Chapter 141: You trash

Xu Ruxu struggled and shouted: "Let me down! I don't want you to help!"
But in front of Chen Feng, her little strength is no different from that of a child. Where can she struggle?
Chen Feng shouted: "I know that you hate me because of Qin Moling's affairs, but now the ten of us are a whole, representing the disciples of the foreign sect and the face of the sect! So now I will help you It’s from a public heart. You don’t need to be grateful. You should get revenge in the future, just revenge.

With such a drink, Xu Ruxu was shocked all over, but no longer struggled, lying obediently on Chen Feng's shoulder.
Then Chen Feng walked to Han Yu'er again and whispered: "Sister, you are like a man after all, come on, I will carry you."
Han Yu'er nodded and was carried on his shoulders, striding forward.
Motivated by this scene, the other disciples also gritted their teeth and stubbornly tried their last bit of strength to follow closely behind Chen Feng.
Although carrying two people, Chen Feng still has a steady footing, not chaos or panic.
In the end, the eyes of the other disciples were blurred, and only his tall figure remained in their eyes. There is only one thought left in their hearts, and following this back, they can persevere.
At this time, in their hearts, Chen Feng's back was extremely tall and stable.
Finally, when they stepped onto the last step and saw the wide bluestone square in front of them, the disciples of Qian Yuanzong's Waizong all softened and lay directly on the ground.
They didn't even have the strength to cheer or sigh. They were panting violently, staring dullly at the blue sky, and almost fainted.
Chen Feng didn't change his face, as if he hadn't walked the tens of thousands of steps just now.
After resting for a while, they regained their strength and smiles of joy appeared on their faces.
Yang Mubai exclaimed: "Big brother, we've stuck with it!"
There was a smile on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, as he was about to speak, suddenly there was a sharp sneer next to him: "You foreign sect, these rubbish, can't even climb 30,000 steps? What a shame to Qian Yuanzong! I am ashamed of you. !"
Chen Feng's eyes condensed, becoming cold and stern, and looking in the direction of the sound.
The square is very large, with a radius of one thousand meters, and is made of huge bluestone. In the center of Bluestone Square, there are nine large tripods of six or seven meters high. They don't know what they are for.
At this time, more than a dozen teenagers and young people in bright and beautiful clothes were standing not far away, looking at Chen Feng and them mockingly.
The young man standing in the front, about twenty years old, a little older than Chen Feng, looks handsome, but his face is pale, his lips are thin, and he has a hint of meanness.
He was full of majestic aura, which made Chen Feng's heart startle.
This person is a strong man in the gods!
"Who are you?" Chen Feng asked intently.
"We? We are the disciples of Xiling Courtyard!" The young man walked to Chen Feng with a sneer: "Remember my name, I am the senior brother of Xiling Courtyard, Lu Chengyun!"
The young man stared at Chen Feng with undisguised disdain and jealousy in his eyes.
Two opposite emotions coexist, which is very interesting.
"Xiling Courtyard?" Chen Feng shook his head and said lightly: "I haven't heard of it."
He didn't look for something on purpose, he really hadn't heard of it.
"Boy, you humiliate us, you are looking for death!" When Lu Chengyun heard this, he was furious, his face sullen, and his eyes flushed at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng was very innocent: "I haven't heard of it!"
Even if he has heard of it, he will say he hasn't heard of it now.
For the provocation and humiliation of others, Chen Feng has always fought back extremely fiercely.
A small man next to him whispered: "Brother, Xiling Courtyard is one of the 14 individual courtyards of our Qianyuanzong. The Courtyard is a branch of Qianyuanzong, not in the Aomori Mountains, but distributed in Danyang County and even In some cities in other counties, young talents and outstanding disciples from small families were recruited, and after preliminary training in other courtyards, they were sent to Nei Zong."
He lowered his voice and said: "These people, from small places, the resources they get, the martial arts and martial arts they are exposed to, are one level lower than ours, and their success rate is relatively low, so they are very jealous of us. But in the past few years, don't Several geniuses appeared in the courtyard branch one after another, overwhelming the limelight of our outer sect, and they began to look down on us."
Chen Feng knows why these people feel like this.
Many people listened very seriously, not only Chen Feng, they were the first time they heard of such secrets.
This little man, whom Chen Feng knew, was called Bai Mo. He was very young, that is, thirteen or fourteen. He was very delicate, with picturesque eyebrows, and looked like a girl.
He has been very quiet and doesn't speak much. Chen Feng didn't expect him to know so much.
Lu Chengyun sneered and said, "We only have disdain and no jealousy towards you."
He curled his lips and said with disdain: "It's a shame that the sect has leaned so many resources on you. There is just a bunch of this kind of trash, tusk, not a single god."