C572
C572
"Brother Chen, you came back quickly." I haven't even set off with my team, and you've already come back victorious! " Song Qianshu's plump body squeezed through the courtyard door, a smile on his face. "It has only been a few days, have you already taken down Black Wind Ridge?"
Behind him followed a petite figure. Her feet were jumping like a skylark and she was obviously Song Xuejun.
Song Qianshu came over and grabbed Cheng Qing's shoulder, as if he was looking at a long-lost brother, and blinked his eyes: "Have you ever seen Yeluo Mingguang? "I heard that the kid is very difficult to deal with. In the past few days, Qi Moxuan has made that guy sound like a war god, saying that he's invincible in the prison realm and can't be defeated at all!"
Song Qianshu's fat and sturdy body rushed over like the wind. Cheng Qing felt as if he had been hit by a small mountain, especially when his opponent's protruding belly was just a bit weaker. He staggered and laughed helplessly: "Of course I've seen it before, and we even fought face to face."
"You actually fought him head on?" Song Qianshu looked Cheng Qing up and down. When he saw that his hands and feet were still there, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Chen is truly worthy of being called. He fought a ninth stage wolfman at the fifth stage, yet he was still able to retreat!"
As he spoke, he gave Qi Moxuan a big thumbs up and praised, "Amazing, Brother Chen. Just based on your battle record, you're much better than that brat Qi Moxuan. He had exchanged more than ten moves with Yen Lu Mingguang, so his body was severely injured!
Chen Qing laughed, "Is Yeshi Mingguang that powerful?"
"That is the number one genius of the Yale family!" What kind of existence was Yale, one of the noblest noblemen in the Uighurs? How could he not be powerful? I figured if I ran into him, I'd at most draw a draw. " When Song Qianshu said these words, he was very serious. It could be seen that he had compared himself and Yeluo Mingguang seriously.
Cheng Qing pulled away from Song Qianshu and was supported by a fat man on his shoulder. The pressure was indeed great. He greeted Song Qianshu and then smiled as he greeted Song Xuejun, "It has been a few days since we last met, Miss Song has become prettier again."
Song Xuejun folded her hands in front of her stomach as she looked like a lady from a noble family with a well-behaved appearance. Hearing Cheng Qing's words, her face flushed red. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said, "Young Master Chen, you're making fun of me again."
Every time Song Qianshu saw the usually unruly and violent Little Devil in front of Cheng Qing, he would feel greatly taken aback and annoyed. Fortunately, this wasn't the first time this had happened, so he slowly got used to it.
He was about to tease Song Xuejun when he saw a young man in Uighur clothing sitting in front of the stone table. He couldn't help but be startled. "You are?"
Cheng Qing was about to reveal Yeluo Mingguang's identity, but Song Qianshu slapped his forehead and let out an "oh" as if he suddenly came to a realization. He looked at Yelu Mingguang with the corner of his eyes: "It seems like you are a captive captured by Brother Chen? Ninth level of the Xumi Stage, you must be the trusted subordinate of Yelu Mingguang? "
Yeluo Mingguang looked up at the sky, too lazy to pay any attention to him. He was full of pride.
Song Qianshu sat down in front of the stone table. Seeing the arrogant look on the other party's face, he felt extremely displeased. "You are still quite arrogant. Do you know who I am? How dare you put on such a airs in front of me, Song Qianshu,! Do you think you are Yelu Mingguang? Let me tell you, even if it is Yelu Mingguang, he would sooner or later fall into our hands! "
Yelu's gaze finally landed on him, but it was as if he was looking at an idiot.
This made Song Qianshu extremely angry. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Yo!" Try looking at me like that again. "