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Chapter 1336 I asked someone to beat you

On the outskirts of Yan City, it belongs to the ancestral land of the Su family.

In the past, major ancestral places completely blocked communication equipment, including the Su family's ancestral places. However, after Ye Yunshu's incident, communications were released on the Su family.

The major forces that came here were not so comfortable in the Su family.

For the three major forces, namely the Ancestral Return Alliance, the Shenyin Association, and the Holy Heaven Kingdom, the clan's performance is arrogant and domineering. Not to mention the god-making masters in the clan, even those younger generations look down on the three major forces, and some clan young people take the initiative to come to Chessia and covet him.

"Girl, you have rejected me repeatedly, which is a bit too disrespectful to me." A young man from the Yang family chased behind Chessia. This young man from the Yang family, named Yang Jiang, is the best seed among the younger generation of Yang family born this time, and is highly expected.

Yang Jiang is 1.8 meters tall and looks very handsome. He has a prominent background and is extremely confident.

Chessia sat on a rocking chair, her slender legs swaying back and forth without even looking at Yang Jiang. In this world, there is only one young man that Chessia can notice.

When Yang Jiang saw that he was ignored, his face looked very bad.

"Haha." A loud laughter came from the side, "It is said that Young Master Yang Jiang of Hongnong Yang is elegant and has captured the hearts of countless girls. I didn't expect that today I saw Young Master Yang Jiang being defeated, which is interesting."

A young man from Li walked by with a smile. The words of this young man from Li made Yang Jiang look even more ugly and made him feel embarrassed. For Yang Jiang, he believed that there was no woman he couldn't handle in the relationship between men and women. On the first day he saw Chessia, he spoke in the clan that this woman must be his Yang Jiang. But now several days have passed, except for finding Chessia's name, he knew nothing else. Even when he talked to Chessia, Chessia never paid attention to him.

Everything that has happened in the past few days makes Yang Jiang feel particularly embarrassed.

"Girl, you're a little bit too bad about me Yang Jiang?" Yang Jiang said angrily, "Don't you give me Yang Jiang's face, nor do you give me Yang's face?"

"Idiot." Chessia couldn't help but speak. This was the first thing she said to Yang Jiang. "After someone gently instigated, I said this, are all such idiots in the clan? If this is the case, then your clan will be really unbearable."

"What did you say?" Yang Jiang frowned.

Chessia jumped off the rocking chair, "I don't have good brains and ears, so I'm basically useless. Get out of here. Just like you, you're not even one ten thousand of his. No, you don't deserve to compete with him at all."

Chessia shook her head and walked away.

"Stop it!" Yang Jiang shouted violently.

Chessia ignored him at all.

"I asked you to stop, didn't you hear me!" Yang Jiang shouted again.

Chessia still ignored it.

The violent shouts from Yang Jiang attracted many people's attention and they all looked at this.

Yang Jiang's eyes subconsciously swept across the faces of the people around him. When he saw a few sneering expressions, Yang Jiang suddenly burst out, "Give him shameless!"

Yang Jiang's control of his energy in his hand then suddenly rose up and punched Chessia behind him.

"Trump." Chessia felt the attack behind her, but she didn't even bother to turn her head back. In her hands, a colorful ray of air condensed. Chessia showed a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and she was about to wave her hand.

"Is the junior of the clan so unreasonable?" A figure appeared behind Chessia and stopped Yang Jiang.

Chessia dissipated the aura in her hand, turned her head, and saw Chai Jiuming standing between her and Yang Jiang.

As a veteran master of god-wives, Chai Jiuming's strength can naturally crush Yang Jiang. Yang Jiang took a violent attack and was easily blocked by Chai Jiuming.

Chai Jiuming resolved Yang Jiang's attack and said, "This time all parties gathered here, not to fight for the sake of ruthlessness. I think you are a junior, and I won't care about you."

Many people around were watching.

Yang Jiang failed to pursue his daughter, and now he was scolded again, which made him feel very uneasy.

"You are a matter of the Shenyin Association and want to interfere between our clan and the Ancestral Rebirth Alliance? Go back and ask your president, is it appropriate for you to do this?"

After saying these harsh words, Yang Jiang felt a little more comfortable.

"It's nothing big or small." Chai Jiuming waved his hand, and an invisible aura flew out Yang Jiang's fan on the spot.

Chai Jiuming didn't mean to meddle in other people's business. If they let the clans continue to be so arrogant and domineering, they would one day want to step on everyone's heads.

Yang Jiang was overturned by this anger and fell to the ground, which once again ruined his face.

Just when Yang Jiang was about to speak, the elders of the clan came out, and this was a powerful god-wives master who belonged to the Yang family.

"Biden Chae, you are such a big man, and it is probably a bit unruly to take action against a junior."

"Rules?" Chai Jiuming said, "That's someone who must abide by the rules first. I remember that the Yanxia Nine Bureau once made clear orders that when the sun rises, the Qi Refiners must not take action. You seem to have violated the rules of the Nine Bureau."

"Nine Bureaus?" Yang's master of the God-wives Realm sneered, "Nine Bureaus, should I also make rules for my clan?"

The face and tone of this Yang master were full of disdain for the Ninth Games.

"Damn it, what do you mean?" A very dissatisfied voice sounded from behind the Yang master, and Zhao Ji, wearing a suit and tie, put a Rolls-Royce key on his right index finger. He turned the key while strode, "Is our Ninth Bureau worthy of setting rules for your clan?"

"The master is here." Chai Jiuming smiled.

Zhao Ji stopped and pointed at the master Yang, "You tell me what you said clearly today, otherwise I will ask someone to hit you!"

"I'll ask someone to hit me?" The strong man from Yang was amused by Zhao Ji's social atmosphere. "When will you dare to say such words?"

"Okay, you don't believe it, right? OK, I'll ask someone to kick you now!" Zhao Ji angrily, then yelled at the entrance of the Su family's courtyard, "Young guys, come on me! Get him!"

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, an invisible pressure swept across the entire Su family's ancestral land. Anyone who was inside the Su family's house felt this pressure. The most intuitive feeling was that they found that their breathing was a little difficult!
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