly.

He is a pure swordsman with strong intuition. The moment Song Yan stepped into the banquet hall, he felt a hint of danger and threat.

"Brother, why don't you help me kill him!" Zhang Bicheng said bitterly.

"No!"

Zhang Chucheng shook his head: "This time, I won't let your temper go. Chu Fan is a very good whetstone. If you can beat him, you will surely surpass your elder brother in future achievements. I hope you don't let me down!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bicheng couldn't help but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I see."

There are more than 30 young heroes invited by Jin Wang Ningyue this time, among which Song Yan and Zhang Chucheng are the most famous.

But because Song Yan had humiliated Zhang Bicheng severely at the Dust Cleaning Banquet before, and hadn't figured out Zhang Chucheng's thoughts, except for Wang Bo, Yan Ru, Ji Mingyue and other seven people, none of the others took the initiative to talk to him, bringing There is a sense of respect and distance in it.

"Prince Jin and Princess Jin are here!"

After a while, a voice came from outside the banquet hall, and then the young heroes present got up one after another.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jin Wang Ning Yue and Jin Wang Concubine Zhu Hongluan entered the banquet hall surrounded by four guards and four maids.

"I've seen King Jin, I've seen Princess Jin!"

Everyone greeted them one after another.

The two people who were greeted had faint smiles on their faces, and then they came to the main seat hand in hand and sat down.

Song Yan just glanced at King Jin, and then his eyes fell on Zhu Hongluan, who looked like a twenty-six-seven woman, with a beautiful appearance, and a noble and inviolable majesty on her body.

But it also gives people a very gentle feeling.

Sensing Song Yan's staring gaze, Zhu Hongluan took a look at him, then smiled at him and turned away. There was nothing unusual, but there was a wave of turmoil in his heart, because Song Yan's appearance was at least seven or eight similar to Chu Tianxing's. Very similar, it can be said that they were printed from the same mold.

"Everyone, please sit down." King Jin was behind, looked around with a smile, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to sit down.

"Thank you King Jin."

Everyone thanked them in unison.

"let's start!"

King Jin said something, and then a group of women in pink dresses floated over, the sound of silk and bamboo also played, and the group of women in pink dresses danced to the music.

These dancers have been carefully selected, whether it is appearance, figure or dancing skills, they are outstanding. Even the young and talented people present here can't help but be attracted by them.

But Song Yan was very indifferent.

It's not surprising to see a lot, besides, what kind of dance is there in the main world?

After a dance, the dancers retreated, King Ningyue of Jin and Prince Zhu Hongluan of the Prince Jin raised their glasses to respect everyone at the same time.

Everyone raised their glasses in return.

Next, Ning Yue talked to everyone with a smile on his face, and the second show began. This time, it was a group of soldiers in bright armor. The surging drums give people a feeling of blood gushing.

Then there will be guqin solo, qinxiao ensemble and other programs.

Later, a young man dressed as a scholar appeared and sang a poem that was widely circulated in this world on the spot.

Before I knew it, more than half an hour had passed.

The king of Jin took the princess away on the grounds that he had something to do, and the banquet was presided over by a housekeeper of the palace.

But everyone came for King Jin's name, and they all retreated after seeing him, and they didn't have the intention to let go.

"Brother Chu, how about we find a place to have a few drinks?" Wenren Junjie suggested.

"OK!"

Song Yan nodded in response.

Just as they walked out of the hall, a figure blocked their way.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the Prince Jin's Mansion, I hope you will restrain yourself!"

Before Song Yan could speak, Yan Ru spoke first.

"snort!"

Zhang Bicheng let out a cold snort, then stared at Song Yan and said, "Chu Fan, wait, for at most three years, I will definitely defeat you with my own hands and make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Bicheng walked away without giving Song Yan a chance to refute.

"A funny guy!"

Song Yan pouted speechlessly, but didn't pay attention to the other party's challenge.

Just when everyone was about to leave the Jin Palace, a steward of the palace came and said, "Master Chu, my King Jin has an invitation!"

"No time!"

Song Yan said lightly.

The steward was taken aback for a moment, and Wang Bo and others were also very surprised.

"Brother Chu, maybe King Jin has something important to do with you, why don't you go there!" Wang Bo persuaded.

"That's right, Brother Chu, King Jin is quite famous, you might as well go there!" Wenren Junjie also persuaded.

Song Yan pretended to reluctantly agree: "Okay! It's just drinking this time...!"

"It's okay, let's meet again next time!"

Wang Bo waved his hand.

"Yes, there will be opportunities in the future!"

Under the leadership of the steward of the palace, Song Yan came to a gazebo. There was a person sitting in the gazebo, but it was not King Ning Yue of Jin, but Princess Zhu Hongluan of Jin, who was also the biological mother of the original owner.

"You all step back, my palace is negotiating important matters with Mr. Chu, and no one should come within three hundred steps!" Zhu Hongluan glanced at Song Yan, and then ordered in a deep voice.

Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth, wanting to see what kind of medicine Zhu Hongluan sells in the gourd?