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Chapter 505

In fact, Ji Zheng doesn't like to boast about himself, let alone praise him in this tone.

...It feels a little ashamed!

But he could see that Zhao Mingyue was too afraid of Feng Shouyi and had a strong psychological shadow. It would be better to say a few "big words" to enhance her confidence.

Obviously it worked.

Zhao Mingyue was stunned and her mind was blank.

Looking at Ji Zheng, he thought to himself: "True... True Mechanism Realm? Is he really the True Mechanism Realm?"

It was both incredible and shocked, mixed with horror, ecstasy and hope, and other emotions. It is no exaggeration to say that the complexity of Zhao Mingyue's thoughts and moods is really hard to describe, and it is even more chaotic and unreasonable.

The only trace of reason left told her: It’s impossible!

Only lunatics will believe it.

Martial arts common sense tells her: Ji Zheng is too young!

The True Mai Realm? It’s really unimaginable. You know, her father was only at the eighth level and ninth level when he was at his age.

The possibility of achieving true veins is so young and infinitely close to zero.

But Zhao Mingyue also knew that Ji Zheng's understatement of "turning gas into flames" must be a true pulse-level manifestation.

So, the student her father accepted in Yue Kingdom was really in a true state!

Then Zhao Mingyue was stunned, as if she was looking at a monster.

He is obviously very young, at most twenty-one or two years old, why... why is he a strong man in his true vein?

You should know that in Zhao Mingyue's impression and common sense, a young man of this age is enough to be proud of his ability to have seven or eight levels of cultivation, which represents a well-deserved success, and can be called the best, and can make countless people look envious and jealous.

Even those geniuses on the Vitality List, at this age, only a very small number of people can prepare for the True Mai Realm or even try to make breakthroughs.

There are not only a few who can achieve the true pulse state at this age, but there are only a few, and all of them are the best ones, and they are the top geniuses in a faction, a country, and even a generation!

Could it be that Ji Zheng is such a genius?

This is a good thing. The stronger Ji Zheng means that Zhao Mingyue has the greater hope of getting rid of Feng Shouyi's control.

This is the first time in a few years since Zhao Mingyue fell into hell that he saw the dawn of escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Considering that the environment here is not good and there is a potential danger to keep Zhao Mingyue and his son here, Ji Zheng said directly: "Senior sister, why not move to the inn with me first. The environment is better so that I can take care of you."

"Okay! I'll get rid of it now." Zhao Mingyue did not hesitate. Obviously, Ji Zheng's actions to show his cultivation have been effective.

In fact, there was nothing to deal with. Feng Shouyi took away all valuable things in order to eat, drink, and have fun, and forced Zhao Mingyue to take away all the valuable things. So Zhao Mingyue quickly packed up and took the child out with Ji Zheng.

After walking a while, Zhao Mingyue suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at the dilapidated house in the dark, without hiding her inner hatred and disgust. In fact, this place is like a hell for her, trapping her, torture her, and trying to force her to collapse...

But Zhao Mingyue may not have much other abilities, but she is a strong person by nature.

At that time, she was able to marry Feng Shouyi as if she was trying to dissuade her mother. Over the past few years, she has suffered many mental tortures by Feng Shouyi in life, but she has survived it with her stubborn nature.

The more Feng Shouyi tortured her, the more she persisted!

Despite this, she has indeed lost confidence in the future and even felt desperate during the dark days that have lasted for several years. To some extent, she has been living for her son in the past two years.

If it weren't for her son, if it weren't for her stubbornness, she might have given up on herself long ago.

I never expected that at the most desperate moment, a student her father accepted in another country suddenly came, bringing light to her dark situation.

Ji Zheng stood still, feeling the faint gaze in the darkness peeking, and the corner of his mouth slightly pulled down: "Senior Sister, let's go."

"Don't worry, you and the children will not come back here again!"

Zhao Mingyue was slightly shocked, looking at Ji Zheng to verify and hoped: "Really?"

Ji Zheng was sure: "I guarantee it!"

…………

The night outside is shrouded in the sky, and the Chunfeng Pavilion is brightly lit.

Feng Shouyi was hugging a brothel girl, holding another one in his hand: "Come on, I want to drink. No, don't drink like this... Hahaha, I want Qingqing's little mouth to feed me."

The woman who was caught by him looked shy and stomped her feet in a coquettish way: "I don't support me, so how can I play with me like that? I remember that Brother Shouyi said that he should cherish me."

"Take care, of course, love love, you must love it! Haha." Feng Shouyi laughed proudly, and said, "How can you talk about these two things that are in love?" His expression suddenly became lewd and humble: "Even if you play with it, I will be played with by Miss Qingqing..."

The sound of the piano is lingering, creating the atmosphere, but unfortunately no one listens to this room. However, the sound of playing and moaning has given birth to ambiguity and desire, making the scene particularly unrestrained.

At this time, the servant of the brothel came with a man wearing coarse cloth clothes. The man was obviously not a rich and powerful person, and probably rarely came to such high-end places. He looked at the scene around him greedily, hoping that he would hold the girls in his arms.

Until Feng Shouyi looked at the man impatiently: "What's the matter? Say it."

The man leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: "Young Master Feng, Brother Biao sent me to inform you that after nightfall, a young guest came to your house. He was a naughty face and had some strength. He just didn't have eyes. Hehe, that kid actually asked Brother Biao's people to lead your house."

Feng Shouyi suddenly felt drunk and slightly cleared, and showed a trace of evil spirit: "What kind of cultivation is that person?"

"It is estimated to be four or five levels." This person said.

Feng Shouyi sneered: "Please keep a close eye on that kid, as long as my wife doesn't escape, you don't have to take action. It's best to find where that kid is staying. When I look back and have time, I'll ask him to 'talk'..."

Feng Shouyi was not worried about something. Zhao Mingyue hadn't tried to escape again in the past year. His threat was very useful. Moreover, there were casinos, brothels, and lenders were staring at him in public, while Brother Biao's people were secretly eyeliners.

There is no mistake.

The man who ran errands' eyes were almost falling into the snow-white chests of the girls in Chunfeng Pavilion, and he wished he could take root in Chunfeng Pavilion from now on. But he still had to take Feng Shouyi's message and go back with a hot and reluctant manner.

Brother Biao is a stout man with a fist as big as a casserole. After hearing his remarks, he turned his eyes before he explained it.

Not long after, the people under his command sent back messages one after another: "That kid is out, and the wife of the Zhao family is still carrying a package, so she is afraid she is going to go far."

"They really left, and the door was not even locked. Brother Biao, are you going to take action?"

"Brother Biao, that guy and the Zhao family's wife didn't know what to do, so they didn't walk outside and came inside."

Brother Biao also muttered in his heart, wondering why the Zhao family’s wife didn’t take advantage of this time to escape. Suddenly, he remembered that there seemed to be no news for a while.

It was then that two figures flew in from outside.
Chapter completed!
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