Chapter 11
"Have you heard that last night, the entire capital of the capital suffered a heavy loss?"

"In total, more than 30 masters were broken in the city and outside the city, and even the four crazy ones were seriously injured."

"Who is this Zhang Chuyi? Is the origin of Qi Ti really as mysterious as the legend says?"

"This is one of the Eight Miraculous Skills. It was a thing that caused all sects to fight for blood."

"Bullshit magic trick, it's just a trick to make chaos."

"Haha, I think you just can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour."

………………

On Yibo, a social platform dedicated to Yiren, discussions about Zhang Chuyi and Baqiji are becoming increasingly popular.

For this reason, Yibo also created a special entry for Zhang Chuyi, and updated news about him in it every day.

As the current top class in the alien world, Zhang Chuyi is very mysterious while making a huge noise. Until now, no photos of him have leaked out.

The main reason is that people who have seen him were either captured by the company, or were severely injured and shrank. No one could come out to describe his appearance and the methods he used.

However, all the melon-eating people in the topic of "Zhang Chuyi" are talents. After a day and night of intense discussions, they finally simulated a concept map of his portrait through profiling.

Zhang Chuyi, this is a man with a blood feud. He must be ferocious. He can beat so many all-sex masters to pieces. He must have powerful external skills, and he may even be able to practice with one hand!
As a result, an image with a body as strong as a bear, eyes as fierce as a wolf, a face full of flesh, and several scars appeared on the paper.

However, some people questioned this portrait, thinking that Zhang Chuyi might be a handsome guy?
But such speculation was quickly ridiculed by everyone.

After all, no one would believe that a ruthless person who has been hunted down for more than ten years, a thug who is useless in martial arts without blinking an eye, will be a handsome guy who is in the wind.

In comparison, this image of a fugitive serial murderer is obviously more in line with Zhang Chuyi's character.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what does Zhang Chuyi look like?"

Lu Linglong, who belongs to the famous Lu family, kept asking her great-grandfather Lu Jin.

She was holding a mobile phone in her hand, with a freshly released portrait of Zhang Chuyi on it.

When Lu Linglong saw this portrait for the first time, she felt a sense of despair that her dreams had been shattered. She still couldn't believe that this was Zhang Chuyi's real appearance, so she found her grandfather to inquire about the news.

As a member of the ten people in the alien world, my great-grandfather must have more and more accurate sources of information than her great-granddaughter.

"Why are you asking about this?" Lu Jin glanced at his granddaughter and said with a serious expression: "Few people who have anything to do with the Eight Magic Skills will end up well, so don't get involved blindly."

"Oh, I'm just curious." Lu Linglong tugged on Lu Jin's arm and shook it: "You have been my great-grandfather since I was a child, you dote on me the most, so just do me a favor and satisfy my thirst for knowledge, okay?"

Although Lu Jin always looks majestic and upright outside, adhering to the Lu family's uncompromising family tradition, he is nicknamed "Flawless".

But there is no way to deal with his great-granddaughter.

"If you keep shaking me, my arm will be broken."

Lu Jin couldn't bear to say something serious to Lu Linglong, so she could only nod with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go and ask you."

"Okay~~" Lu Linglong jumped up with joy.

Lu Jin took out his mobile phone, searched in the address book, and made a call.

"Hey Xiaomu... Haha, it seems that I haven't contacted you for a while... You still have a heart, Xiaomu. You have been in good health recently, and you can live for another few decades... I have something to ask you, Zhang Chuyi Do you have any news about this person in your small inn...Okay, I will trouble you...No problem, let me have a good drink some other day..."

After finishing the polite words, Lu Jin hung up the phone.

"Grandpa, have you heard the news?" Lu Linglong asked hurriedly before Lu Jin could speak.

"After all, I have practiced in Quanzhen Baiyun Temple for so many years, why is my temper still so frizzy?" Lu Jin tapped his great-granddaughter's forehead with a displeased expression.

"I'm in a hurry to see it." Lu Linglong rubbed her forehead bitterly, "Also, Grandpa, you're too aggressive."

"Is this also called heavy?" Lu Jin laughed angrily at this ghost spirit, "Go ask your cousin Lu Lin, let him come and tell you what is called heavy hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jin's cell phone dinged twice.

Lu Jin picked it up, rubbed his chin and said, "I didn't expect to be so young, but he looks so good."

"Do you have a photo?" Lu Linglong stretched out her hand happily, "I want to see, I want to see~~"

Lu Jin couldn't stand her great-granddaughter's torment, so she could only hand her the phone.

"This is too handsome!" Lu Linglong looked at Zhang Chuyi on the phone, her eyes suddenly turned into little stars, "I feel no worse than Lingyu Daoist and Zhuge Qing!"

Seeing the obsessed look on her great-granddaughter's face, Lu Jin suddenly felt that her good cabbage was going to be taken away by the wild boar, so she took the phone out of Lu Linglong's hand.

"What are you doing, Grandpa? I haven't seen it clearly yet!" Lu Linglong looked at Lu Jin resentfully, "At least send the photo over."

"Grandpa heard that your recent final exam results were not very satisfactory. Is this true?" Lu Jin stroked his beard and asked meaningfully.

"Ah, this..." Lu Linglong immediately lowered her head guiltily, and explained with her lips pouted, "That's because I practice too seriously, so naturally I have to discount my studies."

"Then how can your cousin do both?" Lu Jin stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "I don't mean that you need to be excellent in every achievement, but at least it shouldn't be too bad. Look at your English. , can’t even pass the passing mark.”

"Doesn't that mean I'm patriotic?" Lu Linglong smiled and shivered, and then said coquettishly: "I know my great-grandfather, I will study hard next semester, and then I will be among the top ten in the class in all subjects. "

"But it doesn't matter whether it's positive or negative." Lu Linglong added in her heart.

"That's about the same." Lu Jin nodded with satisfaction, and then sent the photo.

After getting Zhang Chuyi's photo, Lu Linglong happily shouted "Long live my great grandfather", then rushed out and couldn't wait to call her friend Zhi Jinhua: "Hey, Hua'er... you will never guess that I am What kind of information did you get just now...do you know Zhang Chuyi..."

In the room, Lu Jin listened to her great-granddaughter's voice fading away. The warm smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

The Eight Wonders, the Jiashen Rebellion, and Rootlessness, one after another, the names that had been forgotten for a long time once again lingered in his heart, reminding him of the past that had made him brood for decades...

(End of this chapter)

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