122. The only relative
Has the real owner of the black carriage appeared?
For a moment, everyone wanted to see who it was that had such courage.
Dare to challenge Yunfu.
Moreover, Lu Wenjie's words about students being incompetent also made everyone even more surprised.
You must know that the combat power Lu Wenjie showed before was comparable to that of a genius.
He is also an extremely rare soul warrior who possesses the Lihuo Martial Spirit.
With the strength of the second level of the Lingwu Realm, Yun Hong, who fought against the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm, was only defeated by the first line.
What kind of teacher can teach such a talented young man?
However, when they saw Xiao Changfeng, they were all stunned.
A teenager?
He looks like he's only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Turns out to be the real owner of this carriage?
The teacher who taught a genius like Lu Wenjie?
Everyone felt incredible for a moment, and felt that their own perceptions had been shattered.
"Ninth Prince?"
Suddenly a surprised voice sounded.
Yun Hong was seen reining in his horse and standing, his surprised eyes falling on Xiao Changfeng.
But he quickly reacted and sneered.
"Who do I know? It turns out to be the good-for-nothing prince Lu Wenjie, who is famous all over the world. You actually recognize such a good-for-nothing as your teacher. It's really embarrassing for your Lu family!"
Yun Hong had a look of disdain on his face and smiled softly.
He was originally afraid of the black carriage, thinking it was some big shot.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Xiao Changfeng.
A good-for-nothing prince who was famous all over Kyushu but couldn't survive in Kyoto, ran away like a lost dog.
Thinking of the scenes of being bullied by other princes when he was a child, the disdain on Yun Hong's face became even stronger.
And his words also let everyone on the bridge know Xiao Changfeng's identity.
"The Ninth Prince? Is that the useless prince who has always stayed at the first level of the Body Refining Realm?"
"It is rumored that the Ninth Prince suffered humiliation in Kyoto. In the end, he refused to be bullied and exchanged his mother's relics for a place as a student of Yin Yang Academy. It seems that he is the one!"
"I thought it was some big shot, but it turns out it's him. He's so brave. He dares to go against the Yun Mansion. He's dead this time, and the young Marquis will definitely not let him go!"
Everyone was also very aware of Xiao Changfeng's reputation as a waste. At this time, their eyes fell on Xiao Changfeng, and they ridiculed him again and again.
"Anyone who insults my teacher will die!"
The crowd's ridicule made Lu Wenjie furious. He took a step forward and roared.
Like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.
However, Xiao Changfeng stopped him.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng ignored Yun Hong and ignored other people's ridicule.
Instead, his eyes fell on Lu Wenjie, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Where is your body armor?"
Xiao Changfeng originally refined three pieces of protective spiritual armor, one of which was given to Lu Wenjie.
The protective spiritual armor can withstand a blow from the Imperial Martial Realm.
If the spirit armor was there, Yun Hong's shot would not be able to hurt Lu Wenjie at all.
After hearing Xiao Changfeng's words, Lu Wenjie looked startled and immediately lowered his head.
"I...I asked Grandpa Yun to take it to Yun Lan!"
Lu Wenjie's face turned slightly yellow, like a child who had made a mistake.
Yunlan?
The granddaughter of Emperor Yun?
Xiao Changfeng thought of the girl he met in Wangjiang City.
He looked at Lu Wenjie and understood in his heart that Lu Wenjie was attracted to Yun Lan.
Asking what love is in the world can teach you how to make love between life and death.
Xiao Changfeng couldn't say anything more about this.
"Xiao Changfeng, you are so brave, you dare to ignore me, your carriage robbed my way, and you allowed Lu Wenjie to hurt my slave. You must pay the price today!"
Yun Hong's angry roar sounded, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped, becoming extremely cold.
The flame-riding black horse under him was ready to go, ready to charge towards Xiao Changfeng at any time.
Xiao Changfeng turned his head and glanced at him lightly.
As long as Yun Hong dares to move, he will be a cold corpse in the next moment.
Xiao Changfeng, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, is qualified enough to say this.
"Brother Ninth!"
But at this moment.
A slightly rough female voice suddenly sounded from inside the exquisite and luxurious carriage.
Immediately, a figure as beautiful as fire walked out of the carriage and ran quickly towards Xiao Changfeng.
"Third Princess!"
Seeing this figure, Yun Hong's expression suddenly changed and he shouted quickly.
But it can't be stopped.
The fiery figure had quickly passed him and arrived in front of Xiao Changfeng.
This is a young girl with a tall figure, even half a head taller than Xiao Changfeng. She is wearing a fiery red outfit, showing off her dashing and heroic appearance.
However, the hair on her body was luxuriant, and there was thick velvet on her lips, which looked like a man's beard.
The hair on her body is also the same. She looks like a savage, which is quite strange.
"Third sister!"
Seeing this girl, Xiao Changfeng was slightly startled, then his heart warmed up and he showed a bright smile.
"Brother Ninth, I miss you so much!"
The third princess directly hugged Xiao Changfeng and threw herself on Xiao Changfeng's body. Her slender legs hung on Xiao Changfeng's waist like a koala.
It's just that she is no longer as petite as she was when she was a child, and now she looks a little weird hanging on Xiao Changfeng's body.
But the third princess didn't care, and Xiao Changfeng didn't care about other people's opinions.
If there is anyone in Kyoto who makes Xiao Changfeng nostalgic.
That is the third half-sister.
There were fourteen princes and five princesses in the Dawu Dynasty.
Xiao Yurong is the third princess.
Before he was three years old, Xiao Changfeng had the Bronze Sword Soul, and his mother, Concubine Xuan, was still alive and was an important figure in the harem.
So Xiao Yurong's mother asked Xiao Yurong to play with Xiao Changfeng.
The two little guys, with their childlike innocence, naturally had a lot of fun playing.
However, after he was three years old, Concubine Xuan died of illness, and Xiao Changfeng lost his Bronze Sword Soul, and he became a waste from a genius.
Xiao Yurong's mother no longer let Xiao Yurong get close to Xiao Changfeng.
However, Xiao Yurong would still secretly find Xiao Changfeng, give him snacks and toys, and sing to him, which was very considerate.
In those darkest days, Xiao Changfeng would never forget that there was such a small figure who accompanied him warmly.
Even though they haven't seen each other for many years, Xiao Changfeng still doesn't have any defensiveness towards Xiao Yurong.
He only has the same warmth as his relatives.
After his mother disappeared, Xiao Yurong became his only relative!
And this bear hug was also the most intimate expression between him and Xiao Yurong.
Holding Xiao Yurong, feeling the familiar smell on Xiao Yurong, Xiao Changfeng felt a warm current in his heart.
"This is my only relative!"
He couldn't help but hold Xiao Yurong tighter.
"Third Princess!"
Yun Hong's angry voice sounded again, startling Xiao Yurong. He looked around and then reluctantly stepped off Xiao Changfeng.
The warmth faded, and a flash of anger flashed through Xiao Changfeng's heart, but he suppressed it well.
He looked up, wanting to take a good look at the third sister he hadn't seen for many years.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Changfeng frowned suddenly.
He saw that Xiao Yurong looked tired and had some dark circles under her eyes.
His spiritual sense swept through, and the next moment, Xiao Changfeng's eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying killing intent.
