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Chapter 1: Jade Lang Jiang Feng, Lord of the Palace of Flowers

No one who has ears in the world has heard the names of "Yu Lang" Jiang Feng and Yan Nantian; no one who has eyes in the world has wanted to see Jiang Feng's peerless style and Yan Nantian's peerless magical skills.

Just because anyone knows that there is no girl in the world who can resist Jiang Feng's slight smile, and no hero can resist Yan Nantian's slight sword. Anyone believes that Yan Nantian's sword can not only take the head of the commander among millions of troops, but also divide a hair into two, but Jiang Feng's smile is the heartbreak of the girl today.

But at this moment, this beautiful man in the world who was born in the rich family was wearing vulgar clothes and driving a shabby carriage, and not driving on an old road that had been abandoned for a long time.

If anyone sees him at this moment, no one will believe that he is the romantic young man who leans on a horse and spends a lot of money on his way.

Because, at this moment, he is encountering the most terrifying and cruel twelve stars in the world in the past twenty years.

Si Chenke and the Black-faced Jun appeared among the twelve astrological stars, blocking Yulang Jiang Feng.

Of course, these people came for Jiang Feng's bag of pearls that he obtained through his huge wealth.

Although Jiang Feng is also a man in the world, his reputation is more because of his peerless style. In terms of martial arts, he is by no means a match between Si Chenke and the Black-faced King. Therefore, finding him in the twelve stars is simply a sound of his death knell.

But, unfortunately, Jiang Feng obviously should not die today. At least, he should not die at the hands of Si Chenke and the Black-faced Jun.

Because, another person has arrived.

As the sun sets, Si Chenke and the Black-faced Jun are both dead. They are all dead in a beautiful palace outfit that is like clouds, with long skirts and long hair draped over the shoulders, like flowing clouds, her delicate face is sweet, even better than spring flowers. Her flexible eyes are not only filled with indescribable light of wisdom, but also full of childishness in the hands of a young woman in her twenties who is not the childishness she should have at her age.

The horse, at some point, had fallen to the ground and the car overturned.

Jiang Feng and his wife were struggling to enter the carriage. They carried out the baby who was crying in the carriage. Their hands were just touching the baby in the cradle.

But suddenly, one hand pushed the baby away.

It was a soft and boneless jade hand that was as beautiful as spring onion, and the snow-white silk long sleeves. It covered the back of the hand, but it was whiter than the white silk.

Jiang Feng hissed: "Give it to me."

The young woman said tremblingly: "Second Palace Master, please give me the child."

The Lord of Lianxing Palace smiled and said, "Yuenu, okay, I didn't expect you to have given birth to a child for Jiang Feng."

Although she was laughing, her smile was indescribable, sad, and full of resentment.

The young woman Hua Yuenu said, "Parent Master, I know I'm sorry for you, but the child is innocent. Please spare them." The Palace Master Lianxing looked at the pair of babies with ignorance and murmured: "Child, if my lovely child is so good, my eyes suddenly looked at Jiang Feng, with resentment, resentment, and complaints. After a while, he looked at him: "Jiang Feng, why do you do this?"

Jiang Feng said: "It's nothing, just because I love her.

"The Lord of Lianxing Palace said with a voice: "You love her, my sister is not as good as her. You were injured. My sister rescued you and took care of you in every way. She has never been so kind to others in her life, but she is so kind to you. You, you and her girl ran away secretly."

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you want to ask me, I will tell you that your sister is not a human at all, she is a ball of fire. A piece of ice and a sword. She can even be said to be a ghost and a god, but she is definitely not a human. She "looked at his wife and immediately became gentle as water, and then slowly said, "She is a human, a living person. She is not only kind to me, but also understands my heart. She is the only one in the world who loves my heart and my soul, not my face."

The Lord of Lianxing suddenly slapped him in the face and said, "You say it, you'll say it."

Jiang Feng said: "This is what I say in my heart, why can't I say it?"

"Of course he can say this, because he is a coward. In the eyes of a coward, any woman who is stronger than him is not the woman he should like, at least, is not a good woman in his eyes." When Lian Xing, the second lord of Yihua Palace, was furious because of Jiang Feng's words, a cold male voice rang out in the audience.

The sound suddenly sounded, and three men and women who were immersed in emotional disputes immediately woke up.

"Who" Lian Xing roared.

A green shadow flashed, and then a man in the green robe appeared in the field. The man in the green robe was tall and straight, and his whole body exuded a cold temperament. He was wearing a sword that looked like an ordinary person at first glance. At first glance, he looked like a young man in the martial arts world. However, the mask on his face made no one of the three people regard him as a young man in the newborn.

Because he was wearing a blue dragon head mask on his face.

"The twelve stars, the head of the four spirits pays homage to the Lord of Lianxing Palace." The man in green did not even look at Jiang Feng and his wife, and bowed slightly to the Lord of Lianxing Palace beside him, and said politely.

"The dragon flies the river" said Lianxing Palace Master in surprise.

Long Fanjiang, wearing a mask, said: "No, it's Long Fanjiang."

"Do you know who are you talking to?" said the Lord of Lianxing Palace.

Long Fanjiang said: "Of course I know that if it weren't for the appearance of the Lord Lianxing Palace, I wouldn't have appeared."

"You came for my pearl," Jiang Feng shouted.

Long Fengjiang glanced at him disdainfully and said, "What do you think is worthy of letting me take action personally. In my eyes, your sworn brother Yan Nantian can still be considered a character, but you."

Halfway through, Long Fanjiang stopped talking, but everyone understood what he meant. That was that Long Fanjiang didn't see Jiang Feng at all. In his eyes, Jiang Feng had no status at all.

Swish at this moment, a palm force had already hit Long Fanjiang. The Lord of Lianxing Palace had deformed his hands and feet, but she never took action slowly. In her eyes, no matter what Long Fanjiang came today, he undoubtedly heard a lot of things that he shouldn't have heard.

And in this world, there is a kind of death penalty called: You know too much.

At that moment, after killing Si Chenke and the Black Face Lord, Lianxing Palace Master took action again.

Her beautiful figure turned in the air, and she had already pounced towards Long Fengjiang. A delicate jade hand made a move like lightning. The seven flower god styles secretly passed by the Flower Palace had already escaped and attacked Long Fengjiang. In the void, her beautiful figure was as weak as duckweed in the wind, but her move was definitely not as powerless as she showed.

A crisp sound of sword sounded. At the same time as the Lord of Lianxing Palace took action, Long Fanjiang also took action and shouted loudly: "I have come well and I have long wanted to learn about the magical skills of Yihua Palace."

Two figures, one green and one white, fought quickly in the void, and soon they fought for more than a dozen moves.

After more than ten moves, the two figures separated. Then, in the unbelievable eyes of Jiang Feng and his wife, Lord Lianxing took three steps back to the back, while Long Fengjiang, a man in blue, stood calmly. Obviously, Lord Lianxing, who was powerful in the martial arts world, was not Long Fengjiang's opponent.

"It turns out that he is indeed the leader of the four spirits with the highest martial arts among the twelve astrological stars. He is really well-known." The Lord of Lianxing Palace stroked his jade palm and said with a hatred in his mouth.

Under Long Fengjiang's mask, he chuckled and said, "The twelve astrology has no twelve astrology from now on."

As he said that, he looked at the corpses of Si Chenjun and the black face guest under his feet.

The Lord of Lianxing Palace said: "You want to kill me and avenge them" to be continued.

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