Chapter 224 – Mr. Dongfang in Luck
Chapter 224 – Mr. Dongfang in Luck
Xin Zhuo looked at the Sesame Maltose and was instantly stunned, the pupils of his eyes contracted and his body couldn’t stop trembling.
I don’t know if it is a coincidence, or there is a heavenly will in the underworld, or it is true that itself is attuned to this Jiang Yuqing and has a lot in common.
In his previous life, when he was a child, he loved to eat sesame crispy malt candy, the kind that is cackling and crunchy, but this kind of old-fashioned style of confectionery is rare on the market, and you have to run a long way to go to the sweet store or online shopping and wait for seven or eight days.
His alcoholic father wouldn’t even consider his feelings, and the busy old lady always grabbed a handful out of nowhere after a tiring day.
So much so that, as an adult, he had forgotten the taste of this candy, and his hard-working mother, who was delirious on her deathbed, was still clutching a handful of sesame-crunching malt candies that he hadn’t had time to give him, and looking at him with a deadpan expression.
This memory is engraved in the bones, even through time and space, the memory of the previous life faded, still clearly remember.
He is not a person who is easily moved by emotions, he even just felt that he could use this old lady in front of him to take advantage of each other, but at this time, he couldn’t help but touch the scene, his nose turned sour, and he opened his mouth, his voice had choked.
Who else under the sky would remember that he loved this kind of candy?
“You still remember right?” Ji Jiwei softly said, like coaxing a child like patting his head, “When I was a child, my father and mother knew that you love to eat this kind of sugar, your father is busy with his official duties, but also afraid that you eat bad teeth, my mother is always secretly buy for you.”
“Remember!”
Xin Zhuo gathered his mood, reached out and took it, looked up at her, “I wonder how you are going to deal with my affairs? Go to the Taiping Palace or ……”
He was still mindful of the fact that this own mother was representing the Taiping Palace and had been back for a long time without seeing anyone.
Ji Jiwei softly said, “Naturally you want to go wherever you want to go, wherever you don’t want to go, just stay in the Jiang family, mother protect you.”
Xin Zhuo sighed with relief, not the Peace Palace is not good, how big the platform, the greater the encounter, just he felt it is best not to mix with strange thoughts.
Ji Jiwei added: “The Spirit Destroyer Master Tai fled to the western region, I have sent the experts under my door to go after them, in a few days or can take their lives!
Oriental old ghost earlier mother personally went to the autumn wind academy, has been hit him into serious injuries, fled the imperial palace service immortal hall, but where he dares to come out, mother and you kill him!”
Xin Zhuo greatly shocked, this …… more or less direct violence, than the Jiang family is too much stronger, people feel sour in the heart, and even want to ask a question, the Rapunzel of Shengping caught without?
“Imperial sister!”
“Imperial Aunt!”
“See the Grand Princess!”
Right at this moment, outside, the Eldest Princess of Zheng, Princess of the North Sea, and the others had already come.
The old Taijun ordered her subordinates to bring in tables and futons, and a group of people greeted her and took their seats.
Venerable Jiang Yong was about to leave, hesitated for a moment and asked, “I wonder why the Divine Hidden and Saffron families, why are they so fast?”
Ji Jiwei resumed that lone coldness: “The capital is an important place, the residence of the Son of Heaven, where the Palace of Peace and the Servant Immortal Hall are located, they naturally have a branch arranged here, and that Kunlun Ruins that hid their heads and tails also came to be blocked by the three Imperial City Ancestors in person!”
The eldest princess of Zheng Guo curiously asked: “Shen Dao true qi, it’s not the first time we’ve heard of it, but we’ve never heard of it being able to break into someone else’s home, acting in such a domineering manner and disregarding face, is Yu Qing really so precious?”
“Not really!”
Ji Jiwei glanced at Xin Zhuo, Fang said: “Divine Dao True Qi has the opportunity to break the Earth Immortal Realm, precious it is, but not so precious as to cause those people to not want to have any face either.
The truth is that Yu Qing’s two divine path true qi, which are rare in the world, and fused in one place, are even more unheard of, so perhaps the curiosity is greater than the preciousness.
Especially after seven days of green rain, this martial realm is becoming less and less valuable, the great master realm was how difficult to enter in the first place, in just a few months, the juniors have entered the country.
I’m afraid that the martial arts world is approaching, how the future, it is difficult to predict, more than one talent, the future will be more than a point of security and certainty. So with a slightly strange talent like Yu Qing, they are naturally bound to get it!”
After a pause, he added: “According to the Qin Tian Supervisor’s Grand Heavenly Master’s speculation, within three to five years, the stars will not be there, the heaven and earth will be turbid, and even the Son of Heaven will be at risk of being overthrown.
The world of martial artists, no matter how amazing talent, afraid of a bad, will also be like a pool of foam, a flash.” A trace of gravity rose on everyone’s faces, and Old Taijun asked, “What does the turbidity of heaven and earth refer to?”
Ji Jiwei shook his head slightly : “I don’t know! Perhaps no one on this earth currently knows!”
……
The ten thousand palaces, the lofty and undulating imperial city was heavily guarded, the abyss was like the sea, if the Jiang family was already a top bellwether, this imperial city was far more than ten times more than that.
In the northeastern corner of the Imperial Temple and the altar of the gods of earth and grain, where the meridian sinks and defiles, the northern neighbor of the cold palace courtyard of grievances, and the south of the noon gate of the bloodbath, there is clearly an eighteen-storey gigantic palace.
Near and far the palace eunuchs, eunuchs and guards far detour, that is, the most naughty little princess in the palace, the little princes do not dare to approach the slightest.
At this moment, Mr. Dongfang is sitting on a short stone platform in front of the building, his hair is already messy, with a trace of blood at the corner of the mouth, but his face is expressionless, it seems that the front of the Qin country’s Grand Princess could not help but kill into the Autumn Wind Academy, the person who is bound to kill is not him, or he has long been expected, or he has been indifferent to life and death.
Opposite the eighteenth floor of the palace, there is no sound, not even half a figure.
A little while, a sound of breaking wind came from behind him, a brocade-clothed old man arrived in front of him, glanced at him, and sat down on the side: “Ji Jiwei?”
Mr. Dongfang similarly asked, “Ji Jiwei?”
The two men fell silent.
A little while later, the brocade-clothed old man looked up to the sky and laughed: “What are you doing? Lifting a stone and stoning your own feet.”
Mr. Dongfang was bland: “What does Bai Weng mean by that?”
The old man called “White Weng” said: “In the twelfth year of the Heavenly Mandate, the battle of the Kunxu Demon was fought by you, that kid from the south, the Great Pillar State, well, there must be the participation of the Western Region’s White Crane Qiu and the Demon Qiu, etc. The Heavenly Mandate Emperor gave his approval, do you really think that those two old things of the Jiang Clan don’t know about it?”
Mr. Dongfang calmly responded: “How is this another case of lifting a stone and stoning your own foot?”
White Weng said: “more or less some bully too much, that Jiang’s boy was born by you destroyed meridians, do you think the world does not know that you this old ghost is intentionally do? Who can tolerate this means of extermination? Ji Jiwei can not spare you?”
Mr. Dongfang was silent.
Bai Weng seemed to be energized, his eyes twinkling: “Why didn’t you take the opportunity to kill him in the first place?”
Mr. Dongfang was still silent.
Bai Weng seemed to find it boring and stopped speaking.
Mr. Dongfang suddenly looked at him: “Do you really think it was my idea? Did you know that the Doom Dragon Qi appeared?”
Bai Weng’s face changed.
However, he saw Mr. Dongfang arching his hand and speaking aloud to the palace, “Please see your teacher, disciple as return!”
Bai Weng immediately arched his hand similarly.
Palace is still silent, a little bit of a strong physique, cold face of the youth strides out, along the way piece of frost, issued a “creaking” sound, and soon arrived in front of the two people, the cold wind has already pounced on the face.
The two men stood up and arched their hands: “Zhuang XIII senior brother!”
The young man did not pay attention, just handed over a paper log.
Mr. Dongfang opened it and it was empty.
(End of chapter)