Under a loud slap, Nie Qingrou looked at Zhou Xinyuan who was lying on the ground and twitching.

The most powerful power of the Shenxiao Thunder Method is that after thunder enters the body, it will destroy the Qihai meridians in the body. If the thunder cannot be dispelled as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles. Zhou Xinyuan is now thunder in his body, and his meridians are paralyzed and it is difficult to move.

He was originally a rich young man, and he had been frugal since he was a child. The century-old golden elixir was still a realm of embroidery that was built with all the wealth and treasures accumulated by the Zhou family for three generations. He suffered a heavy blow and his will collapsed, so he could not even stand up with pain.

"Okay, this is the case, I hope you will do it yourself in the future. Bullying will be rampant all day long, and there will be rewards waiting for you in this life."

While speaking, Zhuo Yuming waved his hand to remove the Thunder Net ban and turned around and walked out the door.

After the lightning dissipated, the Zhou family's retainers hurriedly rushed to check Zhou Xinyuan's injuries.

"Slowly, who are you? I hurt my son and want to leave."

Just as Zhuo Yuming and others walked to the gate of Zhou Mansion, a Zhou family minister behind him shouted. However, there were few people in the crowd behind him who shared the same hatred, but they looked frightened, fearing that this young man would make the evil stars turn back just now, and that they would suffer tragically.

"Yun Shangcheng, Nie Qingrou."

Zhuo Yuming was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he just walked straight out, but Nie Qingrou said coldly without looking back.

Zhuo Yuming also smiled slightly about Nie Qingrou's statement in Yunshang City. It seems that this girl has completely taken over the role and has a strong sense of belonging to the sect.

After leaving the Zhou family, Zhuo Yuming took a few people except Baihui City and continued northward.

This trip was also his sudden idea to take his disciples to travel far away. Qilianshan mentioned it more than once when he was in Yunshang City. However, Qilianshan, as the head of the sect, Yunshang City is also the top sect in Fuyaozhou. It has many affairs and is still difficult to get out of it.

Several times, the brothers and sisters were ready to go, but Qilianshan suddenly changed their minds and could not get out of here.

This matter can also be regarded as Zhuo Yuming's small regrets. In the future, the sect may end up being built. It is better to take these disciples to walk around while the sect is in the past few years.

Many years later, it was also a memorable memory.

Three hundred miles north of Baihui City, there is a pear forest, with hundreds of pear trees standing tall and shady branches and leaves.

Some dead branches and leaves were piled up, and a bonfire was lit with magic. Nie Qingrou looked after the fire, Zeng Yue and Han Qing squatted by a stream in the distance, washing the few wild pheasants they had just caught. The Nie brothers who had been used to opening their mouths since childhood were a child, know nothing about these mountain picnics, and they were willing to help but had no idea. They just squatted behind the two senior brothers and watched.

Zhuo Yuming sat in the open space with his hands in his chest, watching the disciples busy and smiling slightly.

Zeng Yue, who had been experiencing many crawling in the mountains since he was a child, made the idea of ​​getting some wild game and letting several brothers taste it. Everyone who had never experienced a picnic in the mountains naturally agreed.

He was already at will on his way to travel, and Zhuo Yuming naturally would not stop his sudden interest in his disciples. Although he had some experience in cooking skills, he was happy to enjoy the success of his current disciples.

After plucking the hairs of the five wild pheasants open, Zeng Yue and a few others walked back with the wild pheasants washed with stream water.

He skewed the wild pheasants with a few branches and set them on the fire and roasted them.

"It's over. I forgot that I didn't have salt or other seasonings on it. It's bland and tasteless when baked like this. It must be a bad taste."

Suddenly, Zeng Yue, who was empty-handed when he went out, suddenly slapped his forehead and said regretfully. After that, he looked around his fellow disciples, but the three Nie family who had never even entered the kitchen could not carry seasonings with them.

"I have it, so I can use it. If there is anything missing, let Qingrou fly to a nearby village to find residents to buy some."

Take out a small cloth bag from the jade pen and throw it to Zeng Yue. Zhuo Yuming said with a smile.

After all, I have no words - Mao is not doing things well, and young people don’t know how to bring all the guys when they go out, but in the end they have to rely on themselves as their master.

Zeng Yue took the cloth bag and opened it, and said with a smile: "Master, you still have two less foods. Forget it, I'll go by myself. Junior Sister Nie may not recognize it. I remember there is a village in the south, so I'll go and ask someone to pick it up. You can wait a little longer."

After saying that, Zeng Yue, who was already in the Golden Pill Realm, rose up and flew south. "There are quite a lot of kids. I want to see how skill he has, and he has so many requirements."

Seeing Zeng Yue so nitpicking, Zhuo Yuming said with a smile. He stood up, walked to the fire and sat down, picked up a wild pheasant, and put it on the fire and roasted it. Obviously, he wanted to compete with his disciples for a long and short time. Even if the ingredients were limited, the real taste was still on the heat.

Zhuo Yuming leaned leisurely against the wild pheasant and chatted with several disciples casually. Before he knew it, half an hour later, the wild pheasant had reached the heat and emitted a scent of fragrance.

Zhuo Yuming, who was about to let a few people share the food and taste the taste, suddenly turned his face, threw the wild pheasant to Han Qing, and said, "Don't go around here, I'll come."

After saying that, Zhuo Yuming rose up and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the south.

Zhuo Yuming was not worried too much before Zeng Yue had not returned. After all, with his Jindan realm's cultivation level, he could encounter any dangers in the mountains and fields. He was just curious why Zeng Yue delayed so long, so he spread his spiritual senses and planned to sense the movements in the south.

But just as his spiritual sense extended out, he felt Zeng Yue's already faint aura, accompanied by an extremely strange evil aura.

Zhuo Yuming, who was concerned about the safety of his disciples, directly used thunder escape. With a roar, the dazzling lightning light broke through the clear sky in an instant.

After leaving, Zhuo Yuming was shocked.

There was no breath of living people in the entire village. At this time, Zeng Yue was lying on the ground like a wild beast, his five fingers tightly clasped in the soil, salivating and his face was ferocious. A dark phantom was attached to Zeng Yue, like a soul-remnant feeling was taking over him.

Zeng Yue and the black shadow were obviously in a state of tug-of-war, with an extremely painful expression. When they saw Zhuo Yuming, their already blood-red eyes instantly returned to a flash of clear light, and then they were filled with a bloodthirsty and violent aura.

Zhuo Yuming did not dare to act rashly for a moment. After exploring his spiritual consciousness, he found that Zeng Yue's sea of ​​consciousness showed no signs of being invaded by the soul.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Zhuo Yuming walked to Zeng Yue and sacrificed the Haotian Mirror, and first suppressed Zeng Yue and the black shadow that had entered the tarsus with the divine light of Taichu.
Chapter completed!