One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

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He knew better than anyone else the place Wugensheng held in Mei Jinfeng's heart.

After looking around, Wang Zhenqiu slowly squatted down, staring at the patch of black and gray on the ground with a puzzled expression.

Zhang Chulan, standing behind him, unconsciously slowed his breathing by a fraction...

This patch of black and gray is his masterpiece.

At that time, he took advantage of Bai Yuan's beating of those foreign superhumans.

He ran frantically all the way to this place and saw a painting...

A portrait that bears a striking resemblance to Feng Baobao!

Moreover, he was certain that the person in the painting was Feng Baobao!

And this was Feng Baobao in her teenage years.

The clothes she was wearing... were light gray long gowns...

Those clothes from thirty or forty years ago!

When he first saw that portrait, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

He dared not let anyone see the painting, otherwise Feng Baobao would be in endless trouble!

The level of importance attached to him was even more exaggerated than that of Bai Yuan now!

The secret to Feng Baobao's immortality...

That's enough to drive the whole world crazy!

Therefore, without fire, he could only destroy the painting using Yang Wu Lei.

This is why a patch of black ash was left behind.

Wang Zhenqiu gently rubbed some black ash from the ground with his fingers and said with a puzzled expression:

"Grandma, what is this thing? How come... it's still a little warm?"

The moment the words fell,

Zhang Chulan, whose breathing had already slowed, suddenly calmed down and said calmly:

"Ball, you'd better not touch anything on the ground..."

Wang Zhenqiu turned around with a suspicious look.

"What's the point?"

Zhang Chulan casually pulled a cigarette from his pocket, bit the mouthpiece, and mumbled indistinctly:

"Those people are even capable of self-destruction, how can you be sure these things weren't left behind intentionally? You're really brave, touching this thing directly with your bare hands. What if it disfigures you...?"

Wang Zhenqiu stood up abruptly, then enveloped his fingers with 'Qi' to wash away the black ash on them!

Now I took out water from the bag and rinsed it repeatedly!

At last,

She glanced at Bai Yuan again without leaving a trace, and only then did she feel relieved.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Chulan asked Mei Jinfeng:

"Grandma Jin Feng, what exactly are the treasures that Wu Gensheng left here back then?"

"Could it be... one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?"

Wang Zhenqiu suddenly raised his head.

Chapter 175 Your Wang family has extraordinary abilities?

Zhang Chulan's words caused a slight ripple to appear in Mei Jinfeng's eyes, who was lost in thought.

Coming to her senses, she shook her head.

"It is not one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills."

“Zhang Chulan, you are the grandson of that big-eared thief, and also an employee of the company. You should know that among the thirty-six thieves back then, only eight people comprehended the heaven-defying technique, while the sect leader did not.”

"Uh...hehe...I just said it offhand."

Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly, then asked:

"What exactly is missing?"

Granny Jin Feng said with a complicated expression:

"Pocket watch...ring..."

A sudden inspiration flashed in Zhang Chulan's mind.

"Is it a powerful magical artifact?"

"Do not..."

Grandma Jin Feng denied it, then sighed, her expression downcast.

"They are all very ordinary things."

"The sect leader has always had a habit of collecting all sorts of strange things: antiques, calligraphy and paintings, brushes, ink boxes, even an ordinary stone pulled from the river..."

“I have sorted through all these things. They are as ordinary as can be. There is no magic weapon as you mentioned. The sect leader does not have the habit of using such things.”

"I come here once a year. Seeing these things always reminds me of the time I spent living with the sect leader, that's all..."

After saying these words.

Grandma Jin Feng seemed to have lost all her energy and spirit; her body swayed precariously, and her steps were unsteady.

His brows furrowed with unconcealed sorrow.

"Jin Feng...you...you must be strong!"

Xia Liuqing was heartbroken and didn't know how to comfort her.

He, who could talk about anything normally, became a taciturn old man in front of the woman he loved, unable to utter a single word.

When you like someone to a certain extent, you become incredibly insecure.

I feel that I am not good enough for her no matter what.

I want to give her everything I have.

I don't expect the other person to respond, I just want them to accept me.

That alone seems like something so exciting that it keeps you up all night.

Xia Liuqing, who was once infamous.

No one could have imagined that what made him stop killing wasn't because he had lost his methods, but because he met a woman...

Wang Zhenqiu nudged Bai Yuan gently with his shoulder and muttered something under his breath.

"Love-obsessed...how terrifying!"

Looking at the bewildered Xia Liuqing, Bai Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Truly worthy of being the most affectionate person in the Quanxing Sect!"

"Hey..."

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and casually asked:

"Then who is the second most affectionate?"

Bai Yuan turned his head to look at the guy beside him, then raised his hands above his head and swept his hair back.

"Hard to guess?"

Wang Zhenqiu grinned.

"How shameless!"

at this time,

Zhang Chulan suddenly pointed to a place.

"Grandma, why are there a pair of strange footprints here?"

Wang Zhenqiu instantly perked up, swiftly crouching down beside the footprints to examine them closely. After a few seconds, he muttered to himself:

"Judging from these marks, they must have been here for many years. Could it be some kind of mechanism?"

He turned to Granny Jin Feng and asked:

"Um... Grandma, why don't you wait until later to be sad, and first tell us what this thing is?"

Xia Liuqing immediately cursed angrily.

"Wang Zhenqiu, you little bastard, get the hell out of here!"

Granny Jin Feng took a deep breath and waved her hand.

"Alright, I'm not that fragile. What's gone is gone. It's fate..."

"These footprints have always been here. I don't know the exact year, nor do I know their purpose. The sect leader has never told me."

Wang Zhenqiu was somewhat disappointed, then rubbed his chin and touched the pair of footprints on the ground.

then,

He turned and looked at Bai Yuan with a smile.

"Yuan, you are highly skilled in martial arts and are the leader among us. Why don't you come up here and give it a try!"

Bai Yuan immediately laughed and scolded:

"I'll test your leg, you son of a bitch!"

"I don't even have any Qi in my body, how can I test it?"

"what?"

Wang Zhenqiu suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Seriously? You've been here for so long and haven't sensed any Qi?"

Bai Yuan was so angry he laughed, clenching his fists until they cracked.

"You're swearing, aren't you?"

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled awkwardly.

"Look at you, always so serious! But then again..."

He turned to look at the others halfway through his sentence.

"Although I didn't ask anything just now, I think that after you entered that canyon, you should feel that the energy in your body is not flowing smoothly as you walk further."

To be more precise... it's like a strange 'qi' has appeared in my body, colliding with the original 'qi' in my body.

Although this feeling is very subtle, even negligible...

Zhang Chulan was the first to respond.

"I sensed it, but we were in a bit of a rush, so we didn't mention it."

Barron nodded in agreement.

then,

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao.

"Sister Bao'er, can you feel it?"

"Oh..."

Feng Baobao thought back for a moment,

"You're talking about that strange feeling... Actually, it's easy to fix. Just straighten your body and you won't feel it anymore."

These words left the people around them momentarily bewildered.