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Fang Chen looked at the barrier for a while, but he seemed to be in a daze in Gui Shang and Feng Lan's eyes.

Gui Shang knitted his eyebrows in confusion.

Didn't they say that they were going to save their boss?

Why did he start daydreaming?

Pen dust does not care what other people think

He narrowed his eyes and continued to calculate the path and the combination of the two paths because they intersected at the eye of the formation.

As long as he could figure it out, he would be able to find out its trajectory.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. The sunlight shined on the youth's body, creating a refraction. His violet-gold eyes lit up.

Here!

After finding the Formation Aperture, the corner of his mouth curled up.

His eyes flashed with excitement.

Because ever since his foolish master had fallen, he had never broken the formation.

He had thought he would disappear in the form of a pen.

Gui Shang's face was filled with shock as he looked at the change in Yu Chen's expression.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard the disdainful voice of the silkpants.

"I'm about to break the array, go away!"

As he finished speaking, a spiritual energy ball gradually formed in his hand. His purplish-golden eyes were tightly staring at the formation core.

Following the sound of breaking wind, the Spiritual Energy ball flew out without any obstructions.

The moment he touched the barrier, Su Heng, who was in a meditative state, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly opened his eyes.

Someone broke through the barrier?

There was actually someone who could break the enchantment passed down by the Su Clan's ancestors?!

Su Qingyue, who was standing at the side, felt the surrounding air become sluggish for a moment.

Something was wrong!

She turned to her grandfather.

"Little Moon, someone's breaking through the barrier!"

Could it be that man in black?

Su Qingyue suddenly recalled what happened a few nights ago.

Su Heng did not think too much about it. He stood up and left.

Su Qingyue also stood up.

He followed his grandfather to the core of the barrier.

The person outside who had no idea what he was about to save was standing across from him.

At first, Gui Shang didn't know that there was a barrier surrounding him, but after seeing the pencil-like Spiritual Energy attack, he was actually rippling.

He was slow to ask for the brush dust

"What is this?"

Brushstroke Chen did not have the time to deal with him. It was a very short 'barrier'.

At the very least, Gui Shang was the Sixth Prince of Nanyue Country, but he had never seen a barrier before.

"How dare you trespass into the Su residence's barrier!"

Su Heng saw that none of them had the intention to barge in.

Not only did he not feel like an intruder, he even happily chatted with them.

How could he be so thick-skinned?

When Qu Chen and Gui Shang heard that there was movement inside, their faces were filled with joy.

This meant that there was someone inside.

When Su Qingyue saw that the people who had arrived were brush dust, ghost Shang and Lan'er, she was startled.

She understood that these people were worried about her, especially that Brushstroke dude. He always said that she was stupid, and at the most critical times, he was worried about her as well.

Su Qingyue pulled on her grandfather's sleeve.

whispered in his grandfather's ear

"Grandfather, help me train the teenager on the left …"

Su Qingyue was talking about Gui Shang because although Gui Shang knew the Southern Mountain technique, he had no actual combat experience.

Therefore, in a fight, it was a very disadvantageous thing.

Su Heng looked at Su Qingyue with a puzzled expression.

"Little Moon, do you know these two people?"

Su Qingyue nodded her head.

"Alright, Grandfather will help you train that youth!"

After saying that, he heard the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind.

When he looked again, Su Heng and Gui Shang had already started fighting.

Just as Brushstroke Chen wanted to help, his purplish golden eyes caught sight of Su Qingyue, who was watching the show.

"You're not going to help him?"

The brush dust moved to Su Qingyue's side.

Su Qingyue shook her head

"Let him train himself. Grandfather knows his limits!"

The brush dust had a surprised expression on its face.

"Is he your grandfather?"

"Yes!"

Su Qingyue's large, black eyes were fixated on the battle on the other side.

Fang Chen laughed in disdain.

"Your grandfather's cultivation is rather high in this world!"

"You can see my grandfather's cultivation?"

Su Qingyue asked casually.

"The Yuan Empress is about to break through to the Yuan King stage!"

The calm tone was as simple as eating and drinking.

Su Qingyue was not too surprised when she heard her grandfather's cultivation level. Because her grandfather was the number one expert of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, this cultivation level was nothing.

Brushstroke Chen quite admired the calm expression on Su Qingyue's face.

Sometimes in a trance...

He felt like he had seen his former master.