Chapter 736 There’s a time when you get beaten too!

"I asked my brother-in-law to find someone to keep an eye on that guy who came out of the Eastern Secret Realm. He has been looking around the area these days. I think he is still targeting us."

"Sister, you said we shouldn't let that old thief Murong come and live in the manor for a while."

After the words fell, Dongfang Qinlan's expression was a little solemn. Without waiting for Dongfang Huaizhu to answer, he continued: "Do you still remember the person who often came to Dad to discuss fire when we were young?"

Dongfang Huaizhu was startled, and suddenly remembered the old man whom Dongfang Qinlan called "little mouse".

"Eastern Step?!"

"Yes! It was him. He was poisoned to death by the stink bugs that came out of the secret realm. Otherwise, with his abilities, he shouldn't have ended up like this. Sister, I'm not willing to accept this..."

Dongfang Huaizhu was silent for a while, then he held Dongfang Qinlan in his arms and patted her back gently like he did when they were children, but his heart felt a little sad.

"If Murong Ji agrees to help kill him, then we sisters will owe him a favor. Anyway, we can't repay what we owe him..."

Dongfang Qinlan suddenly raised his head: "What else do you want to return? The industries near Shenhuoshan Villa, as well as the large-scale cities and forces, have all fallen into the hands of his Chen family."

"He easily took away half of my father's life's hard work. What else do we need to pay back? The current status of his Chen family in the Taoist Alliance is due to the support of our Shenhuoshan Villa."

Dongfang Qinlan said with some indignation.

She still feels that Murong Ji is just taking advantage of someone's misfortune and has no regard for her friendship at all.

After being angry, they lowered their heads helplessly. No matter what, Murong Ji did help them a lot, otherwise they sisters would not be able to keep their property and would not be alive until now.

"I'll contact him!" Dongfang Qinlan stood up and walked towards the door. Suddenly, she stopped and looked back: "Sister, do you want us to sleep together? Bai Lou went to see the old man from Tianmen. I'm afraid of being alone."

Dongfang Huaizhu rolled his eyes: "How old are you? Are you still afraid?!"

"Hehe, I'm just worried that you'll be lonely and cold! We're the only two sisters left in the backyard! It's really creepy."

Dongfang Huaizhu sighed, stood up and walked out the door.

Under the bed, Jin Renfeng was stunned for a while, and suddenly, a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.

Dongfeng Spirit Blood. If he had the Eastern Spirit Blood, his strength would be among the best in the human race.

Apart from being unable to defeat Murong Ji, who else could be his opponent? ! Even if it was his former master Dongfang Guyue, he was confident that he could defeat him.

Now, without the Eastern Spirit Blood, he is a useless person. What can the strength of the Demon King do? If he finds a magic weapon that suits him, at most he will be as powerful as the Great Demon King!
Jin Renfeng staggered out from under the bed, holding the box, and hurried out of Shenhuoshan Villa.

Without waiting for dawn, they began searching the cities near Shenhuoshan Villa.

"Eastern Spiritual Blood! Demon-killing Divine Fire!" He muttered to himself, searching the surrounding cities like a madman.

He had studied Eastern Spiritual Blood and could sense the aura of Eastern Spiritual Blood within a certain range.

With staggering and hurried steps, Jin Renfeng kept shuttling back and forth in the long streets and alleys.

He didn't dare to attack the Dongfang sisters. Once he did, Murong Ji would definitely kill him. But if it was other Eastern spirit tribe members, it would be a different situation.

For half a month, Jin Renfeng continued to search, leaning on his wooden stick.

Walking on the street, Jin Renfeng suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and a feeling of excitement and disbelief filled his whole body.

He turned around hurriedly and kept searching among the crowd.

"found it!"

“I found it again!”

[Eastern Spiritual Blood! Demon-killing Divine Fire! ]

He didn't dare to shout out loud, and could only try his best to suppress his excitement. He was afraid of startling the Eastern Elven people, so he staggered forward, and his hand holding the wooden stick was shaking.

Wuzhang hit the ground with a "da da" sound, and the sound became more and more rapid.

[God has not abandoned me! The Eastern Spiritual Tribe! It is really the Eastern Spiritual Tribe! ]

Not long after, a person appeared in front of Jin Renfeng. This person had a delicate face, a tall figure, and long hair draped over his shoulders, falling naturally. There was a spirit between his eyebrows and eyes, which was the temperament that could only be cultivated by a long-standing family heritage.

The air all over his body was so hot that he himself could not even feel it.

But Jin Renfeng was so happy that she couldn't suppress it. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and then she slowly relaxed.

"This friend is from the secret land of the East?"

Dongfang Dianliang frowned slightly, looking at the old man in front of him. He had a head full of white hair and it seemed that more than half of his vitality had disappeared, and he would not live long.

Seeing that Dongfang Dianliang was silent, Jin Renfeng smiled kindly, "This old man has a deep connection with your Dongfang clan."

"From your look, you are obviously interested in everything in this world, but also a little unfamiliar and afraid, right? You just came out not long ago, so you must be curious about this world."

"Why don't I go with you for a while?" Dongfang Dianliang frowned slightly, his face darkened for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he smiled and said slowly: "What's your name, senior?"

Just as Jin Renfeng was about to speak, he reacted instantly, paused, and then said, "I am Jin Wuqi, the Patriarch of the Yiqi Dao League Jin Family, and I have a close friendship with Dongfang Guyue."

Dongfang Dianliang's pupils shrank. He didn't know how powerful the Yiqi Daomeng was, but he knew Dongfang Guyue very well. The look he gave Jin Renfeng became more and more meaningful.

He smiled and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your courtesy, senior. Please take care of me on the road from now on."

"Hey?! No way, we are all family, don't say these things!" Jin Renfeng grabbed Dongfang Dianliang's arm, seemingly unintentionally.

The two of them were talking to each other, each trying to get information from the other.

Tushan.

Tushan Yaya kicked Dongfang Yuechu and stepped on his back. "With your level, you are far from being as good as Murong the old thief!"

Dongfang Yuechu struggled continuously but was unable to get up. "Sister Yaya! Let me go!"

Tu Shang Yaya raised her foot and looked at Dongfang Yuechu with some boredom, "Really? You are so weak, how can you be the disciple of Murong the old villain!"

"He is so arrogant. If you are an incompetent disciple, he will think you are a disgrace! Then he will expel you from the sect and see what you can do."

Dongfang Yuechu sat on the ground, looking a little embarrassed. He looked up at Tushan Yaya who was supporting her chin with helplessness on her face, and even seemed a little melancholy and bored.

"That shouldn't be the case. I think the master is easy to get along with, but the tasks he assigns are a bit difficult. If I fail to complete them, I will be beaten. If he just kicks me out of the sect casually, there is no need for him to train me."

"By the way, Sister Yaya, who do you usually practice with? Sister Honghong or Sister Rongrong?"

Tushan Yaya was stunned, her face showed a little more melancholy, and she sighed: "Alas! There is no one. Sister has to deal with a lot of things in Tushan, especially the stink bug in Huangfengling."

"Rongrong is even busier than my sister. She doesn't have time to play with me...ah...no, I'm practicing!"

Dongfang Yuechu pondered for a moment, "That's right, there are only a few demon kings in Tushan, and they all have their own things to do. Only you and Master are so free!"

Tushan Yaya looked a little embarrassed, and felt more and more like a freeloader. Then her face darkened instantly, "I can't let him see it, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing."

The look in his eyes when he looked at Dongfang Yuechu became somewhat dangerous.

Dongfang Yuechu was still unaware and said to himself, "That's not right. Shouldn't the master be sparring with you? Apart from practicing, if he wasn't refining weapons and pills, he would have plenty of time to be in a daze."

"As a sparring partner, Master should be the best choice. Seeing him teaching me the physical skills, he is very patient, right?"

Tushan Yaya took a deep breath, telling herself not to get angry. After calming down, she said, "That was only for you. When Rongrong was learning skills from him, he scolded her until she cried many times!"

"So fierce!" Dongfang Yuechu was stunned, then he thought of something, "That's right, Master's attitude has always been not very good, and if you don't meet his requirements, you will still be beaten."

Tushan Yaya's face was dull, as if she was thinking of some unbearable memories, "Then I didn't go to practice with him. He also despised my weak strength and my inability to withstand a fight! Practicing with me is as boring as practicing with you."

Tushan Yaya came back to her senses instantly. Would saying this hurt Dongfang Yuechu's feelings?
Just as I was about to say something to comfort him, "Actually, you're not that..."

“Hahahaha! Sister Yaya! There were times when you got beaten too! I can even imagine how the master beat you! Hahahahaha”

Dongfang Yuechu slapped his thigh and laughed loudly towards the sky. The frustration caused by being bullied by Tushan Yaya instantly dissipated.

Tushan Yaya clenched her fists in hatred. She could no longer bear it, so she took a step forward, came in front of Dongfang Yuechu, and hit him on the head.

"Ouch?!"

"What the hell! I'm just getting beaten up. No matter how weak I am, I can still beat you up!"

"oops!!"

He grabbed Dongfang Yuechu's collar and lifted him up.

"Come, let's continue practicing! How can you become a strong man without practicing diligently, and how can you beat up the old thief Murong if you rely on the spiritual power inherited from your family!"

Dongfang Yuechu felt hopeless and covered the bump on his head, "You're the laziest one!"

"You bullshit!"

Tushan Yaya refused to admit it and punched Dongfang Yuechu in the eyes.

……

After being beaten, Dongfang Yuechu dragged his bruised body, supported by a stick, and walked towards Tushan Honghong step by step.

Tushan Honghong looked at Dongfang Yuechu's miserable appearance and was stunned for a moment.

This scene seemed to have been seen before. It was the same when Murong Ji beat Tushan Yaya. In a short period of time, her various combat levels and qualities were improved.

(End of this chapter)