C32 Chen Jiaxin Was in Danger
C32 Chen Jiaxin Was in Danger
"Go back and study."
Chen Weiguo rolled his eyes at Chen Yi in a bad mood. This kid had been getting more and more arrogant recently.
If he didn't stop him, who knew what he would say?
Yun family, one of the top families in Jinling.
Whether it was in terms of martial arts or economic strength, they were much stronger than the Chen family.
Not to mention that his legs had been crippled, even four years ago, he had to be polite to the direct descendants of the Yun family.
Chen Yi didn't care whether it was true or not. He returned to his room with a smile on his face.
After a night of cultivation, he had nothing else to say.
The next day, Chen Yi went straight to the View River Garden to continue his cultivation as usual.
Xu Qingxue had already left and Yun Mobing did not disturb him in the future. Chen Yi, on the other hand, had a bit of leisure.
As time passed, it was already noon when school was over.
Chen Xinjia and Qi Yufei walked together and chatted happily.
"Yufei, you really want to take the Jinling Media exam?" Chen Xinjia was full of surprise.
"Yes, my parents want me to go to Jinling Media!" Qi Yufei said in a low voice, "But the score is very high and I don't know if I can pass the exam!"
Chen Xinjia giggled and said, "Yufei, you are born beautiful and will definitely get it. Don't worry!"
"Who knows. In the future, I will become a classmate of a big star. Just thinking about it makes me tempted!"
But Qi Yufei smiled bitterly. She was indeed suitable to walk the celebrity path, but how could the celebrity path be so easy to walk?
Qi Yufei looked at the road ahead, but she was a little lost.
At this moment, a gentle voice sounded, "You are Chen Xinjia, right?"
A middle-aged man walked over and blocked Chen Xinjia's and Qi Yufei's path.
Chen Xinjia was stunned. She looked at the stranger in front of her and said, "You are?"
"I am a friend of your brother Chen Yi. He said he has something to talk to you about." The middle-aged man smiled.
Brother's friend?
Chen Xinjia frowned slightly. She had never seen this person before.
However, Chen Yi had been very mysterious recently. He did not come to class and the school did not inform his parents. Who knew what he was up to?
After thinking for a while, Chen Xinjia turned her head and said, "Yufei, my brother might have something to talk to me about. He might not be eating with you anymore!"
Qi Yufei hurriedly waved her hand, "It's fine. You go first!"
As she spoke, she waved her hand and walked towards the school gate.
Chen Xinjia followed the middle-aged man to the school gate, in front of a dark business car.
"My brother is looking for me, why didn't he call me?" Chen Xinjia could not help but ask.
The middle-aged man smiled. He gently opened the car door and said softly, "He will come for you soon."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's palm reached out and knocked on Chen Xinjia's neck.
He gently raised his hand and supported Chen Xinjia who had fainted and brought her to the car.
After that, the middle-aged man closed the door and disappeared from the front gate of Yu Jiang High School.
...
Chen Yi was still cultivating in the View River Garden.
Suddenly, his eyes widened. The window in front of him was broken.
Chen Yi's hands moved like lightning. In an instant, he held an envelope in his hand.
His eyes were cold as he looked out the window. Then, he opened the envelope in his hand.
Inside the envelope, there was only one photo.
When Chen Yi saw this photo, his pupils contracted slightly.
Chen Xinjia was tied in a corner, seemingly in a coma.
Behind the picture, there were a few words.
Southern suburbs, Heavy Industries Machinery Factory.
With a bang, the picture in Chen Yi's hand was shattered.
A strong murderous aura appeared in his eyes.
Zhao Zhongyun had just died, and someone else had touched his family.
This time, he had even kidnapped Chen Xinjia.
"I would like to see who it is this time!"
Chen Yi walked out of the View River Garden and took a taxi to the southern suburbs.
The Heavy Industries Machinery Factory had been abandoned for a few years.
The surroundings were quiet, and weeds grew everywhere. Chen Yi looked at the gate with the iron lock hanging on it, and with a tap of his foot, he slowly landed on the ground as if he had risen into the sky.
He looked around, circulated the Elemental Swallowing Spell in his body, and sensed the aura around him.
One, two, three...
Chen Yi could sense that there were eight people in the abandoned factory.
One of them was Chen Xinjia.
He turned his eyes to where Chen Xinjia was. With a step, he turned into a shadow and walked towards a factory.
Just as he was about to enter the factory, swoosh...
Four or five whistling sounds could be heard. Chen Yi stepped lightly, his steps were extremely fast.
By the time he stood still, half of the five hidden weapons had already sunk into the cement ground.
In the factory that had flown up, on some of the lathes, a few figures wearing ninja clothes stood there with their eyes fixed on them.
The killing intent in Chen Yi's eyes suddenly rose.
"Ninja Dragon Gathering?"
He looked at the five men and pointed at them with his right hand.
In an instant, wind gathered into needles between his fingers. Chen Yi's wrist suddenly moved.
A wind needle shot out explosively.
Chen Yi's wrist moved four or five times in a row. Each time, wind needles condensed and flew out of his hand.
Puff, puff, puff, puff...
Before the few figures could react, their bodies stiffened in an instant. Blood dripped down from their foreheads.
Chen Yi's eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked straight ahead.
"As expected of a genius of the martial path in Huaxia. He could easily kill a disciple that I've trained for a few years."
Ji Chuan was wearing a black ninja robe. On the chest of the ninja robe, there was a purple dragon emblem.
Beside him, Shan Chun and a true killer of the Ninja Dragon Union followed closely behind.
"Rats from the East Ocean Continent, I haven't found you in China. You should be grateful!"
Chen Yi slowly walked forward. He looked at the three of them. "Who gave you the courage to enter China?"
Without saying anything, he suddenly shook his hand and turned the wind into a knife.
Profound Essence Sect, wind into a knife!
Immediately, the blade in Chen Yi's palm shot out explosively.
"How dare you act so impudently in front of Lord Jichuan!?" The assassin beside him shouted.
He took a step forward and dashed forward. Behind him, a bright silver long blade appeared and slashed at Chen Yi's blade.
Weng!
Sparks flew in the empty factory, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.
With a bang, the blade turned into a gust of wind and dissipated behind the assassin.
The throat of the killer was cut off.
There was a smooth crack on the saber.
This scene caused Shan Chun's expression to change drastically.
"What!?" He looked at Chen Yi in disbelief.
Gathering wind to form a knife and still able to break steel, Chen Yi's strength actually reached such a high level!?
However, Jichuan revealed a proud smile. He did not care about the dead at all.
"He is indeed capable at such a young age!"
"However, is that all you've got?"
He slowly pulled out the wooden saber from his waist. Both of his hands shook. The wooden knife seemed to be coated with a layer of red oil, reflecting light.
Inner energy entering objects, martial arts master!
Yoshikawa suddenly took a step forward, and the cement ground cracked as he took a step forward.
His dangerous eyes were like evil ghosts in the dark night.
The wooden saber suddenly slashed down. Under the tremendous force, even the wind seemed to be pressed down.
A blade wind that was several feet tall and five fingers thick suddenly rushed towards Chen Yi.
Chen Yi looked at the blade wind, but it was as if he did not see it.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Who gave you the courage to touch my sister?"
Chen Yi withdrew his palm and turned it into a fist. His magic power gathered on his fist.
Bang!
With a punch, the blade wind exploded.
In the midst of the violent wind, Chen Yi's clothes were fluttering in the wind. His pair of pitch-black eyes seemed to contain golden lightning.
"En?"