So they started playing chess.

The two of them sat very politely in the garden, with a game of Go on the stone table, politely and politely, looking like a gentle and elegant young man.

"Young Master Xie, let's go first."

"Thank you, Brother Ji."

"...Who are you calling for Brother Ji?"

"Wang Qing called you like this, then I should be the same as her."

"Xie Guoqiang, you can stop at this time! I didn't agree!"

So the two started fighting again and were stopped by Feng Yaoqing and Shen Wanqing who were hiding in the grass.

But everyone knows that although Ji Feichen doesn't like Xie Wuyan, he has long recognized such a brother-in-law in his heart. The discomfort in his heart is purely because he is a brother. He is a little reluctant to see that the sister he raised is really abducted by a wild man.

What's more, if Xie Wuyan really wanted to be serious, the banner Ji Feichen gave on the day he returned to the door would be enough to let him wash Xuantian Pavilion bloodily, how could he give face like this?

He became so restrained, not because he was so kind-hearted.

It is purely not to want to hurt someone who is important to Chen Wanqing.

It was precisely because Ji Feichen knew this that he had to admit that he really wanted to hand over the care of Shen Wanxiang to other people.

One day, Xie Wuyan suddenly found Ji Feichen and rarely quarreled, but said lightly: "Go to a place, go?"

“Where to go?”

"Tiandao Palace."

Ji Feichen was silent for a moment: "Don't you tell Wanqing?"

"Yeah." Xie Wuyan said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that you need a favor."

Originally, Ji Feichen thought this would be a fierce battle.

But in fact, it doesn't.

Xie Wuyan, with one sword, went from the gate of the Heavenly Dao Palace to the inner hall, and his steps did not slow down. No matter how hard the people around him tried their best to fight to the death, they did not stop for a moment.

As he fought, the disciples of Tiandao Palace suddenly realized it.

This is no longer an object they can match. Even if they come to thousands of Heavenly Dao Palaces, they will not be able to touch half of his hair.

Ji Feichen knew that Xie Wuyan was powerful.

But he didn't expect that he was so powerful.

He clearly didn't need his own help at all.

It took almost no time for Xie Wuyan to meet the head of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

The white-haired old man sat quietly on the main seat, his back straightened, looking at Xie Wuyan, his beard moved, but he didn't speak.
Chapter completed!