I, who was stabbed to death by Alloy Lu Bu, transmigrated into the Star Soul General

Chapter 116 I'm really not my great-grandfather!

Boom! ! ! ! !

Five Nagabat Elite Machines descended from the sky, exuding a terrifying aura of the peak Earth Rank, stirring up clouds of dust, creating an extremely shocking scene.

"Phew, thank goodness I made it in time!"

They were the elite squadron of the Maxxis, each one a top-notch expert.

However, McKinsey himself did not appear, only sending a vanguard team to investigate, which shows that he was not a fool, but rather had some shrewdness and wisdom.

"We are the direct squadron of McKinsey, the second of the four best McKinsey members!"

"You audacious thief!" The vanguard captain raised his hand cannon and spoke arrogantly, "I advise you to surrender quickly and obediently, lest you suffer a terrible fate..."

boom! !

Just then, a towering pillar of fire descended and completely incinerated them.

There wasn't even time to let out a scream.

"Oh? Nezha is here?"

On horseback, Longya Ao Bing suddenly straightened up, looked at the pillar of flames, and saw a shadow with six arms. He immediately made a judgment.

She murmured to herself, "Shouldn't she be heading towards the North Gate? Or... has she already finished her rounds?"

Bear!

The pillar of flames burned for a long time, and Nezha slowly flew out, riding on his Wind and Fire Wheels.

Behind him, the Universe Ring burned with purple divine fire.

hum~

The lamp emitted a deep blue light, accompanied by a melodious female voice: "So you're this year's successor? Not bad taste, at least you're not cuckolded..."

"May I ask what brings you here?" asked Longya Ao Bing.

I had to ask the question knowing the answer, lest it cause some unfortunate butterfly effect.

"I'm just here to deliver a message to you on someone's behalf..."

After pausing for a moment to make sure the other person was listening, Nezha continued, "The previous host entrusted me with the task of telling you before he passed away... You must 'be careful of the Doctor'."

"You go on."

"Gone."

"Your visit was really unnecessary. Go back to where you came from," Longya Ao Bing lay back down and waved his hand. "Don't keep me from resting. Goodbye!"

Don't miss any opportunity to manipulate people's mentality; you might as well make money off their emotional value.

"Take back your disrespect!" Hu Yanwei's eyes sharpened, then he threatened, "Otherwise, I will, on behalf of Brother Lan Ao, deny you all the honors you have as a member of Ao Bing's clan..."

Longya Ao Bing: "I thank you for your leniency. You only denied my honor but did not strip me of my status as a guest... If there's nothing else, please go back quickly. I won't see you off."

"The Merfolk value honor above all else. I truly don't understand why the Guardians would grant you, such a shameless scoundrel, the qualification of a resident!" Hu Yanwei's tone grew increasingly stern.

"I'm so sorry, but to be honest, I'm not a merman, nor am I Ao Bing, the Star Soul General..."

After a pause, Longya Ao Bing waved the [Dragon Summoning Machine] in his left hand, "This machine is called Longya. Let me make this clear, I didn't mean to mess with you, you admitted your mistake yourself, so don't blame me..."

"Indeed... this machine is slightly different from Ao Bing's..."

“It’s true that I can’t blame you for admitting your mistake,” Nezha said, crossing his arms and asking softly, “May I ask who you are?”

"I'm just a Star Soul Master passing by."

"Oh." Nezha nodded, then made a move to leave and continue his journey to find Ao Bing's ancestor.

"Senior, please wait!" Longya Ao Bing said, trying to persuade him to stay. He smiled and said, "Actually... I know Ao Bing, and I can take you to him. Why don't we talk in detail after the Star Release?"

"How can I trust you?"

"Senior, it has nothing to do with whether you believe it or not. Having someone to guide you in the vast desert is better than searching for a needle in a haystack. Follow me for a while, and if we can't find anyone, I'll do whatever you want with me."

"To show my sincerity, I will first explain..."

After speaking, Lü Fengxian deactivated the machine and landed steadily on the ground.

Wow…

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Nezha's star coffin floated out, and Huyan Wei stepped out from it, standing in mid-air. This was only because he had left the machine body, and the structure had not been completely disassembled.

It's clear that some caution remains.

"What...what's your relationship with Lü Fengxian?"

As he spoke, Hu Yanwei's red robes fluttered in the wind, like a crimson cloud.

Sniff...sniff...

Hu Yanwei's nose twitched as he caught a whiff of an unpleasant scent. "Why do you still carry the aura of the Ling clan?"

"Could it be... that he doesn't accept me because of a woman from the Ling family?"

"..."

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the flames of anger surged within me, just like the rage in my heart.

"Hey, senior, what are you muttering about?" Lü Fengxian asked, puzzled. "I am Lü Fengxian. What Ling clan? I don't know them..."

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, Huyan Wei was taken aback, then sniffed carefully and muttered to himself:

"This aura... seems a bit floating, and it certainly doesn't seem to originate from within the body. It seems that there was some unintentional contact with the Ling clan, which makes it less surprising."

"Wait a minute..."

After a pause, he exclaimed in surprise, "Who did you say you were?!"

"I will not change my name or surname, I am Lü Fengxian," Lü Fengxian said.

Swah—

“There’s no mistake…” Hu Yan hadn’t even landed yet when he hugged him tightly. “Brother Lü, I knew you wouldn’t die so easily; it must have been a fake death…”

There is simply no other person in the world who is so similar.

It can only be the person himself.

"Why is your cultivation level so low?"

"And why don't you recognize Xiao Wei anymore..." Hu Yanwei asked excitedly.

“Senior…I think you’ve misunderstood,” Lü Fengxian pushed Hu Yanwei away, trembling slightly. “I share the same name as my grandfather, and he has indeed passed away. I am truly not my grandfather…”

Living amidst magma year-round, Huyanwei is like a walking oven.

Its body temperature is unbearable for ordinary people.

(Damn it, 'Old Master,' how many people have you messed with? Are you making me pay off your debts? You just ran away and left me with this mess...)

The Huang family, the Song family, the Huyan family... are there any people you haven't met?

"Oh…"

“Alright,” Hu Yanwei nodded, his expression somewhat somber, and muttered to himself, “Brother Lü is really gone. I heard that little fool Song Bingchuan also perished together with his opponent twenty years ago…”

"...Is our era really coming to an end?"

His tone was slightly melancholic, as all his friends from the same era had passed away, leaving him all alone.

Loneliness...

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Hu Yanwei shouted inwardly, staring intently at Lü Fengxian, "I understand now, so that's how it is. Brother Lü used some kind of [life-saving] method, causing amnesia and loss of cultivation..."

"That's why the Lü family claimed that Brother Lü was dead, no wonder..."

Oh no, this woman seems to actually have some brains.

I'm pretty close to guessing.

"And given that little idiot's character, he's most likely faking his death..."

Thinking of all this, the gloom on Hu Yanwei's face gradually faded, replaced by a smile. She looked at Lü Fengxian, who was scratching her head, and said, "Come on, call me 'Sister Xiaowei,' and there'll be a reward!"

"What reward?"

"Pills, spiritual materials..."

Upon hearing this, Lü Fengxian let out an almost inaudible "tsk".

"They are exactly the same..." Hu Yanwei was completely certain of his thoughts. No matter how similar the descendants are, they can't even have the same micro-expressions.

call--

In an instant!

"Something's coming!"