Even if you kill Zhuo Mufeng, you won’t believe that the Oriental Family would be so generous, and you will disclose all your secrets to yourself as an outsider for free, and let him enter the Storm Array.

There is no need to say much about the secret. Just talking about the Storm Array, you must know that he relied on the incomplete Storm Array in Shengwu Mountain in Guangxingdao to understand the small-formed Storm Array. What will happen if he replaces it with the complete Storm Array?

This is an opportunity that most warriors in the world will never get in their entire lives, but now it has been sent to Zhuo Mufeng, but Zhuo Mufeng can only be afraid and hesitated.

Just because he really couldn't figure out what the Dongfang Family was behind? Cultivate himself. If he loses luck in the future and becomes a legendary master, will the Dongfang Family not be afraid?

Surrounded by a group of people, Zhuo Mufeng returned to his courtyard. After waiting for the others to leave, he lay on the bed with his eloquent clothes and did not sleep all night.

He did not give him any chance to hide. The next day, Dongfang Zhiting, who came to Zhuo Mufeng, came to the door in person and wanted to take Zhuo Mufeng to the library.

The guy was almost worried and laughed and said, "Please, I feel sorry for Elder Zhiting. But I feel uncomfortable occasionally. Can I go a few days later?" He thought he could just drag it.

Dongfang Jingting said lightly, "Since that's the case, I'll report to the Great Elder." He turned around and left.

The slightest anger Zhuo Mufeng wanted to punch him in the head, so he had to step forward quickly and hold Dongfang Jingting's hand. "Elder Jingting, don't worry, the Dongfang family is so loving, let alone the younger generation is unwell, even if they have broken their legs, they have to climb to the library."

Dongfang Jingting glanced at him and said for granted, "It's good that you know, what are you waiting for?" He snorted in his nose, shook Zhuo Mufeng's hand heavily, and walked forward.

Made, did this guy take the wrong medicine? Zhuo Mufeng grinned behind him.

Although this guy was indifferent before, his attitude was not so bad. Now, Young Master Zhuo has entered the Great Elder's study. Logically speaking, Dongfang Jingting should be more polite.

Unable to figure out the joints, Zhuo Shaoxia had no choice but to shake his head, put his hips on his shoulders, and followed behind with a sigh. Those who didn't know how he wanted to go to the library of the Dongfang Family and thought he was going to be beheaded.

If I knew the truth, I guess the Eastern Zhou warriors could drown him with one spit.

Walking all the way between the mountains and rivers of the garden, in addition to the servants and patrol guards coming and going, there are naturally people from the Eastern family, including men, women, young and old, sitting in pavilions, standing in corridors, or exploring in groups of three or five.

When they saw Zhuo Mufeng, many people looked at each other with curiosity.

Although the Oriental Family is prosperous, most of the sidelines are not qualified to live here. The total number of direct lineages is only a few hundred people, and they know each other. Zhuo Mufeng is very born, and he is obviously not a servant who can lead Dongfang Zhiting himself.

Just at this moment, a woman with an extremely sweet appearance was walking out of the Banyuemen with a frown. Dongfang Xiaying lost face in front of Sister Xue last night and couldn't sleep well.

This woman was furious and afraid that Sister Xue would be disappointed with her, so she got up early in the morning and hurriedly washed and dressed up. She planned to go to Sister Xue to explain again so that Sister Xue would not alienate her.

Thinking of various words in his mind and practicing repeatedly, Dongfang Xiaying was so immersed that she didn't notice the person walking ahead. Until her feet came into view, and after the other party stopped, she almost bumped into it.

"How come you girl is in a daze?"

What made Zhuo Mufeng, who was following behind, stunned happened. Dongfang Zhiting, which was as 20,000 to 20,000 yuan in front of him, saw that Dongfang Xiaying almost bumped into him. Not only did she not get angry, she just whispered to blame, but also had a very doting tone.

Dongfang Xiaying raised her head and showed a forced smile on her sad face, "Uncle, it turns out it's you, why are you blocking someone's way?"

It was obvious that she walked without looking ahead, but she blamed Dongfang Jingting. As a result, Dongfang Jingting was not angry. Instead, she touched her head and asked, "Is there anything that can't be easy on my mind, just tell my uncle."

Dongfang Xiaying avoided his hand and thought to herself that she was a big girl, how could she still be as angry and weak as she was when she was a child, "Don't worry, Xia Ying is fine."

She was in a hurry to see Sister Xue, and she had no time to chat with the idle people. She responded casually and walked forward with a frown on her face. She didn't even see Zhuo Mufeng, who was stunned after Dongfang Jingting.

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Jingting was not angry yet. He just sighed. When he looked at Zhuo Mufeng, he returned to his cold look. He seemed a little angry. He snorted heavily and continued to lead the way.

Zhuo Mufeng rubbed his eyes in distress.

Now I finally understood. No wonder Dongfang Jingting looked at him with a nose that was not his eyes, but his eyes were not his eyes. It turned out that the woman who was ten times more rude than the eldest lady was actually his niece, and she looked very close.

The thing he offended Dongfang Xiaying last night must have reached this guy's ears. What else can he say? He can only curse him for being unlucky.

"Who is that boy? He looks good." A woman covered her mouth and chuckled in the pavilion.

"It's not just temperament, but also looks first-class. I think you little girl is Sichun. Do you want your sister to ask for you?" someone quipped on the side. The two girls soon got together.

They are all direct women from the Oriental family, with amazing eyesight and insight. I guess ordinary heroes won't even look at them. Being able to get such evaluations from them proves that a certain guy does have a little bit of desirable.

While playing, I heard the middle-aged woman sitting on the stone bench say, "He is Zhuo Mufeng, you can go and meet him when you have time."

"Zhuo Mufeng?"

"It's Zhuo Mufeng who was on the Tianxing List at the age of twenty, defeated Gong Yang Jin in the Imperial City, and was given the Northern Rainbow Sword?"

Both women exhaled in a low voice and stopped fighting. When their eyes turned, they saw the boy in white walking past the moon gate and disappearing from their sight.

At the same time, young men and women from other oriental families everywhere also changed their expressions when they heard the words of their elders around them, and they all had a strong smell of shock and exploration.

Even if they were born into the Oriental Family, they could not ignore the Tianxing List. Because there were only dozens of people who could enter the list, and they were all senior elites in the family.

A young man in his twenties can join in, which will bring shock to the younger generation of the Oriental family, which is definitely far beyond the imagination of outsiders.

After the Fengyun Conference, almost all people from the Oriental Family remembered the name Zhuo Mufeng. Especially the younger generation, they had a more complicated view of him. Otherwise, with Dongfang Xiaying's arrogance, why are people qualified to be remembered by her?

Unexpectedly, after achieving such a result, the other party had not stopped. After only half a year, he was amazed at the palace banquet and stepped on the No. 1 young swordsman in the Northern Qi Dynasty under his feet in the name of dynasty honor. Now he ranks 65th on the Star List.

He became famous at a young age, was handsome and had a bright future. The name Zhuo Mufeng was like being favored by God and shrouded by the ring of gods, leaving it to the world with endless imagination.

The younger generation of the Oriental Family was the first to be compared due to their environment and identity. Today, they finally met the Dongzhou Junyan who made the head and the elder praise him. Xinhu was destined to be unable to calm down for a long time.

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The library of the Oriental Family is indeed a rare style. It is five floors high, and each floor is three feet three. It seems that no one is guarding it, but Zhuo Mufeng clearly senses no less than three unparalleled fluctuations, and he must be a shocking master.

When he arrived at the door, Dongfang Zhiting stopped and turned around and said, "Go in by yourself." He seemed too lazy to look at Zhuo Mufeng for a longer time and was about to leave.

After all, I still have to live in the Eastern Family. I don’t know when I will be free. Zhuo Mufeng thought about making as few enemies as possible, so he clasped his fists and smiled, "Elder Jingting, the younger generation had some misunderstandings with his niece last night, but they all explained clearly. I hope you don’t mind."

It would be fine if he didn't mention it. As soon as he asked it, Dongfang Jingting immediately pulled down his face and said coldly, "Does it include slapping her ass?"

A few steps away, Zhuo Mufeng smelled the other party's anger and shouted unjustly, "I'm not there! I just accidentally touched it with a sword."

Dongfang Jingting's eyebrows were beating and he sneered, "Touched it? That Young Master Zhuo is really not careful!"

Of course he knew what happened and knew that Dongfang Xiaying was not taken advantage of, but he couldn't hold back the people's mouth and spread it. In the end, Zhuo Mufeng slapped Dongfang Xiaying's butt with his hand.

And all this was caused by the boy in front of him. Dongfang asked himself directly, if it weren't for the sake of the elder, he would have to chop off the boy.

Seeing that this boy was still confident, Dongfang Jingting suppressed his anger and did not want to say a word, but left without saying anything.

Is this guy sick? Zhuo Mufeng was speechless. He was not the one who put a hot face on someone's cold butt. Since the other party didn't appreciate it, he simply gave up and didn't believe that the other party dared to do whatever he wanted to do.

Now that things have come to this point, this guy treats the Great Elder as a talisman. Knowing that he can't escape today, he has to clean up his thoughts, helplessly push open the door of the library and walk in.

If you can't resist some things, you have to close your eyes and enjoy them. This is the case with Master Zhuo. He insists on sending the secret book to him. If he doesn't want to, what can he do?

Looking at the bookshelf and secret books all over the room, Master Zhuo was in a hot heart and thought that no matter what the consequences were, he would get the Wuzhu value here first!

He was afraid that the people in the dark would notice something strange, so he pretended to read a few books first, then walked to the second floor, then read a few more books, and then walked to the third floor... and all the way to the fifth floor.

It is worthy of being an oriental family. There are eleven five-star martial arts, including swordsmanship, palm techniques, finger skills, light skills, etc. He dared not reveal his ability to remember it all. It took him a long time to act like he could barely remember it.

In the days that followed, Master Zhuo went to the library to report regularly every day. It seemed that while studying five-star martial arts, he did not forget to go to the following floors to increase his knowledge. The person in the dark looked at it and nodded, thinking that genius is a genius, and he knew that he had drawn essence from ordinary martial arts at such a young age.

Who knew that Zhuo Mufeng was just taking the opportunity to expand his martial arts skills to increase his martial arts pillar value.
Chapter completed!