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Taking a deep breath, Qingcheng meaningfully looked at his son. Qing Lei could also see the deep helplessness contained in his father's anger, so he turned around and looked coldly at Zhuge Renjie.

Zhuge Renjie looked back at Qing Lei with a sneer on his face and said indifferently, "Brat, don't blame me too. Who told you to be trash? I can't just sit by and watch my little sister jump into the fire pit. Anyone else would do the same! "

"Good, good, very good!" After Qing Lei said three good words in a row, everyone in the hall was shocked. They all thought that Qing Lei would use force to save their face next.

Qing Huo had already stood up and was prepared to stop Qing Lei. One must know that Floating Cloud Pavilion s could not be provoked, even if it would cause them to lose face, it would be better than their entire clan being exterminated. At the same time, Qing Cheng's face showed signs of anxiety.

"Brat, calm down. This yellow-mouthed brat is an elite Dou Ling. His strength is even greater than your father's. You will not be able to defeat him with just his strength!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Qing Lei replied with a self-deprecating laugh. He slowly walked to the center of the hall and kneeled down in front of everyone's gazes!

"Father, I …" Seeing his son, who seemed to be indifferent to everything, defending his dignity as a father, Qing Cheng's heart ached. He said lovingly: "Lei, get up, don't be like this, I believe my son is the best. "How could you so easily knock down my son with such a small setback?"

Seeing his father's concerned eyes, Qing Lei's heart suddenly tightened. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Retreat!" I'll back you up! " Every word seemed to be filled with a tremendous power, shaking the souls of all the clansmen present.

Standing up and running to the table, Qing Lei spread out his trembling hands. Qing Cheng was horrified to find that his son's nails had already pierced through his palms. Blood flowed out drop by drop, dyeing his five nails bright red!

"Pa — —" Qing Lei wrote a line of blood on the paper. Then, he slapped the paper hard and a huge bloody handprint appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

He lowered his head in silence and roared in a low but powerful voice, "Today, I, Qing Lei, will cut off all ties with Zhuge Yunting in one letter. After the Qing Family rain, the Zhuge Family will return to the bridge.

Zhuge Renjie felt a bit ashamed and angry when he first heard the words, but when he thought about it, didn't he come for this? He sneered, "I didn't expect you to be such a waste. It seems that I have underestimated you. Other than being a waste, you are also a waste who knows his own name!

"Trash? Haha! I, who was turned into trash by you, condensed Fighting Soul when I was thirteen, and how many Duan Qi did you have at that time? 30 years in the east, 30 years in the west, don't look down on the poor! You can conclude that I, who am a 'trash', will not regain the glory of a former genius and create an unprecedented glory! "

The speed was so fast that it completely exceeded Zhuge Renjie's expectations. When he wanted to defend himself, he saw Qing Lei tightly hold onto the blood letter. Then, his hands suddenly relaxed and he fell to the ground right at Zhuge Renjie's feet.

"For three years, I will bet on father's reputation! Three years from now, I will step foot on the Floating Cloud Pavilion and use my blood as the price to wash away all the humiliation I had suffered today.

"Good, you are ambitious. "Then I shall await your arrival. Haha, you overestimate yourself!" Zhuge Renjie picked up the letter of rest with satisfaction and laughed towards the sky as if there was no one else around.

Qing Cheng looked at his son's back with glowing eyes. He firmly believed that this day would come from the bottom of his heart, because this was his son!

When the Qing Family clansmen saw that the liveliness had finished, they all dispersed, leaving only Qing Lei indifferently standing where he was, and kept shouting in his heart: "Become stronger, become stronger, become stronger, and swear to destroy the Floating Cloud Pavilion that you are most proud of!"

Perhaps because the shout in his heart was too loud, the old man had a reaction and said with encouragement, "Kid, do you want to become stronger? "As long as you take me as your master, I …"

Before the old guy could finish his words, Qing Lei shouted in a daze: "Master, I need your help to become stronger!"

The old man was stunned.