Heir To All

"Lin Guang, are you free this afternoon?"

The next day, Aunt Zhang suddenly called to find Chu Linguang.

"Yes, Auntie, you said."

For Aunt Zhang, Chu Linguang has always respected him. This is one of the few people who did not take care of them after Ye Chen retired.

"Xiaoqing doesn't know what's going on these days. She has been depressed. Recently, she seems to be walking with some weird person, suddenly she seems to have changed.

I would like to invite you to go out with Xiaoqing in the afternoon and help Aunt Zhang to see who Xiaoqing is with now. "

Aunt Zhang said.

"Okay, I'll go down there."

Chu Linguang didn't want to bother Yang Xiaoqing, but this was Aunt Zhang's request, and he couldn't refuse it.

In the afternoon, Chu Linguang came to Aunt Zhang's house and met Yang Xiaoqing.

"It's you, why are you here?"

Yang Xiaoqing looked surprised, then looked at Chu Linguang with disdain.

This expression made Chu Linguang a little surprised. You must know that Yang Xiaoqing already knew that he was the author of the blue shirt and sword drawing. Even without Ye Chen, he would be able to live without worry in the future. According to Yang Xiaoqing's snobbery, this expression shouldn't be the case. .

"Didn't you have a party in the afternoon? I will let Lin Guang accompany you."

Aunt Zhang explained.

"Mom, why are you asking him to accompany me?"

Yang Xiaoqing was disgusted.

After thinking about it, she said again: "Forget it, just follow him if he wants to, just to let ordinary people see what the life of the upper class is."

After speaking, Yang Xiaoqing shook his face and walked out.

"Lin Guang, sorry, Xiaoqing..."

Aunt Zhang looked apologetic for fear that Chu Linguang would be angry.

"It's okay Auntie Zhang, I will go with Xiaoqing to see if there is something wrong, I'm telling you."

For Aunt Zhang's face, Chu Linguang didn't care.

Soon he caught up with Yang Xiaoqing at the door.

By this time there was already a car waiting for Yang Xiaoqing at the gate of the community.

Chu Lin Guanghuo swept his eyes, and found that the other party turned out to be a warrior, not high in strength, and just showing internal energy. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is a first-class master and an unattractive existence.

In Chu Linguang's eyes, it was naked waste.

"Xiaoqing, who is this?"

The man frowned and looked at Chu Linguang.

"My mother told him to follow me, for fear that I might be in danger. You don't need to pay attention to him. If he wants to follow, let him follow! Just let him see the world, don’t think that being able to paint is such a great thing. ."

Yang Xiaoqing said so in fact, hoping that Chu Linguang could follow.

She mainly wanted to use the opportunity tonight to let Chu Linguang realize that she and Chu Linguang are no longer in the same world.

"Xiaoqing, you know that the gathering tonight is not difficult for practitioners to enter. I have helped you lay the foundation for your practice. It's okay for you to enter, but you friend..."

The man shook his head.

After thinking about it, he said, "If he really wants to follow, he can only tell the public that he is my follower, otherwise, even if he follows, he won't be able to enter."

"Wait for a moment and be smart. If someone asks, they will say that it is Yuan Gongzi's attendant. Tonight's party is very important. Maybe it can change your life. If you want to, you can decide."

Yang Xiaoqing got into the co-pilot after speaking and closed the door.

Chu Linguang was really speechless. Seeing Aunt Zhang's face, he thought he hadn't heard, and sat behind.

In this scene, in the eyes of Yang Xiaoqing and Yuan Zhaoting, it is clear that Chu Linguang knows how rare this opportunity is tonight and does not want to lose it.

Thinking of this, the two were even more arrogant. They talked along the way, showing off their practice of the past, treating Chu Linguang as air.

"This time, my elder brother Song Xuelei will also be there. Not long ago, he has just achieved a small internal strength, and his strength is the best in our generation. Wait for me to introduce you to you."

Yuan Zhaoting spoke.

"Big Brother Yuan has a wide network of people, and all the people in the circle of friends are practitioners."

Yang Xiaoqing looked envious.

"What kind of person you are, what kind of person your friends are, this is an eternal truth."

Yuan Zhaoting smiled.

"I want to study like Big Brother Yuan, practice hard, and strive to get to the next level."

Yang Xiaoqing clenched his fists.

Thinking of Chu Linguang sitting behind, she said again: "I don't want to be like some people, with a little field of vision, obsessed with painting, thinking that it is a great thing to be able to eat and drink."

Chu Linguang was speechless, and naturally understood that Yang Xiaoqing was looking for an opportunity to mock him again.

With his fiery eyes and golden eyes, it is natural to see that Yang Xiaoqing is cultivating, but he has just come into contact with the practice method.

And it's still the most superficial cultivation method.

It is nonsense to say that you have stepped into the discipline of cultivation.

With Yang Xiaoqing's current ability, it is no different from a normal person.

Any man who comes here can easily crush her.

She really thought that if she mastered some Tuna Famen, she really became a martial artist.

But these words, Chu Linguang did not tell Yang Xiaoqing.

Instead, he wanted to see what was the origin of the party tonight, and who Yang Xiaoqing knew.

Not long after, the car drove to the gate of a restaurant on the bank of the Nine Snake River.

"Song Brother."

As soon as he got off the bus, Yuan Zhaoting greeted a figure toward the entrance of the restaurant.

Yang Xiaoqing understood that this was what Yuan Zhaoting just said, the younger brother who had a small internal energy, did not dare to neglect and ran over in a hurry.

When Chu Linguang saw it, he almost didn't laugh.

Isn't this the one, Song Xuelei who threw money to him on Yundong Mountain that day and let him take a palm?

Unexpectedly, rolling down from Yundong Mountain that day, he didn't even die.

In addition, Chu Linguang also saw Wei Mingxue who was his companion that day.

The two chatted and laughed happily, and seemed to be the focus of the gathering tonight, surrounded by many people.

"Song Brother, this is my girlfriend, named Yang Xiaoqing. I would like to ask you to give me some advice on the road to practice in the future."

Yuan Zhaoting took Yang Xiaoqing's hand and introduced it.

"Hello, Brother Song."

Yang Xiaoqing smiled and nodded.

"Well, Xiao Yuan and I are brothers. If you have any questions in practice in the future, you can come to me at any time."

Song Xuelei's demeanor.

"Thank you Brother Song."

Yang Xiaoqing was very excited, thinking of Chu Linguang, she said again: "Song Brother has something, I really have to trouble you, my mother is worried about me, and asked someone to accompany me.

As you know, the party tonight is extraordinary, and not everyone can come.

But I don't want my mother to worry, so can you bother you and show me that follower, let him get out as soon as possible and stop following me. "

Yang Xiaoqing wanted to make Chu Linguang deeply realize that they are now people who belong to two worlds.

Even if he is a master in the field of painting, in the eyes of the warrior, he is nothing but an ant.

"Okay, call him over."

Song Xuelei nodded. He was about to show his hands to everyone to see his strength.