Part 7 Chapter 935 Gathering of the Powerful

Yang Ruolan would chat with Meng Chaoran almost every day, asking about his son Chu Yang's situation over the years.

The frequent frequency of these situations made Chu Feiling and Uncle Chu very jealous. If he hadn't absolutely trusted his wife, he might have other thoughts. The man who looks like Meng Chaoran is quite outstanding...

Mrs. Yang asked a variety of questions, such as how to pick it up from a baby, how to pull shit and piss, how to reach the age of three or four, how to...

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What did you look like when you were one year old? What does a two year old look like? What clothes do you wear? What do you usually eat? What is your favorite food. What is your least favorite food? There's nothing I don't particularly like...

How did you start practicing martial arts, when did you fall for the first time, did you cry after you fell... did you have new clothes to wear during the Chinese New Year, did you have any toys when you were young?

What is Chu Yang's favorite thing to play?

Etc., etc……

Poor Meng Chaoran is a big man, even though he has personally experienced these things, how can he remember them all clearly? Such a free and unrestrained person stuttered and sweated profusely when asked by Yang Ruolan. "" Look

"It's been too long and I can't remember? It's okay, think slowly, think again? Think again, don't worry..."

"Think again……"

"I really can't remember? It's okay...then change another question..."

"Think about it, think about it carefully, think about it, think about it..."

Yang Ruolan was full of interest, never tired of listening and asking questions.

Poor Meng Chaoran has recited the things he can remember over and over again at least hundreds of times, but Yang Ruolan still listens with great interest every time, and starts to wipe away tears whenever he is disrespectful...

Even if a person like Meng Chaoran started to call his mother in his stomach, he almost shouted for help.

It is understandable for you to shed tears once you say something, but you still shed tears when you say it a hundred times...

This is too unbearable, what is this called...

Especially since I am still living in your house as a guest,

You chat with me. Talking and talking. You just cried, me, me, me... how can I explain it?

It was... extremely embarrassing.

Later, as soon as Meng Chaoran saw Yang Ruolan, Lima would run as far as he could... If it wasn't for Ye Chuchen who was still here and unable to move, Meng Chaoran almost wanted to run away from home and wander the rivers and lakes...

It seems so embarrassing...

This time, when the news came from Zhongdu, Meng Chaoran was of course an indispensable object of discussion.

"Master Meng. Look at this..." Chu Feiling asked Meng Chaoran very politely.

Seeing that it wasn't Yang Ruolan who asked him the question, Meng Chaoran breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed his usual indifferent way: "It doesn't matter. Just let them make trouble, and we, especially the Chu family, don't get involved... ..."

Chu Feiling was stunned; this is the destruction of the world by the demon. Maybe the doomsday is approaching, why is it so calm in Meng Chaoran's mouth?

This seems too calm, right? !

For a moment, Father Chu couldn't help admiring his son's master: look at his demeanor and calmness! It is only such a person who can teach my son such a monster. You can see his disciples and know his teacher. This has been the case since ancient times. The ancients do not deceive me...

"It's just Fengyue and Fengyue seniors. I didn't find them, but I don't know where these two seniors are now. I don't know about you, Master Meng..." Chu Feiling was a little worried about this, and he might delay his son's affairs. People are the most powerful people in the world, if they help, it will undoubtedly be a great help to Chu Yang.

"You can rest assured about this. The two of them have already left. According to my estimation, they may have left the southeast border by now. At most, they are about a day away from Zhongdu."

Meng Chaoran said indifferently: "A few days ago, the news of the Heavenly Demon came, and they couldn't sit still. This time they went out quietly, it was definitely because of this incident... With them rushing, and the strength of Chu Yang and his brothers, I believe The Nine Great Families will not sit idly by, so, except for the law enforcers, all the strongest forces under the Nine Heavens have joined forces, and I believe they will be able to deal with this catastrophe..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen!" Meng Chaoran gave a conclusion like this, his tone was extremely firm.

Only then did Chu Feiling and Yang Ruolan feel relieved.

But Meng Chaoran's next sentence made people want to strangle him to death.

"Speaking of which, if the strongest force under the Nine Heavens also loses, it will be the end of the world. Everyone is doomed to die together, but there is still no point in worrying!" Meng Chaoran said lightly: "That's all."

Yang Ruolan and Chu Feiling were stunned when they heard the words. The first sentence is still in heaven, imagining infinitely. It seems that they are already preparing a celebration banquet for their son's triumphant return. Doomsday, the collective is over!

When he wanted to catch this guy and denounce him, he saw that Meng Chaoran had walked out lightly, Shi Shiran, and unrestrainedly, with a very calm demeanor...

"Let the Chu family do some preparations." Chu Feiling made up his mind, and immediately walked out: "How can the family from the Nine Tribulations Sword Master not even make some gestures? Even if it is a drop in the bucket, You have to show some attitude!"

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On a certain road leading to Zhongdu, there are two men in white clothes like snow, walking like a cart, moving forward at a slow speed.

The man is chic and handsome, and the woman is beautiful, it is the moon listening to the snow that deters the world, and the wind and rain are gentle!

"Going out to the southeast this time to fight against the Heavenly Demon can be said to be the most dangerous battle in the life of your husband and I. Rou'er, are you ready?"

"That's natural. It's just that the only regret I have...is that I didn't leave a son and a half for my husband. If there is an accident...even if you and I have a companion in Huangquan, the Feng family is cut off from cigarettes. I'm really sorry The ancestors of the Feng family are gone."

"Hehe... silly words, you and I are of one mind and we are determined to eradicate the demons. We are worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth. If the demons are not eradicated, how can everyone have a future? What about future generations?" Yue Lingxue smiled faintly: "Facing the demons directly , A battle is possible! If the demon is destroyed, the people will die, nothing more!",

"That's right! With one heart and one mind, we can face the demons directly. It's okay to fight, but it's just like this!"

The husband and wife smiled at each other, and unanimously quickened their pace again. Clothed in white Lingfeng, they quickly disappeared in front of the ancient road...

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Central Capital City at this moment.

As the Nine Tribulation Brothers erupted into a riot, it became more and more intense; slowly, people from the Nine Great Families also began to participate. But at this moment, he is desperately helping Jiu Jie create momentum.

Just because everyone knows that even if the Nine Tribulations destroys his family in the future, the person in charge may not be spared, but most of the people below will be fine, especially innocent women and children. The Nine Tribulations Sword Master will never kill indiscriminately.

Conversely, if the Heavenly Demon Tribulation succeeds, then no one will be spared, no matter if it is innocent women and children, warriors in the Jianghu, or ordinary sentient beings!

The entire central capital is almost turned upside down.

The power of public opinion is indeed infinite, even more terrifying, frightening and frightening!

If one person says that Zun is a heavenly demon, he will only be regarded as a lunatic, and may be beaten to death as soon as he speaks out; if ten people say that it is equally absurd, they will also be beaten to death, even if there are more than a hundred people like this, they will still be beaten to death. The law enforcement officers made accusations and silenced them, but if thousands, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people said the same thing...then even if they didn't believe it, they would think to themselves: Why did you say that you didn't say anything about others?

Since so many people say that, there must be a reason, or...

As long as there is speculation, it will gradually become dubious, at least not completely unsuspecting.

Those who had just entered Zhongdu City were filled with righteous indignation, but they gradually began to doubt.

The situation is slowly developing in a direction that is unfavorable to Dharma Venerable, and the trend is gradually expanding.

The law enforcement officers in the city are powerless to stop such a crazy breeding situation, and have already been suppressed to the point where they dare not show their faces.

He can only shrink back, dare to be angry but dare not speak, if he still dares to say that Zun is not a demon at this time, even if he is not beaten to death, he will definitely be beaten to death.

outside the city.

This is a very quiet small village.

All the high-level law enforcement personnel are now concentrated here. At this moment, the eyes of these elites are shining with a cold black light, and bursts of magical energy are surging from the surface of their bodies from time to time.

In the middle room, there were a few hoarse roars from time to time, faintly heard. It seems that several people are enduring inhuman torture and torture, and their voices have become unbearable to listen to.

"Fa Zun...you damned bastard..." An old voice cursed feebly: "This old man has been a hero all his life, but you led me into the way of the devil, and became the seed of the devil..." It was Ping Xiaoyun's Voice: "You bastard must die!! Ah~~~"

Suddenly there was a scream, and he roared angrily: "Let me die! Let me die! Why don't you even let me die? I would rather die than become a demon. Why can't I kill myself? Why..."

He obviously wanted to commit suicide, but he was controlled by the thoughts in his head, so he couldn't even seek death. Feeling the demonic energy infecting his body and soul, Ping Xiaoyun's face was full of tears, and his heart ached even more, and he couldn't bear the pain.

"My life's persistence~~~ A lifetime of fame! Ah~~~"

"I am a law enforcer, how could I become a demon! No, no, ah~~~~" There was another heart-piercing scream. This is another Law Enforcer Ninth Grade Supreme, enduring endless torment in his heart, tossing and turning between humans and demons.

The magic and the bright mind of the past are engaged in a life-and-death struggle; it is vaguely seen that the surging magic has already gained a considerable upper hand. The soul has been swallowed up, only the instinctive persistence is left, how long can the rootless water persist?

………(to be continued...)