Chapter 1073 – Jiang Guiye’s Bullying
Chapter 1073 – Jiang Gui Yi’s Dominance
Xin Zhuo stopped walking, sister?
In this world, there was someone else who could be his sister?
Jiang Wen and Ji Jiwei’s daughter?
To be honest, his senses towards Jiang Wen were extremely poor, this person gave him too average of an impression, average means, average city, and almost no charisma.
Ji Jiwei is bold and courageous, good wrists, spicy temperament, but that is before the mirror, after that, what kind of temperament, have not seen, do not know.
The children of these two people, he also did not have half a good feeling.
Bai Chuan looked at his face and said: ”Come all the way, why be afraid to meet? Brother Xin’s matter in Little Sumeru shocked the eight wastelands for ten thousand miles, and I have heard about it even at the True Martial Altar.”
Xin Zhuo nodded, “Let’s go.”
The two of them continued to move forward, brushing past a huge sword of the Heavens, Xin Zhuo looked at this sword, his heart moved, pretending to casually stretch out his hand, pointing away a drop of water stains.
After walking three steps, the Moonwatcher’s Well surfaced, and a new sacrificial spirit appeared on the surface of the well-
[Special Sacrificial Spirit: Zhen Desolate Giant Sword, containing the remnants of the Ancient Zhen Qi Desolate Forbidden Technique, containing 100,000 Supreme Dao Yuan.
Note: The forbidden art can be seized directly.
Note: The Supreme Dao Yuan is the Qi of Extreme Fury and Knightly Killing, it is impure, and the cultivation level of the well master is too low to quench it, so it is not desirable!
It’s really a spirit sacrifice everywhere.
But only forbidden techniques?
That’s fine!
Just as I thought of this, the destination arrived.
It was an imposing guest palace, with six sword-carrying young men and women guarding in front of the door at the Sage realm, looking cold and scrutinizing.
Bai Chuan smiled, “Brother Xin, please!”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a few breaths, striding into the palace door, and just as he entered the main hall, he was greeted by a dozen imposing people, each at least in the Great Sage Post Realm.
That Zhao Qing Carp and Winning Eight were surprisingly among them, looking expressionless.
Directly across from the book case, sitting on a woman, a bright yellow jacket, snow white inlaid gold silk cloak, Qian Qian hand is ink writing, body exquisite small, Chao Xian hair bun, skin like snow, at this moment raised his head, a slight smile, revealing a pair of dimples, bright white teeth look very pleasing.
But inadvertently revealed the breath, strong and domineering, actually over Zhao Qing carp and win eight and so on, and just casually writing ink, contains a kind of ineffable rhyme road, this rhyme road is the saint king’s realm of the open dao idea, but incomparable pure.
Very strong!
Xin Zhuo had never seen this person before, so he had to arch his hand and salute, “I wonder what is the matter that brought me here?”
Before the woman could speak, behind her, Winning Eight lazily said, “Kneel down and speak!”
Xin Zhuo glanced at him and laughed lightly, “Have you taken the wrong medicine? I came to give a few points to Jiang Wen’s daughter, is it possible that all of the Three Dao Mountains in the Eastern China Ming Domain are raised like you?”
Saying this, he waved his sleeves and leisurely sat on a side seat, “If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly.”
Winning Eight was not amused and raised an eyebrow at the woman at the top, meaning it’s over to you.
The woman looked Xin Zhuo up and down and said in a light tone, “You are only at the cultivation level of a District Great Saint, are you not afraid that we will behead you here?”
Xin Zhuo leaned forward and scanned a group of people and said, “I have heard similar words at least eight hundred times!”
“Heh heh heh ……”
The woman laughed, revealing a long neck, a flash to the front of Xin Zhuo, along the way piece of the vast shadow, raised the hand of the word post, which is clearly “Jiang’s sinful son” four words, bowed and looked straight at the Xin Zhuo: “Interesting, elder sister for the mother, you shouldn’t be so rude to me, no matter what you have the kid’s background, sister! No matter what your background is, sister must capture you today and send you back to Donghua Ming domain.”
As soon as the words fell, a crisp bell sound suddenly came from outside, followed by a hint of blood and a strong floral scent.
The woman in front of her face changed and immediately retreated back ten feet, and almost at the moment she left, a ray of sword light that penetrated the heavens and was like the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth flashed past her nose, cutting off a few strands of her fluttering hair in a raw manner.
“Boom–“
The book case on which the woman had just written the word post was split in two, leaving a deep sword gully on the hard as iron stone surface of the ground.
“This bitch!” The woman touched her nose and couldn’t help but curse angrily.
Zhao Qing Li, Winning Eight, and the others also sank in color, subconsciously taking a few steps back.
“Bang!”
Bai Chuan, who had lured Xin Zhuo here earlier, and the six male and female sage martial artists guarding the gate flew heavily backwards into the grand hall and fell into a heap.
An ice-cold voice came from outside: “Ye Liantian, you little sissy bitch servant girl, you dare to impersonate your aunt, if you dare to hurt a hair on my brother’s head, I’ll sell you into a green house!”
Words fall, Jiang Benchu, pear rhyme and a dozen of ferocious aura of a flash into the hall, the leading woman twenty or so years old model, a water-green Confucian robe, extremely tall, skin race snow, eyebrows as far as the diadem, eyes hazy like cold sand, agar nose, a bit of cherry lips, lip beads, breath dry, valiant posture.
At this moment, both eyebrows such as a sword, eyes containing a fierce gas, hand five-clawed golden dragon sword, vaguely issued a palpitation of the dragon roar, the aura of the overpowering, the Saint King of the Dao idea of the powerful, it seems to overpower all the people in the hall.
If the previous woman is thick, deep, this woman is like a sword, without any vulgarity, can break through everything.
“Greetings, Great Miss Gui Yi!”
Although Zhao Qingli and Winning Eight and the others had extremely high cultivation levels, they inexplicably fell a head short in front of this woman, bowing and saluting.
The woman who had called Ye Liantian before didn’t seem to dare to be too unbridled, playing with her hair and laughing, “A joke, you wouldn’t be unable to take a joke, would you?”
“Who’s joking with you?” Jiang Gui Yi coldly rebuked.
Ye Liantian bristled, pointing at Bai Chuan, who was sweating coldly on the ground, and pretended to be surprised, “You even dared to beat up a True Martial Sect disciple?”
Jiang Gui Yi stomped on Bai Chuan’s head, “How dare you bring my brother here to be humiliated, auntie even dares to beat his mother!”
That Bai Chuan let out a dry laugh, “My True Martial Sect was favored by the venerable ancestor under the Seven Loathsome Great Emperor, and gave you, the Seven Loathsome Great Emperor’s bloodline Jiang Clan’s face, but that was already ten thousand years ago, so you can’t go too far, can you, Miss Gui Yi?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he was sent flying by Jiang Gui Yi’s heavy kick.
That Jiang Guiyi then looked at Xin Zhuo, looked very carefully, from the feet to the hair strands, blinked, the expression on his face was strange, that seemed to be a …… how did this person come to this world?
And like …… a kind of intimacy and concern of bloodline relatives.
Xin Zhuo frowned, this group of people in the three dao mountains play quite perverted, at this moment I do not know how to show, I knew that I did not come to good.
That Jiang Gui Yi laughed softly, “Ah Di, with the sister to go, anything sister will give you to make the decision!”
Xin Zhuo continued to be silent.
Jiang Gui Yi said again, “Are you angry with Jiang Wen? That old bastard, Jiang Wen, has not made much progress and has been a loser all his life, so you don’t need to pay any attention to him!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly felt that this woman was very interesting.
……
A group of people walked out of the palace under the watchful eyes of Ye Liantian, Zhao Qingli and the others.
Xin Zhuo walked side by side with Jiang Guiyi and looked back at Jiang Benchu, only to realize that Jiang Benchu’s face was covered in bruises, a look of grief and anger, and when he saw him looking at him, he coldly glared at him.
Jiang Gui Yi, however, locked onto him at first: “What are you glaring at?”
Jiang Benchu sighed: “In front of big sister, I dare not, my eyes are sore.”
Only then did Jiang Gui Yi continue to survey Xin Zhuo, the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became, reaching out to pinch Xin Zhuo’s cheeks, “A-Di was born so beautifully, call sister.”
Xin Zhuo froze and did not avoid, could not help but frown, said, “Ms. Jiang, let’s talk long and short ……”
“Raw!”
The front has reached another palace.
Jiang Gui Yi pulled him, ignoring anyone, a leap into the palace, and then a leap to the top of the palace, from here you can look up at the sea of fog countless huge chains and those thirteen giant swords, a good view.
“Ah Di, sit down!”
Jiang Gui Yi sat on the glazed tiles with a big grin and stretched her long, slender legs, with two strings of bells tied around her ankles, the sound of the bells from before was from her.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a little while, sitting down on a plate, a bellyful of abdominal drafts, in front of this one’s big grin nature, completely useless.
Jiang Gui Yi familiar hugged his shoulders, laughed: “Jiang’s a group of old fools, artisanal very, Jiang Wen is even more mediocre all his life, you are angry with them, despite the birth, but you can not be angry with my mother.
I have not returned for a hundred years, but I know that my mother must not have a good time this hundred years.
She was Ji’s most outstanding young lady, drunk on martial arts, outstanding talent, but Ji’s weak, and in exchange for the identity of the first emperor of heaven and earth, forced to marry Jiang Wen.
When I was born, my vitality was greatly injured, but with three hundred years, I was still able to enter the human emperor realm of the three paths of the royal pole.
Later, the mirror flower and water moon, Jiang’s old generation are sleeping, no one to suppress, Taixu great-grandfather, Jiang Yuan grandfather returned one after another, she since the decapitation of the emperor realm to enter, ready to seize the fruit of the trial, the result is not known that the fruit of the trial to go where!
Originally, she shouldn’t have given birth to you, but as a result, she and Jiang Wen somehow confusedly gave birth to you, and once again, her vitality was greatly injured.”
After a pause, looked at Xin Zhuo said: “I did not defend her sophistry, also no need to sophistry, that year the mirror flower and water moon broke, mother is the first time to take you away, just the power of the mirror flower and water moon is too horrible, she can not do anything about it, so in the small sect’s headmaster’s throne left the word, to give you a chance to return to the three dao mountain, vomit blood for three days, coma for three years, and then has been great-grandfather taixu imprisoned.
Jiang Wen, that bastard, not only not heartbroken, but also badmouthed her.
In short, you have to know that mothers and children are connected, Jiang may have stereotypes and preach too much, but there is no mother under the sky who doesn’t feel sorry for her child.
What bloodline is impure, it’s all the same in mother’s eyes, you were born to her.
Do you know this time in the East China Ming domain three road mountain families in all domains to spread the net to find you, my mother to send me a letter how to say?
She said, let me find you, protect you, but if you have the slightest accident, she will not recognize me as a daughter in this life.
Ah Di, don’t worry, sister will definitely protect you, even if everyone under the sky is against you, Mother and I will definitely stand in front of you!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly looked at her and smiled, “Finished?”
Jiang Gui Yi was stunned, she saw a hint of indifference in Xin Zhuo, a hint of rawness that could not be communized.
Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and said, “Miss Jiang, you remember clearly, I am not any Jiang Yuqing! Under me, Xin Zhuo, you remember! There is no hatred in my heart! Thanks for relieving me before!”
The figure flashed and instantly disappeared.
Jiang Gui Yi looked at the direction of his departure in a daze, raised his hand, a drop of blood stains appeared on his index finger, Xin Zhuo’s blood, and then cut his own finger, the two clusters of blood melted together, exuding a strange light, and sighed softly, “One mother and one sibling, you have to recognize even if you don’t recognize it, little thing, the temper isn’t small!”
(End of chapter)