My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng was used to other people's shock, so he could only introduce himself: "I'm from Jiangcheng outside."

"Jiangcheng!"

When Zhuge Baiyun heard the name of this city, his expression changed again.

Looking at her look, Yang Feng knew that what Lu Qingyu said must be true.

"I really didn't expect that during my period of seclusion, there would be guests from my family. It's incredible."

It was also the first time since Zhuge Baiyun was born that he saw an outsider in his family.

Lu Qingyu chuckled and said: "Yang Feng is very powerful, and he is also related to Senior Qingtian, so my uncle specially invited him here."

"I see, no wonder, then you came here to see me? You girl do have some conscience."

Zhuge Baiyun looked very pleased.

When Lu Qingyu talked about this, his expression became a little embarrassed.

Yang Feng coughed dryly and said, "The thing is, she has some conscience, but not much..."

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, this visit was mainly my idea."

"what?"

Zhuge Baiyun was even more confused, not knowing what was going on.

Yang Feng coughed dryly and said, "Actually, I have a friend. She asked me to come into Zhuge's house to find someone named Zhuge Dongmiao."

"..."

Zhuge Baiyun's expression immediately changed.

Yang Feng had already guessed it by looking at her face, and said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, this Zhuge Dongmiao...is you, right?"

"Mu Rongwan asked you to come."

Zhuge Baiyun's expression was depressed.

Yang Feng chuckled and said, "It seems that things are indeed similar to what I imagined."

"That guy actually allowed people to enter Zhuge's house!"

Zhuge Baiyun said with a speechless expression: "This is not the way to collect debts."

"Huh? Debt collection?"

Yang Feng and Lu Qingyu showed surprised expressions almost at the same time.

Zhuge Baiyun looked at Yang Feng hesitantly and asked, "She didn't tell you anything else, right?"

"This is not."

"That'll be easy."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that would be a shame."

Zhuge Baiyun coughed dryly and said: "I remember when I went out to practice last year, I fought with her for 300 rounds. The battle was dark and dark. I didn't expect that there are such strong people in the world. In the end, both of us exhausted our spiritual power. Well, I finally lost a little bit, but she was also injured, so..."

"But just now Yang Feng said that Murong Wan was with him during that time and was not injured..."

Lu Qingyu's voice appeared next to him at the right time.

Zhuge Baiyun's expression suddenly froze, and he said even more awkwardly: "Ahem, what do you know? Those are all internal injuries!"

"Yes, internal injuries."

Yang Feng agreed, pinching Lu Qingyu secretly to signal her to stop talking nonsense.

But when Yang Feng suppressed his laughter, he almost suffered internal injuries.

These ladies really want to save face.

But what she said made Yang Feng a little curious about her strength, so he simply looked at her Dantian with his eyes.

You don’t know it unless you look at it, but Yang Feng only discovered it when he looked at it like this.

The strength of Zhuge Baiyun in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

Yang Feng thought before that her strength should be stronger than Zhuge Yuanzhi and others.

But now it seems that she and Zhuge Yuanzhi are not on the same level at all.

But with such strength, he actually lost to Murong Wan?

Yang Feng suddenly felt a chill on his back. That woman Murong Wan made Yang Feng feel even more terrifying.

Every time, he felt as if he could gradually see the upper limit of Murong Wan's strength. However, as he continued to understand, Yang Feng found that no matter how his strength increased, it still seemed difficult to see through her.

You know, no matter how talented she is, she still practices in a spiritual environment like the secular world.

Yang Feng was very puzzled by this.

Seeing Yang Feng's sudden thought, Zhuge Baiyun asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something about Murong Wan."

Yang Feng coughed dryly and said, "What, why do you call me such a name?"

"This... isn't it to keep it secret?"

"But I heard that your family usually changes their surname during training."

Yang Feng was surprised.

Zhuge Baiyun blushed and said: "It's not important, none of this is important. Anyway, I did lose something to her when I bet with her."

In fact, Zhuge Baiyun didn't have the nerve to say that he was embarrassed to give his real name after losing, so he just made up a fake name.

Yang Feng didn't care about this, but was curious: "Then what exactly did she ask me to get?"

"I'm actually not ready for this... thing. I originally planned to give it to her when I went out to practice this year. I didn't expect that she would have friends come into the territory."

Zhuge Baiyun became depressed when he talked about this, and said: "This guy is too powerful. I have never seen anyone come to Zhuge's house to collect debts."

"Ahem, I just wanted to do her a favor."

Yang Feng coughed dryly.

Zhuge Baiyun also said seriously: "When will you leave?"

"This is estimated to take a few days. In fact, I still don't know why the head of the family invited me here."

Yang Feng was very helpless when he talked about this, and said: "But I will participate in the ceremony of your Wuhou Temple tomorrow."

"Oh?"

Zhuge Baiyun had an unexpected expression.

Looking at her look, Yang Feng knew that she must know something, and quickly asked: "Is there something special about this festival?"

"Well...you'll know tomorrow."

Zhuge Baiyun gave up.

While she was speaking, her eyes were still looking up and down at Yang Feng, making him bristle.

"Your strength seems to be extraordinary. The spiritual power in your body makes me feel very similar to Murong Wan?"

Zhuge Baiyun looked at Yang Feng suspiciously.

It must be said that her senses are very keen.

In fact, this is what Yang Feng has always found special.

Yang Feng's spiritual power is known to himself. It is a very pure spiritual power. This may be because he obtains his spiritual power mostly by absorbing the spiritual energy of antiques, or it may be due to the specialness of his technique.

And almost all other ancient warriors have mixed spiritual powers.

When Yang Feng met Murong Wan for the first time, he felt that her spiritual power was very similar to his own.

"Maybe it's a coincidence."

Yang Feng answered with all his heart.

Zhuge Baiyun curled his lips and said: "There are not so many coincidences in this world. There must be other reasons, such as... Hey, have you ever heard of husbands and wives?"

"What do you mean?"

"If two people get married, their looks will sometimes gradually become more harmonious, so I wonder if spiritual power..."

"Stop it, she and I are friends, you're going too far."

Yang Feng's expression was speechless.

Zhuge Baiyun said carelessly: "Then it must be other reasons. I don't believe it is a coincidence, and your strength should be... Hey, how about we compare with each other?"

"No, why are you sparring with me?"

"I can't beat Murong Wan. Didn't she send someone to collect the money? I'll take it as revenge by beating you, the one who collects the money."

Zhuge Baiyun suddenly became very excited when he thought of this. He stood up and said, "Get up quickly, right here, you and I can compete."