Seeing Yuwei, the boy beside the eldest son changed his eyes and said loudly:

"Brother, that's this guy!"

He turned around and looked at the eldest son, but saw the young man staring at Yuwei, stunned for a moment, and then spoke:

"Good guy!"

The sixth young master looked at his eldest brother in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong?"

But the eldest son of the Zuo family ignored his sixth brother. The moment he saw Yuwei, he exclaimed in his heart:

"This guy is so handsome!"

"If you look at it, you're probably not inferior to me!"

This made the eldest son pay attention and unconsciously like him.

The eldest son of the Zuo family is not a vulgar person and is never bound by the surface. He has always disdained those handsome men and beautiful women who want to marry into the Zuo family.

In his eyes, who in this world deserves him?

Perhaps only in myths, the "Tao" handed down by the immortal is worthy of his lifelong entrustment.

The beauty of nature and the boundless truth between heaven and earth are worth pursuing in the eyes of the eldest son.

He was practicing martial arts and perceived that he was in harmony with heaven and earth, and was moved by the vastness of heaven and earth.

But today, this kind of touch actually appeared on Yu Wei. When I saw this boy with white hair and golden eyes at first sight, the eldest son was shocked.

But he didn't know that this was the "natural" Taoist rhyme that Yuwei had, and the great artistic conception of the immortals and gods, so that people with the heart to seek the Tao would feel aroused and yearn for the great way of heaven and earth.

Immortals and gods are naturally worshipped and admired, and the whole people of China practice. This belief does not come from fooling the people, but comes from spontaneous reverence and admiration for the achievements of immortals and gods on the road.

Putting it in the immortal path, the aura of the immortal god can even be understood by practitioners, and the profound myths and magical channels are opportunities that contain huge information.

Just like Emperor Ziwei, the appearance of the slim shadow contains mystery and can be regarded as visualization by future generations because of the artistic conception.

That kind of artistic conception is enough to deeply touch those who seek the Tao, and bow their heads sincerely in front of the immortals and gods, just like taking heaven and earth as their teacher, and asking for their guidance respectfully.

However, Yu Wei usually hides this kind of artistic atmosphere very well. Even if he meets the preacher from all over the heavens, he is not exposed. He has only just broken through and a trace of essential aura leaks out, and the eldest son of the Zuo family notices it.

But the eldest son didn't understand this, so he was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses.

He blinked, just as a momentary impact. For the first time, he saw someone who looks similar to his appearance, and felt sympathetic.

The eldest son has to admit that he has only seen a handsome person like Yuwei in the mirror.

Such a good look won his favor as soon as possible.

So, the eldest son of the Zuo family spoke very friendlyly, regardless of Yuwei's arrogant saying, "We are unimaginable."

"His Excellency Lu Yao, please forgive me for visiting you."

The eldest son smiled at Yu, and his handsome face was born to remove people's heart:

"My name is Zuo Zhicheng, the most sincere way of Tao, the most sincere way of Tao!"

He bowed and seriously reported to his home:

"Today's visit was because I heard that you were fighting against a genius in the martial arts palace. I also heard from my sixth brother that you have the strength to coagulate the blood, which made Zhicheng curious and wanted to come and have some discussions."

Zuo Zhicheng said sincerely: "After just now, your breath is as vast as the sea and as high as a cliff, which makes Zhicheng admire him."

The eldest son of the Zuo family did not feel proud at all, but said humbly: "The deep breath makes me want to discuss with Your Excellency Lu Yao even more!"

Yu Wei looked at him calmly and shook her head:

"You are not my opponent."

Yuwei's words are a statement of facts.

Before Zuo Zhicheng knocked on the door, he completed the condensation of his soul.

This soul has only been completed, although it has not crossed the great realm, it is also a qualitative leap.

If the original Daoji was just a simple engine, then the fighter jets outside were installed and truly transformed into a ferocious fairy weapon.

The methods he can use now are more than just a blood coagulation.

Even the two orifice-refining masters who were fighting fiercely outside, Yu Wei could make them kneel down in one second.

Not to mention one-on-one, even two-on-one, Yuwei can kill them instantly.

Zuo Zhicheng is very strong, and can be regarded as a super powerful blood coagulation master in ancient and modern times. Unfortunately, Yu Wei's immortal cultivation has long surpassed this level. With his methods, it is not impossible to confront the Master of Secret Collection.

Zuo Zhicheng didn't care about Yuwei's frankness, but just said seriously:

"Just now, I had a fight with a guy who forgot his name."

His wings shook, and a few feathers sprinkled, and then continued:

"That guy's kung fu is average, and he is a sloppy realm. I didn't remember what his name was after he finished fighting."

"But he said something well!"

Zuo Zhicheng looked down at Yuwei and said solemnly to the boy who was ten years younger than him and only half of his height:

"A warrior is to swing his fists at someone who is stronger than himself!"

With Zuo Zhicheng's passionate emotions, the wings behind him spread out, and a large area of ​​fluffy white feathers filled the entire corridor.

Yu Wei raised her eyebrows and involuntarily had an illusion that the number one genius of the martial arts mansion and the eldest son of the aristocratic family were like a bird that expanded herself into a ball of hair in the wild to intimidate birds that prey animals.

Zuo Zhicheng didn't know Yu Wei's thoughts, but he was still making a serious statement:

"In terms of breath, I have to admit that you are stronger!"

"But everything is possible when fighting martial arts. I have confidence that I can shock you in the competition!"

Among a large feather, the sixth son of the Zuo family showed a head, his eyes were filled with admiration, and he applauded:

"I am worthy of being the eldest brother!"

Looking at the two brothers, Yu Wei pondered for a moment.

When his divine thoughts swept over, he saw that this disciple of a large and small family had unexpectedly pure minds.

Unlike the third son of the Zuo family who was full of calculating, nor was the ancestor of the Zuo family who was plagued by resentment, he was almost as simple as a noble family.

On the contrary, there is a bit of a martial arts tycoon like Yu Ji.

After thinking for a while, Yuwei nodded and said with a plain expression:

"It's too narrow to compete here, let's go to the martial arts field."

Zuo Zhicheng was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you, Your Excellency Lu Yao!"

Yu Wei glanced at him and suddenly said, "Before this, clean up this."

"Hmm?" Zuo Zhicheng blinked, his eyes swept around, and then he found that with his movements, several feathers floated into the Yuwei Room, and were covered with stains on the ground.

He smiled embarrassedly and said, "This is simple!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and the wings behind him suddenly vibrated slightly.

An invisible force emanates from the wings and spreads into the air, allowing the air that shows chaotic movement at any time to change its flow direction.

Zuo Zhicheng's brain waves fluctuated, and the flow in the air then turned into a breeze and caressed the ground.

The breeze rolled up all the feathers on the ground, passed through Yuwei like life, and closed it to Zuo Zhicheng's hand.

When he held his hand, the feathers of the whole room were held in the palm of his hand.

This made Yuwei's golden eyes flash: "So that's it?"

Zuo Zhicheng lowered his head and confirmed that there were no other feathers left. Then he turned around and smiled:

"So, please."

He put his wings away and took the lead.
Chapter completed!