Girl, there's something wrong with you

Xing Yunzhi stayed at home, suddenly feeling uneasy.

By the way, that Cheng Xinnan should be reliable, right?

no! I have to follow over and have a look!

Although the Cheng family and the Xing family are on good terms, they do not come from the same ancestor, so they basically do not invite each other to worship their ancestors.

However, Xing Yunzhi did not represent the family this time, but went to watch the ceremony by herself. On this festive occasion of the ancestor worship ceremony, I don't think the other party would do anything to stop her.

So she quickly called a taxi and went straight to Cheng's residence in Pukou District.

Here, Cheng Xinnan took Cheng Jinyang and drove all the way to the entrance of Cheng's residence in the city and parked the car.

The entrance to the residence of the Cheng family in the divine capital is a Lingxing Gate, which is normally closed to traffic and is open to the public on days of ancestor worship. As long as they come from the same ancestor, no matter they are from other aristocratic families, poor families or ordinary people, they can enter the ceremony today.

A long line of guests has formed outside, blocking half of the road. The few Cheng family disciples on both sides of the Lingxing Gate were running around and were so exhausted that Cheng Xinnan led him directly into the clan through the side gate. These people didn't even have time to take a look this way.

In other words, neither of them expected that someone among the guests would sneak in directly from the entrance.

The clan area is similar to an ordinary residential area, only cleaner and tidier. Various lanterns and colorful silks are hung on the trees in the green space, with various mottos written on them.

Cheng Jinyang glanced at it casually, and saw what was written on one of the colored silks:

Pay more attention to Li Congzhe; divorce his father and spare his branches.

"Chong and Li are the two ancestors of the Cheng family in the legendary city of God." Cheng Xinnan took the motto and introduced, "Chong is the son of Shaohao, and Li is the grandson of Zhuanxu. They are divided into heaven and earth, and each is in charge of wind and fire. Their heirs They are all named Chongli."

"After Chongli, there was Uncle Cheng, Xiu's father, who was the great commander of King Xuan of Zhou. He led troops to conquer the Huaiyi people in the southeast. He was the earliest ancestor that could be traced in the genealogy of the Cheng family in the capital city."

"That's it." Cheng Jinyang nodded to express understanding.

"By the way." Cheng Xinnan added, "For example, the Sanchuan Zhu family, their ancestor is Li Zhi's second son Wu Hui, so they are from the same blood lineage as the Cheng family in the divine capital, and there is history to test. They will also send people later. Come to the festival.”

"Is the Zhu family also a noble family?"

"Oxidative combustion is their bloodline power." Cheng Xinnan explained casually, "It is said that Zhu's power can freely cut the covalent bonds of various gaseous molecules without the need for energy, and use a large number of free radicals to create A high-temperature flame of over 1,000 degrees. Of course, this is just a rumor, and only they know the specific reaction principle."

"Isn't that the ability to control fire? It feels stronger than gravity." Cheng Jinyang thought thoughtfully.

"Fire control... you can also say that." Cheng Xinnan said with a smile, "Don't say the second part later. After all, you are in the Cheng family's clan now."

"Sorry, Sister Xinnan." Cheng Jinyang realized that Sister Xinnan was also a member of the Cheng family. It was really rude to tell her that the Cheng family's powers were incompetent in front of her.

Wait, it seems like I am too! Huh?

"It's okay." Cheng Xinnan waved his hand, "Oxidative combustion is very lethal, but the children of the Zhu family can't fly! If you fly into the air and project kinetic energy shells from the sky, how can they deal with it? We really have to compare our strengths with each other. , it also depends on the battlefield environment, blood concentration, computing power and combat experience.”

"Hey, I don't like hearing this anymore." A young man with sunglasses came out from the front. The old man put his hands behind his back on the ground and raised his chin to look at the two of them and said, "Why can't our Zhu family be better than you Cheng?" Is it your family?"

"Are you blind?" Cheng Xinnan asked in confusion.

Cheng Jinyang almost squirted next to him.

Indeed, wearing sunglasses usually serves three purposes: to block light, to show off, and to show that one is blind.

"Me!" The young man immediately became angry and took off his sunglasses and said, "I am blocking the light, do you understand? Our Zhu's fire has a temperature of thousands, and the light is extremely blazing. Not wearing sunglasses will hurt your eyes, so you can't I don’t understand… Besides, aren’t you wearing sunglasses too?”

"Brother Zhu! Brother Zhu!" A few more shouts came from behind him, but they were three young children of the Cheng family of about the same age. The leader was Cheng Yizhou, who had had a conflict in the hospital last time.

Cheng Yizhou trotted over here, followed the gaze of the young man in sunglasses, and found that it was Cheng Jinyang whom he had met last time. He was about to exclaim, when his eyes fell on Cheng Xinnan next to him, and he immediately held back, his face suddenly swollen. flushed.

The person behind him didn't recognize her, so he pointed at Cheng Jinyang in surprise and yelled:

"Today is the day when our Cheng family worships our ancestors. Why did this slave get in? Brother Yizhou, let's kick him out..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Xinnan had already taken off his sunglasses, looked at the three of them with cold eyes, and said gloomily:

"What did you call just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

She exerted a little force with her fingers, and the frame in the middle was broken by her and fell into two pieces.

The young man in sunglasses half-opened his mouth. He knew that these glasses were often made of alloy material and could break the frame with one pinch... How strong must this finger be?

Before Cheng Yizhou could stop him, another person behind him subconsciously became aggressive and sneered:

"It's the little slave who was once fostered in our Cheng family..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold gun was inserted into his mouth.

"Say it again?" Cheng Xinnan put a gun to his throat, smiling sweetly, but the coldness in his eyes was so cold that it was almost impossible to melt away.

"Wait!" Cheng Yizhou quickly stopped her and urged anxiously, "You... come from the same lineage, why are you like this!"

"I just asked him to say it again." Cheng Xinnan turned on the insurance indifferently, "Or, little brother Cheng Yizhou, let your father come to see me?"

"I'm taking you two to see your father. Please come with me." Of course, Cheng Yizhou couldn't leave his younger brother and Cheng Xinnan here. He quickly winked at his other younger brother, and then waved his hand to guide the two of them.

So Cheng Xinnan took a gun and held the boy who had uttered wild words before, but now his face turned pale and his arms and legs were trembling, he turned around and said with a smile on his face:

"Jinyang, let's go!"

Cheng Jinyang followed him with a confused face.

He didn't know why these fellow disciples called him "a slave", and he didn't know why Sister Xinnan had such a big reaction and directly took one of them hostage with a gun...

...But it feels so good to be like a fox pretending to be a tiger!

He followed Sister Xinnan forward. The young man in sunglasses behind wanted to follow, but was stopped by another brother of Cheng Yizhou who was sweating profusely.

"Brother Xinchu, it's inconvenient to say more about the internal affairs of the Cheng family. I'll take you somewhere else."

"Hey, I just want to see that sister!" The young man in sunglasses named Zhu Xinchu wanted to follow, but was stopped by the kid named Cheng, "Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu, Boss Zhu, please don't make it difficult for me! "

"Is that sister from your Cheng family?" Zhu Xinchu asked him seriously.

"No comment."

"Then what's the deal with being called a slave?"

"No comment."

"Hey! Cheng Yining, your brother was stabbed in the throat with a gun, aren't you worried?"

"I'm almost scared to death, but Brother Yizhou will handle it. As for more, I have no comment."

"How come you guys from the Cheng family are all as hard as stone?"

"...Really, no comment."