Chapter 223 Ji Jiuwei’s domineering

Four figures, carrying the mysterious and strange general trend of heaven and earth, rushed towards Xin Zhuo, and actually planned to take him away by force.

Only then did Wei Siyi and the others in the hall realize it, and their expressions suddenly changed.

The extremely cultivated old Heavenly Master's face was gloomy, and there was a wave of earth movement around him, and he had already jumped into the air.

Xin Zhuo frowned and stared at the four people, speechless for a moment. Could these people hurt him? Glancing out of the corner of his eyes, he found that the old grandmother and Venerable Jiang Yong had indifferent faces, as if they were very confident.

Seeing the four people approaching, Jiang Yong waved his hand gently, and a stream of clear water rushed and drifted. He only heard a "click" sound, and floating platforms automatically rose up from the surrounding walls and the ground. Sitting on the floating platforms were various or wealthy people.

A solemn woman, a middle-aged man with a sharp face, or an old man with a fairy-like air.

There were eighteen people in total. Their eyes were slightly closed at first, but they suddenly opened them. In an instant, a majestic aura like an abyss or an ocean came out, and for a moment it was impossible to tell what state they were in!

The pupils of the four people who were floating in the air shrank, and they fell back at a faster speed. They landed outside the palace door one after another, their faces looking uncertain for a moment.

The old Heavenly Master was also squeezed out of the palace door, leaving Wei Siyi and others subconsciously retreating to a corner, their eyes widened.

Xin Zhuo was also shocked and looked at these eighteen figures in surprise. When did they exist? Are they hiding in my palace?

Then the old lady said in a deep voice: "The Jiang family is not that easy to break into. You should know that the power of the Jiang family cannot be offended!"

Honghua Sect and Shenyin cursed in unison, naturally understanding the old man's preconceptions.

"Children of the Jiang family, you have made your choice. Please come back."

At this moment, the woman had arrived outside the door, waved her big sleeves gently, moved her lotus steps lightly, and entered the main hall. Her eyes were as clear as smoke and clear springs, with her beautiful face, beautiful nose, and rosy lips, but with a bit of fierceness and contempt.

It's like it's innate.

The old Heavenly Master Qin Tianjian has left in a peaceful way.

Old Taijun and Jiang Yong looked at him in surprise.

"Well……"

The four people below seemed to have the same concerns. They were unwilling to catch it or were unable to catch it. They hesitated for a moment, then flashed and ran straight into the distance: "I will give up to Taiping Palace, but this time Liangzi, I'm afraid I can't give up!"

"Mother Shi, why are you so humble? You and I can just show our sincerity. What's the difference between doing this and being a clown?"

Just as the old lady was about to speak, Xin Zhuo looked away from the eighteen puppets and said seriously: "I have always admired martial arts masters and yearned for the best martial arts in the world. Why don't you all compete and learn from each other? The winner will be

Let him go!"

Although I don’t know why these people are so obsessed with this “Shinto Qi” of Lao Shizi as if they were street vendors, there is nothing wrong with making a splash!

With a flick of his fingers, a long green scarf snaked out and turned into a green dragon in the blink of an eye. It raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook all directions.

The voice is majestic, confident and domineering.

Needless to say, Ji Jiuwei was already looking at Xin Zhuo, as if he was considering whether this was the child of his ten-month pregnancy and labor that lasted all day and night.

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, feeling the urge to go back and take another look.

Xin Zhuo was immersed in the magical martial arts of the old man from Tianji Pavilion who turned his green scarf into a dragon. He was startled by this scene. What kind of ghost martial arts could make the sky darken?

For a moment, the shadows of swords falling all over the sky were like the light above the head, making people feel numb all over.

The woman above her head seemed to be disdainful, and she raised her hand gently. The sword shadow in the sky had disappeared, the blue clouds above her head dispersed, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky.

The four people outside looked at each other and smiled. The old man from Tianji Pavilion cupped his hands and said: "After all, there has to be a choice? The prince himself needs to say something!"

After a moment, the woman from the Honghua Sect chuckled: "It seems that the Crown Prince wants to see what I can do. How about I play a little trick for the Crown Prince?"

For a moment, the entire courtyard suddenly became dark, as if it was covered by dark clouds.

Seeing the old man falling, the remaining three people were trying to coax the children and used their own methods. Suddenly, a cold and contemptuous voice came from mid-air:

"The weather is turbulent, every inch is like the heart of a sword! Come on!"

I saw a woman standing in the sky, with a graceful figure and a graceful attitude. Her face could not be seen clearly. She seemed to be very beautiful. She was about 20 years old. She stood in the sky at this moment. There were strange blue clouds rolling thirty feet above her head, as if

Dark clouds over the city.

Before the old grandmother and Jiang Yong could react, they had already reached the door in a blink of an eye and looked up.

The old man of Tianji Pavilion scolded: "Qinglian Sword Jue? When Taiping Palace came, did you plan to kill us?"

"It's really shameless!"

But I saw four people outside looking stunned.

Xin Zhuo was a little distracted. Frankly speaking, he couldn't understand this style of play. If he was replaced, he didn't know how to pick it up. It seemed that he had risen to another level? Just like when he was let go by the head of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Kite.

Even the old lady and Jiang Yong bowed and stepped aside automatically. The old lady pointed at Xin Zhuo and said, "This is your boy Yuqing!"

Not daring to disobey in the slightest, everyone bowed again and retreated.

The expressions of the four people in the courtyard changed slightly, and they jumped into the air at the same time.

The old man of Tianji Pavilion scolded in a low voice. The woman from Honghua Sect was slightly startled, but she saw that the old man had already jumped up: "Your Majesty, look, I, from Tianji Pavilion, have learned to peel off the clouds and dance with the dragon, which I have learned for eight hundred years!"

The old lady walked aside at some point and looked up with a smile: "What do you think, grandson?"

The enchanting woman from the Red Flower Sect outside chuckled and said: "The Jiang family has a thousand years of history and a profound background. It is surprising that there are so many puppets of the venerable. Old lady, please don't be too worried. We have good intentions, but we are just

In order to take Prince Jiang to practice, there will be no hostility!"

Blink and disappear!

Venerable Jiang Yong’s voice cannot be refused.

Wei Siyi and others in the palace were still there, with a hint of restraint on their faces, and they bowed and saluted: "I have met Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!"

"Your Majesty, please look!"

The old lady's face changed slightly: "What are you trying to rip off? This is your mother!"

"Back off!" The woman waved her sleeves again, as if to drive away insects.

And she herself was condescending, exuding unparalleled confidence and domineering. She looked at the four people below as if they were looking at garbage. She waved her fingers gently, and hundreds of sword shadows had already shot out from the rolling blue clouds above her head, enveloping them fiercely.

With extreme momentum, he rushed straight towards the four people below.

Seeing the woman above looking down, Xin Zhuo immediately returned to the door, hurriedly walked back to the desk, and said seriously: "My martial arts level is very high, and I'm pretty good-looking. Don't talk to me, grandma and uncle. I have my own concerns, so I'll knock on it first."

Rip-off."

Xin Zhuo was also frowning and hesitating. The image in front of him was a bit different from the image he imagined. He thought she was a few years older than Princess Zheng, with a rich and kind face, holding hands and chatting about household matters. This... looked very...

Twenty-five or six years older, at what age were you born?

At this time, Ji Jiuwei's tyranny disappeared in an instant, and the sharpness in his eyes faded little by little. He walked over gently, raised his delicate right hand, and touched his face. His eye circles were red, and tears fell down drop by drop.

Xin Zhuo had no choice but to stand still and let her slap her face, but he could feel that this woman's emotional expression at this time was not false at all.

I don't know how much time passed, but before the tears dried on Ji Jiuwei's face, he took out a handful of sesame maltose candy from his long sleeve and handed it over as if coaxing a child.

She has only given birth to one child in her life and has never taken care of a child. She doesn't even know how to express her feelings as a mother towards her child.
Chapter completed!