Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

"You've raised him so well, Hua Yu!" Zhao Yuanzhou shouted this with unconcealed excitement and admiration. However, Hua Yu responded coldly, "No matter how good he is, it has nothing to do with you now!"

Hearing this, "Zhao Yuanzhou" jumped up in anger, pointed at Zhuo Yichen who was gradually walking away, and shouted: "Why does it don't matter? Look at that boy, he looks exactly like Bingyi!" As if the young man in front of him was Bingyi himself.

Facing the questioning of "Zhao Yuanzhou", Hua Yu remained calm and explained slowly to Yinglong who was possessed by Zhao Yuanzhou: "It is true that he looks like Bingyi, but what does that prove? His current father is Zhuo Yuanling, his brother is Zhuo Yixuan, and even his ancestor is Bingyi. Excuse me, does you, Yinglong, have anything to do with this?" Her tone was as calm as water, yet as sharp as a knife, piercing Yinglong's heart.

Yinglong was furious when he heard this, and he roared in anger: "Too much! It's really too much! You actually lowered my son's generation by so much! Ah! If Bingyi knew about this, how could he allow you to do such a thing? How could he agree to let his own flesh and blood be raised by a few ordinary people?"

"I haven't asked you yet. What happened to you? Didn't you just go to Nuwa? How come when you came back, you didn't even have a physical body, and even your soul can't disperse?"

Hua Yu was puzzled. He just went out to deliver something, and when he came back his father's body had dissipated and his soul was almost gone.

Yinglong hesitated, and finally sighed, "The bottle of Golden Crow blood you gave me, when we opened it, it directly rushed into my body and drove me out.

My body was instantly burned to ashes, then revived and trapped the essence and blood inside. In the end, it was the goddess Nuwa who locked it up with the help of the Bu Tian Ding, and only then was she willing to hand it over to the God of Fire, who carried it to the east and west every day.

Because no one expected my soul to be burned at that time, if Bingyi hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have left a soul."

Yinglong suddenly realized that he had been there for such a long time, why Bingyi hadn't appeared yet, "Where is Bingyi? Where is he?"

Hua Yu's face suddenly darkened, "After Bingyi handed the dragon egg to me, he also fell into a deep sleep for some reason, but you also know that Shanjuan Cave is his territory, and it is filled with his aura. If he really left quietly from somewhere else, I would not be able to detect it at all.

Didn't you explore the cave after you woke up? I remember Bing Yi was sleeping next to you!"

Hua Yu suddenly crossed her arms and looked at Ying Long. "Could it be that you secretly found a new lover during the years I was out, or your old lover came to see you and was discovered by Bing Yi who was out, so you got angry and didn't come back."

Ying Long flew into a rage and pointed at Hua Yu, yelling at her for a long time, "Don't talk nonsense! How could I have an old lover? I'm afraid it's not your old lover!"

Hua Yu looked at Ying Long with an expression that said, "I know all this." "I only know a handful of people in this world, so how could there be an old lover? On the contrary, a female fairy came to me in the first few years after you, Ying Long, died."

Ying Long was extremely anxious at the moment, and he wished he could fly to Zhuo Yi Chen and tell him the truth in person - I am your biological father! Hua Yu poured herself a cup of tea and also poured a cup for Ying Long.

Yinglong angrily drank the tea in one gulp without caring whether it was hot or not, and woke Zhao Yuanzhou up immediately.

Zhao Yuanzhou opened his mouth wide and kept fanning it with both hands, "Mmmmm! What's the most annoying thing in here?"

"Take a sip of hot tea and then swallow it down. It won't burn you to death, you white monkey!" Hua Yu said while rolling his eyes fiercely. He looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Zhao Yuanzhou looked around in confusion, muttering, "Wasn't Xiao Zhuo here just now? How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye? Where did this kid go?" He turned around and around, but didn't even see the shadow of Zhuo Yichen. He patted his forehead and tried to recall. Oh, yes, it seems that he came here specifically to find Zhuo Yichen.

At this moment, Hua Yu suddenly said, "He was taken by Brother Ling to check his swordsmanship." After saying that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip as if nothing had happened.

However, his eyes quickly glanced at Zhao Yuanzhou beside him, and then he changed the subject, staring at him with interest and asked, "By the way, I heard that your next blood moon night is coming soon."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanzhou, who was originally confused, suddenly froze as if struck by lightning, and his mind involuntarily emerged with the scenes of being worse than death after every blood moon night in the past.

The feeling of waking up from a loss of control was terrible. Not only was my whole body aching like hell, as if every muscle and bone had been through an inhumane torture, but the pain went deep into my bones, as if all the bones in my body had been broken apart and then pieced together again. Just thinking about it made Zhao Yuanzhou's scalp go numb.

Seeing the terrified look on Zhao Yuanzhou's face, Hua Yu secretly laughed in her heart, but on the surface she pretended to be serious and continued: "Look at you, are you so scared? In fact, to put it bluntly, the hostility in you is just because you have too much energy and have nowhere to vent it. As long as you find an outlet for it to vent, won't the problem be solved? Think about it carefully, in the last few times when you were not in Tiandu City, has that hostility shown any signs of wanting to show up?" After that, Hua Yu deliberately raised the corners of his mouth slightly while lowering his head to drink tea, and a barely perceptible cunning light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yuanzhou recalled. "It's true that he hasn't come out to cause trouble for a long time."

Hua Yu stood up and dusted himself off. "Then you get ready. Come directly to my house on the night of the blood moon in a few days. Someone will be there to help you cure the evil spirit that emerged on the night of the blood moon." After saying that, he left the room.

Although Zhao Yuanzhou felt that something was wrong, when he thought about being able to control his anger and not let it lose control, nothing seemed wrong to him.

Zhuo Yichen was ultimately unable to escape and was beaten up by Zhang Qiling. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling allowed him to change into training clothes, otherwise his new clothes would probably be as dirty as if he had rolled in a quagmire before he could even wear them for half a day.

After Zhang Qiling gave Zhuo Yichen some careful instructions, he waved his arm lightly, and a mysterious force instantly emerged, sending Zhuo Yichen directly back to the yard where he was, and accurately positioning him in the bathing pool. This operation not only demonstrated Zhang Qiling's unfathomable skills, but also made people astonished.

After dealing with Zhuo Yichen's matter, Zhang Qiling slowly turned around and his eyes fell on the girl in the audience who was looking forward to it with bright eyes. He asked calmly, "What are you good at?"

Upon hearing this, the girl hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and then replied in a crisp voice: "I am Pei Sijing, and my family's inherited martial arts is the art of archery. I hope you can teach me!" As she spoke, her eyes revealed full of confidence and desire.

At this time, the members of the Demon-collecting Team who were watching the battle also shifted their sights to the martial arts arena as the two of them talked. They saw all kinds of weapons neatly placed around the martial arts arena, including swords, spears, halberds, and other eighteen kinds of weapons. These weapons flashed coldly under the sunlight, as if telling of their former glory and honor.

In response to Pei Sijing's request, Zhang Qiling was not in a hurry to teach or instruct her directly. Instead, he thought for a moment and said, "In that case, why don't you show me those less important archery techniques learned at home first." He did not do this to look down on her, but hoped to get a general understanding of Pei Sijing's skills and the range of techniques she had mastered, so that he could provide more targeted guidance and suggestions later.