Chapter 223 – Ji Jiwei’s Bullying
Chapter 223 – Ji Jiwei’s Hegemony
Four figures, wrapped in the subtle and bizarre heaven and earth momentum, ran towards Xin Zhuo, actually doing the intention of forcibly plundering away.
Wei Siyi’s group of people under the hall only realized it afterward, and their faces suddenly changed.
That very cultured old celestial master’s face was gloomy, a burst of earthbound momentum around his body, and he had already leaped into mid-air.
Xin Zhuo frowned and stared at the four people, momentarily speechless, will these few people hurt themselves? Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Old Grandmother and Venerable Jiang Yong had indifferent faces, as if they were very confident.
Seeing the four people will arrive, Jiang Yong gently waved his hand, a stream of clear water running floating, only to hear the “click” sound, the surrounding walls, the ground automatically rose a floating platform, floating platform sitting on a one or a rich and solemn woman, or a stern face of the middle-aged, or the old man of the Immortal style and Taoism.
A total of eighteen, originally slightly closed eyes, suddenly opened, a moment such as the abyss like the sea of the momentum majestic out, actually for a time can not distinguish what realm!
The four people who came floating pupils shrunk, with a faster speed backward, have landed outside the door of the temple, a moment of face shocked and uncertain.
The old master was also squeezed out of the temple door, leaving Wei Siyi and others subconsciously backed into a corner, staring wide-eyed.
Xin Zhuo was also shocked, surprised to see the eighteen figures, when did they exist? When did they exist? They are hiding in my temple?
Just heard the old Taijun said in a deep voice: “The Jiang Clan is not so good to intrude, everyone should know that the authority of the Jiang Clan is not to be offended!”
The voice is atmospheric, confident and domineering.
The enchanting and graceful woman from the Saffron Sect outside laughed softly and said: “The thousand year old Jiang Clan, with its deep heritage, has so many venerable puppets, it’s surprising, please don’t be overly concerned, we have good intentions, we are only there to pick up the Jiang Shizi to go to the cultivation, and have no hostile intentions whatsoever!”
“The child of the Jiang family, already has a choice, everyone please return.”
Venerable Jiang Yong’s voice could not be refused.
The four people outside looked at each other and laughed, and the old man from the Tianji Pavilion arched his hand and said, “There’s always a choice to be made? There is still a need for the World Son to say something himself!”
The old Taijun was just about to speak when Xin Zhuo removed his gaze from the eighteen puppets and said in a serious and earnest voice: “I have always admired martial arts experts, and I am also interested in the world’s high level of martial arts, so why don’t you all have a sparring match, and the winner will go with him!”
Although I don’t know why these people are obsessed with this laborious “God’s Way true qi” to the same as street vendors, but it is always right to arch a fire!
Old Taijun and Jiang Yong gave him a surprised look.
However, the four people outside looked stunned.
A moment later, that woman from the Saffron Sect let out a light laugh: “It seems that the World Son wants to see our tricks, how about I play a handful of tricks for the World Son?”
“Shi Niang, why are you so cheap, you and I each show our sincerity, what’s the difference between acting like this and being a clown?”
Tianji Pavilion old man low voice rebuke, Saffron Sect woman slightly stunned, but see the old man has already leaped up: “Shizi and see, my Tianji Pavilion peeling clouds Dragon Teng Dance, eight hundred years of mastery!”
Snapping his fingers, a long green scarf curved out, in the blink of an eye transformed into a green dragon, tilted the sky and let out a long whistle, the dragon’s roar shook the four directions.
“Truly shameless!”
The Saffron Sect and Divine Hidden duo cursed lowly in unison, naturally understanding the old man’s preconceived mind.
“World Son, take a look!”
Seeing the old man fall, the remaining three people were about to coax the children to use their respective means, when they heard a cold and scornful voice suddenly come from mid-air:.
“All the weather is swirling, and every inch seems like the heart of a sword! Chao!”
At a time the entire compound suddenly darkened, as if covered by dark clouds.
The four people in the courtyard changed their complexion slightly and rose up in the air at the same time. The old man from Tianji Pavilion rebuked: “Green Lotus Sword Technique? The moment the Taiping Palace came, was it planning to kill us?”
Xin Zhuo was immersed in the Tian Ji Pavilion old man’s magical martial art of transforming the green scarf into a scaly dragon, and was startled by this scene, what kind of ghost martial art can darken the sky?
Not waiting for the old grandmother and Jiang Yong to react, he had already arrived in front of the door between flashes and tilted his head to look.
Only to see high in the air stood a woman, body posture, very elegant attitude, face can not be seen, seems to be very beautiful, twenty or so years old, at this moment standing in the air, the head of thirty feet away is a strange green clouds rolling, as if the black clouds pressed the city.
And her own condescending, exudes unparalleled confidence and dominance, look down to the four people’s eyes, as in the look at the garbage, gently waved his fingers, hundreds of sword shadows have been from the top of the head of the tumbling green clouds in the scurrying, wrapped in a stern to the extreme momentum, directly below the four people.
A moment full of sky falling sword shadow as the head of the manes, make the whole body numb.
Xin Zhuo some lost concentration, frankly speaking, this kind of fight, he a little can not understand, change himself on, completely do not know how to receive, as if it has risen to another level? Just like when he was kited by the Spirit Sword Sect Sect Master.
The four people below seem to have the same concerns, unwilling to pick up or unable to pick up, hesitating for a moment, their bodies flashed and went straight to the distance: “This son will be let with the Peace Palace, but this time the beam, I’m afraid I can’t stop!”
The blink of an eye disappeared!
The woman overhead seems to be disdainful, gently lifting her hand, the sky full of sword shadows have disappeared, the head of the green clouds dispersed, the sun shines brightly, cloudless.
The old Taijun didn’t know when he stepped aside, smilingly looked above: “What does the grandson think?”
Seeing the woman above looking down, Xin Zhuo immediately retreated back to the door, hurriedly walked back to the book case, seriously said: “The martial realm is very high, the long is not bad, grandmother and uncle first do not say anything, I have my own plan in my mind, first knock a bamboo bar.”
Old Taijun’s face changed slightly: “Knock what? This is your mother!”
“Uh ……”
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, having the urge to go back and take another look.
Right at this moment, the woman had already arrived at the door, gently waving her big sleeves, lightly moving her lotus steps, and entering the great hall, with a far-dark, agar-rose nose, cherry lips, and eyes like smoky clear springs, but with a few moments of sternness and contempt, as if she was born with it.
The old Heavenly Master of the Qin Tian Supervisor has already drifted away.
In the hall, Wei Siyi and the others were still there, their faces all took on a hint of constraint, bowing and saluting: “Greetings, Your Highness the Grand Princess!”
“Stand down!” The woman waved her sleeves once again, as if repelling insects and ants.
The crowd didn’t dare to have a hint of disobedience, bowed again and retreated.
Even Old Taijun and Jiang Yong also saluted and automatically stepped aside, with Old Taijun pointing at Xin Zhuo: “This is your child Yu Qing!”
Without her having to say anything, Ji Jiwei was already sizing up Xin Zhuo, seemingly considering if this was the one he had given birth to in October, a day and a night of labor.
Xin Zhuo is also frowning hesitation, in front of this and his fantasy image gap is a little big, I thought it was a few years longer than the eldest princess of Zheng, a face of wealth and amiability, pulling the hands of nagging the old princess, you this …… look at most twenty-five or twenty-six years old, how many years old to give birth to their own?
At this time, Ji Jiwei body dominance instantly disappeared, the glare in the eyes also faded a little bit, gently walked over, raised his delicate right hand, stroked his face, his eyes reddened, tears slipped down drop by drop.
Xin Zhuo had to stand still and let her pat her face, but he could feel that this woman’s emotional outpouring at this time did not contain any falsehoods.
I don’t know how long it took, Ji Jiwei’s face was not dry from tears, from her long sleeves, she pulled out a handful of sesame malt candies, coaxing the child to hand them over.
She only had one son in this life, never brought up a child, she did not even know how to express the emotion of being a mother to her child.
(End of chapter)