I Have A Daughter Who Is Cultivating Immortality

Zhou Yang felt a strong fluctuation of Genuine Qi. He immediately felt that Qing Shan was hiding a killing move in his heart, so he quickly reminded him.    

"Go to hell!"    

Just as Zhou Yang spoke, Qing Shan also let out a loud roar. His right hand suddenly pressed against the woman's chest.    

At this critical moment, the female in white didn't panic at all, as if she had already predicted this. She dodged to the side and mercilessly thrust her sword into Qing Shan's chest.    

"Zhou... Zhou Yang, Qing Yun Sect will not let you go..."    

Qing Shan fell to the ground, his mouth was mixed with blood, and very quickly, he lost his life force.    

Seeing that the enemy was finally dead, Zhou Yang let out a long breath. When he relaxed his mind, he sat down on the ground and moved the wound on his back. He immediately grimaced in pain.    

Fortunately, Qing Shan only wanted to humiliate Zhou Yang and did not use his full strength. Otherwise, Zhou Yang would have been a corpse by now.    

The twelfth level of Qi Refining was actually so much stronger than him. Zhou Yang simply had no strength to resist.    

"Are your injuries alright?"    

After the white-clad female finished the green mountain, she walked in front of Zhou Yang and asked slowly. Her tone was still like an iceberg that had not melted for a thousand years, and no emotions could be heard from her.    

"It's fine, it's just a fracture..."    

Zhou Yang raised his head, and with the help of the darkness of the night, he could clearly see the white-clothed woman's face. He was instantly shocked.    

Her white clothes wrapped around her body, and a strand of black hair hung behind her head. She did not deliberately comb it up, and it casually drifted about, setting off the lines of her neck and exquisite collarbone.    

Her two eyes were like stars in the night sky, but there was a trace of coldness in them, as if they could see through people's hearts. There was not a single ripple on her exquisite face.    

"Let me help you take a look... Is it here?"    

The woman squatted down and checked Zhou Yang's injuries. However, when she saw Zhou Yang staring at her, she couldn't help but frown. She exerted force in her hand and Zhou Yang screamed.    

"Aiyo! Ouch! It hurts!"    

The woman seemed to have gotten what she wanted. The corner of her mouth moved slightly. She stood up and continued to speak to Zhou Yang, "His injuries are quite serious. That man's martial arts is very strong. You actually didn't explode from his palm..."    

Zhou Yang grinned. He knew that this woman was trying to get information from him. If it was someone else, he might have told her the truth.    

However, at this sensitive moment, he was a little hesitant.    

Zhou Yang knew everything, but he couldn't tell her the truth. This made him feel guilty.    

His identity was too shocking. Even if he told the others, therefore, Zhou Yang spoke vaguely. "That man has a grudge with me. He has been chasing me. Thank you, young lady, for saving my life. I, Zhou Yang, will never forget the kindness of saving my life. May I ask young lady's name?"    

Zhou Yang said these words in a scholarly manner, thinking that he should be able to change the topic.    

The woman remained silent and looked at Zhou Yang carefully again. When she touched Zhou Yang's body just now, she was a little surprised.    

Although Zhou Yang's injuries were serious, his body seemed to be slowly healing his injuries. This really surprised the woman.    

As for what Zhou Yang said, the woman didn't really believe it. But because of her identity, she didn't want to ask too much.    

This person's physique was indeed unique, and it was related to the person she killed...    

The girl immediately made up her mind to pay more attention to Zhou Yang. She couldn't ask too much as she didn't want Zhou Yang to be wary of her.    

"My name is Guyu, an ancient jade from an ancient era." The girl said faintly.    

"Guyu? What a good name..."    

Zhou Yang held it in for a long time but could not think of a way to praise this name. His face turned red and he scratched his head awkwardly. "When I recover from my injuries, I will repay you if there is a chance."    

" That's not necessary. I am just passing by. When I see injustice, I will pull out my knife to help. " Guyu said lightly, "Since you are safe, then I will leave. Oh right, this medicine can help you recover as soon as possible."    

As she spoke, Guyu threw down a small bottle, then put away her sword and disappeared into the night.    

Zhou Yang wanted to stop her, but he did not know what to say. He helplessly shook his head. In the future, he would see her if he was fated.    

Looking at Qingshan's corpse, Zhou Yang sneered and limped along the main road towards the city. He did not have any Genuine Qi to use in his body, and coupled with his injuries, he did not know when he would be able to return home.    

He was lucky on the road. He stopped a car and returned home. He took off his shirt and saw that there was a bruise on his back. There was a palm print the size of a palm.    

"Damn it, this guy is really ruthless!"    

Zhou Yang gritted his teeth. The Green Cloud Sect had been biting him and not letting him go. They had chased him from Black Tortoise Realm to Earth. Sooner or later, Zhou Yang would have to take revenge for this humiliation.    

He opened the medicine given by Guyu. A sweet fragrance assailed his nose, making him intoxicated. Zhou Yang was not afraid that Guyu would harm him. If she really wanted to harm Zhou Yang, with her strength, she could kill him in minutes.    

After applying the ointment, Zhou Yang sat on the bed to recover his injuries. He closed his eyes, and with the slow circulation of the Genuine Qi, the areas that were injured were recovering at a slow speed.    

"Grandfather, your grandson called you..."    

Following the ringing of the phone, Zhou Yang opened his eyes. Unknowingly, it was already dawn.    

Although the injury on his back was still very serious, moving freely was no longer a big problem.    

Seeing that it was the store manager's phone, Zhou Yang felt a little strange and quickly picked it up.    

"Zhou Yang? Are you really not coming to work? Let me tell you, look! For the sake of your hard work in the past, I'll give you an increment of 500 salary!"    

Zhou Yang felt warm in his heart. It seemed that the manager did not believe his words. He was afraid that he would lose his job and have no source of income.    

After thinking for a while, Zhou Yang said helplessly, "Brother, I want to go to work to kill some time, but I'm injured. I can't even move on the bed. How can I go?"    

The manager was shocked and quickly asked, "D * mn, did you fight with someone again? I told you, with your little three-legged cat skills, you still show off everywhere. How about it? Do you want me to go and see you? "    

"Then forget it. You'd better earn some money. Oh right, my senior sister, she..."    

Zhou Yang pursed his lips and could not help but ask about Zhang Weiwei's situation.    

"Hmph, you brat. You still have the face to ask. During the time you were not at work, Zhang Weiwei had always been preoccupied with her work. When she had time, she had nothing to do. Her eyes were staring at the door, not knowing what she was looking at... Sigh, what a sin..."    

The manager shook his head and said helplessly.    

"Okay, I got it. Let's hang up first. When I recover, I'll come to work, okay?"    

Zhou Yang didn't know what to say, so he quickly hung up the phone.    

Because he could not explain Nana's matter, Zhou Yang did not know how to face Zhang Weiwei.    

Forget it, wait until he recovered before finding an opportunity to explain.    

After sitting on the bed for the entire morning, Zhou Yang was worrying about whether he should order takeout or cook when the doorbell suddenly rang.    

Who would come looking for him?    

Zhou Yang opened the door with doubt and was stunned.    

"Senior... senior sister? Why are you here?"    

Zhang Weiwei was standing at the door. She wore a light yellow dress and her delicate face revealed a slight uneasiness. When she saw Zhou Yang, she could not help covering her nose and her beautiful eyes immediately showed a look of disgust.    

"What's the smell on your body..."    

Zhou Yang scratched his head awkwardly. He did not have the mood to take a shower when he came back yesterday, so he sat on the bed to recover from his injuries.