This handsome young Taoist walked into the private room with his head held high, as if he was the protagonist here and did not take anyone else into consideration.

The atmosphere in the private room was very depressing, and the previous laughter and joy had disappeared.

"Thirteenth Young Master, this is not your home"

After the initial silence, Zhao Hong finally spoke: "Are you too rude?"

The chief disciple of the Yunhai Association has a very free and easy personality and doesn't even care about his own life and death, but he is obviously very afraid of this young Taoist.

"Zhao Hong, you'd better take care of yourself first!"

The young Taoist sneered: "You were hit by my senior sister Wuyi's thousand-slide sword energy. If you didn't rest in the Yunhai Guild Hall, you ran to Yaoyue Tower to eat and drink. Do you think you were not dying fast enough?"

Zhao Hong said lightly: "You want to be troublesome?"

A sarcasm appeared on the corner of the young Taoist lips and said, "If you die, wouldn't I have lost a lot of fun? Only you, a few cowardly junior brothers, are so boring!"

He slapped someone in the face or not, but he directly slapped several disciples in the guild.

A disciple finally couldn't help it and stood up and shouted, "Yuwen Shaoqing, you are not welcome here, please leave!"

The young Taoist named Yuwen Shaoqing laughed and said disdainfully: "What are you? You dare to ask me to leave? Don't say that this is the only private room in Yaoyue Tower, even in the palace, I will come whenever I want and leave whenever I want. If you have the ability, let's try it?"

He stared at the other party, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

The disciple of the guild felt cold. He actually didn't dare to agree.

"What a big tone!"

At this moment, Wei Changfeng, who had been watching coldly, said, "Come when you want to come. If you want to go, go when you want to. Otherwise, why don't you come to my Yunhaimen to try it? I promise not to break your legs!"

Yuwen Shaoqing's face suddenly froze.

He came from a wealthy family and had married into the royal family among his elders, so he came and went freely in the palace and was not boastful.

But Yunhai Gate is not a big palace. If you really go to Yunhai Gate, the result will be completely imaginable.

Wei Changfeng's ridicule was like slapping him back!

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Hong laughed and poured a glass of wine for Wei Changfeng: "Young brother said so well!"

Yuwen Shaoqing stared at Wei Changfeng gloomyly and said, "Are you Wei Changfeng who defeated Ye Wudao?"

Wei Changfeng did not expect that the other party knew his name, but he still remained calm on the surface: "That's right, I wonder what Junior Brother Yuwen has to teach me?"

The other party was arrogant, and Wei Changfeng would not show weakness, so he rushed back straight.

"very good!"

The young Taoist looked at him deeply and said, "Wei Changfeng, wait for me, sooner or later, you will kneel at my feet and lick me."

"roll!"

Before he could finish his words, Wei Changfeng suddenly shouted angrily.

The simple word "元" contains the extremely pure Qianyang true energy. The shouts condensed but did not dissipate, and they headed towards Yuwen Shaoqing, and suddenly exploded like thunder!

Yuwen Shaoqing was talking happily, but he was not prepared for Wei Changfeng's roar and counterattack. He only felt a powerful force coming towards him, and the dirty words that rushed into his throat could not be heard.

He couldn't help but take two steps back, hit his companion behind him, and almost fell to the ground and made a big ugly.

Even so, Yuwen Shaoqing's ears were also buzzing, and he was lost in his mind for a moment and couldn't even wake up!

The methods used by Wei Changfeng, similar to the Buddhist lion roar, were combined with the techniques of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, and could exert the power to shock the enemy's gills at close range.

Because it was targeted, no one else had any effect except Yuwen Shaoqing. Wei Changfeng's roar sounded like a little loud to them.

"Thirteenth Young Master!"

The two young Taoists who followed Yuwen Shaoqing quickly supported him and exclaimed: "What's wrong with you?"

Yuwen Shaoqing shook her head, and her consciousness finally woke up. Her handsome face was so swollen that it was bleeding.

"Let's go!"

He stared at Wei Changfeng with an extremely resentful gaze, squeezed out a few words from his teeth, then struggled to throw away his companion's support, turned his head and left the private room.

Yuwen Shaoqing is not a fool. If Wei Changfeng plots over, he will undoubtedly be humiliating himself. Unless he makes a big move, the face he lost will definitely not be found.

When leaving the box, the handsome boy clenched his fists tightly, his face twisted, undoubtedly hating Wei Changfeng to his bones.

His two companions looked at each other and quickly ran out.

He came out arrogantly and returned with a dirt-faced look. With the departure of the three young Taoists, the atmosphere in the private room finally returned to a little normal, but there was something strange.

Those disciples at the guild felt both happy and were obviously worried about Wei Changfeng.

Zhao Hong said his thoughts for them: "Junior Brother Wei, Yuwen Shaoqing is not easy to mess with. He suffered a loss here today and will definitely find a way to take revenge tomorrow, so if you are fine, it is best not to leave the guild hall."

He spoke very seriously and his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Wei Changfeng nodded.

He also knew that Yuwen Shaoqing's identity was very unusual, otherwise the classmates present would not have performed like this.

However, as a warrior, you must never face bullying and be weak inside, otherwise you will lose the courage and diligence.

Others slapped their hands on the face. If they didn't fight back hard, why would Wei Changfeng learn martial arts and practice swords? No matter how strong Yuwen Shaoqing's background is, he cannot bear to bear humiliation and bow his head!

Zhao Hong knew that Wei Changfeng didn't understand Yuwen Shaoqing, so he said a few more words.

Yuwen Shaoqing is the direct descendant of the Yuwen family and ranks thirteenth, so he is also called Thirteenth Young Master.

He has been smart and handsome since childhood, so he is deeply loved by the elders of the clan. At the age of nine, he joined the Qinglong Palace, one of the Four Divine Palaces, to study art, and became an elite disciple of the inner palace.

The Yuwen family is a wealthy family in Qinyang. Yuwen Shaoqing's aunt married into the Qin royal family in her early years and was a concubine who was favored by King Wu of Qin. Therefore, Yuwen Shaoqing is also considered to be half a royal relative.

Such a three-level identity made Yuwen Shaoqing not many people dare to provoke him, and he has always been arrogant.

The disciples present at the guild were all natives from Qinyang. Although their families were not bad, they were much different from the Yuwen family. When they met Yuwen Shaoqing, they naturally lacked confidence and dared not compete with him.

"Junior Brother Wei, the situation is now chaotic."

Zhao Hong finally said, "So let's talk about everything when the two chief uncles come back!"
Chapter completed!