THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 374: The Sovereign God
When it comes to marriage, grandfather is also for the sake of the overall situation, as the head of the family, but also the head of the family, there are naturally not so many children.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wujian's hatred towards the Feng family had completely faded away, and all that was left was a deep attachment and a trace of guilt.
“If not for Sovereign Master being injured, Qixing Sect would not dare to be immoral.” Qing Lao stopped here and said, holding the hand of Jiang Wujian, “Wuhan, I have handed the Zhenzong treasure to you. You can do it yourself in the future, I will return to Qingfengzong first. Shameless criminal, I'm afraid I can't even dream, I can come back alive, hum! "
“Wait, Grandpa Qing, I'll come back with you.” Jiang Wuhen saw that Qing always decided to break the dead net, and grabbed his hand and said.
"No trace, you have this intention, I'm very happy, I believe that your grandfather will be happy when he finds out, but with your strength, don't come back, I believe that your grandfather will be happy, it doesn't matter if you are willing to be called Jiang or Feng, you are all the last Fengjia Descendants, you don't want the Feng family to end this time, "said Qing Lao with relief.
"Grandfather Qing complained to me. Previously, he refused to train properly." Jiang Wuhen smiled bitterly and said with embarrassment. With his qualifications, in fact, if he concentrated on training, his strength would never be worse than Ling Yichen, but now, it was too late to say anything.
"Okay, no need to say more. Everyone has their own ambitions. They shouldn't have asked for it. Grandpa Qing grew up watching you. Do you not understand? Listen to me, it's okay if you don't come back. I think, if you return, the descendants of the Feng family will be completely over, I fear that the overlord will not even have the last hope. "Qing Lao said kindly.
"Grandfather Qing ..." Jiang Wuhen knew that Qing Lao was right, and that he could live was his grandfather's only hope now, but how could he escape alone at this moment?
“Qing Lao, why don't we go to Qingfeng Zong with Wuhen, maybe it can help,” Ling Chuxi said at the moment. Jiang Wuhen was his friend, so he would not ignore him. Also, he protects shorts, very short. How can one be intimidated by others?
"Md. Ling, your benevolent old man has taken the lead, but this time the Seven Star Sect and Mingyue Sect were prepared. They also invited poison masters. I'm worried ..." Qinglao.
He had also thought about it before, and asked Ling Chuxi to save the suzerain, but after thinking over and over again, he still rejected the idea.
"Qing Lao, you really don't have to worry about this. The achievements of our Jin Danzong in pharmacology, I dare say that there are actually not many people in this world who can match that." Ling Chuxi raised her eyebrows, before they all flew over confidently.
"Chu Xi ..." Jiang Wuhen looked at Ling Chuxi who was staring blankly, his heart warm, something seemed to overflow. He knew that Ling Chuxi had always thought of him as a friend, but the decisions made by Ling Chuxi at this moment were not trivial. As soon as Ling Chuxi decided to help the Qingfeng Sect, he was faced with two other powerful enemies of the Zongmen.
"No need to say more. No sign, do you think we might see you dead? We'll have to embroider you to die if you want to die." Ling Chuxi laughed, raised her chin, and pointed to Su Xiuer's side .
Jiang Wuhen turned his head, facing Su Xiuer's close eyes. Jiang Wuhen's heart moved, but he didn't know how to speak.
In addition, Ling Chuxi also had the greatest assassin, namely the Sky Breaking God hidden in the deeds of the beast god. This guy is thought to be almost resting. Don't talk about how strong the combat power is, as long as he plays.Fear can scare some people.
After deliberation, the crowd rushed towards the Qingfeng Sect under the leadership of Qing Lao.
Clear streams blew along the foot of the mountain, among the fiery red maple trees, an ancient sect gate was faintly visible. The words "Qingfeng Zong" were elegant and beautiful, and the ancient charm was relaxed.
At this moment, this ancient sect with a history of thousands of years, no longer the vitality of the past, revealed a gloomy and heavy atmosphere among the gloomy.
Looking at the familiar but unknown scenery, Jiang Wuhen's heart went up and down, he thought that a generation would not return, but he did not expect that it would return in a few years, he did not expect that, and still at this moment.
“You ... you, you are the second master.” A guardian disciple looked at Jiang Wuhen, as if he could not believe his eyes, and looked at him for a while, then said excitedly.
"I'm Feng Wuhen," Jiang Wuhen said with a smile.
Hearing Jiang Wuhen finally openly admitting that he was a descendant of the Feng family, the Qinglao behind him smiled comfortably, and the final unease in his heart also disappeared.
“Second young master, this is really you, really you are back.” The disciple said with great joy, and then he looked at Qinglao, and said again, “You also came back, Qinglao, very good, very good. Go and report to the patriarch of God. "
"No, don't bother the patriarch and the grandmaster to rest, we'll just go in." Said Qing Lao.
"The Sovereign Lord is in the lobby, discussing with your uncles and ancestors," said the disciple.
"Oh? The wound is so serious, what else to talk about, forget you here, let's go." Qing Lao frowned, leading the crowd inside.
At this moment, there was solemnity in the Zongmen hall, an old man with a pale and haggard face was sitting on top of the hall, coughing softly from time to time, this person was the ruler of the Qingfeng Sect, that was Jiang Wuhen's grandfather, Feng Yuanqing.
“Have you set it up?” Feng Yuanqing cleared his throat slowly and asked.
"Steacher Sect Master had arranged everything well, and all the disciples who were willing to leave had prepared them for the entanglement and let them go. However, except for a few outer disciples, most disciples were unwilling to go and vowed to share with the Zongmen. Congratulations, "answered a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper.
“That's good, you also need to clean up and leave as soon as possible,” Feng Yuan nodded and said to the housekeeper. This ma-surnamed servant was also the son of the Qingfeng clan, but he did not have the talent to practice martial arts. Feng Yuanqing saw him as a loyal man, so he gave him a job as a butler. Now the Qingfeng clan was difficult to protect itself. After he was a descendant, During the years of hard work, Feng Yuanqing did not want to leave him for dead.
"Sovereign, my Ma Lichuan, although in mediocre qualification, is not a warrior, but he is not an ungrateful person. If you are not kind to you in these years, I will be able to bear it. There is no place in this holy land. Now, Zongmen is in big trouble. If I go, is it still human? "The old housekeeper looked at Feng Yuanqing and said in a hoarse voice. Although there was some sadness in his eyes, his tone was very determined, and he was very determined.
"Well, if you don't understand this, don't say more. How can our Qingfeng Sect survive for thousands of years, how can we lose our heads to shameless people, even if an entire army is destroyed, he said, I'll let them pay the due price. Feng Yuanqing waved his hand and did not want to talk to him anymore.
For now, only one battle could win the last lifeline.
"Sect Master, Master, actually, I think that young Sect Master is unreasonable. If the old master is not injured, we still have some chances, but now that you are injured, we cannot fight against the Seven Star Sect and Mingyue Sect. For a while, find out the back gauge. "At this moment, an old man in a white shirt said. This man was Feng Yuanqing's second brother, as well as the descendant of the world. He was very famous in Qingfeng Zong.
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“Yes, we also think that the young patriarch said something, it is better to bear it first.” Several other middle-aged disciples exchanged glances and invited their disciples to stand behind the wind and dust.
"It seems you have to negotiate a long time ago? Wu Chen, what's on your mind, just say it." Feng Yuan has lived for so many years, there is no sight in sight, and his mind changed, guess These people were prepared today.
"Grandfather, actually, we also don't want to see the Zong Men foundation destroyed for thousands of years, so we made this comprehensive strategy," Feng Wuchen said.
"really? Then what do you think you're saying? Have we thought about it, once we send Qiongquan to dispatch the Zongmen industry, and their strength plummeted, what should they do if they continue to kill them?" Feng Yuanqing asked slowly.
“If we really reach that point, we will not be able to sell the remaining industry and go far, and then rebuild Zongmen Dongshan to bounce back.” Feng Wuchen finally revealed his true thoughts.
"Ha ha ha ha, no wonder you are reluctant to leave, I think it is really loyal and vow to coexist with Zongmen, how do you know, you are against the idea of Zongmen industry. Back, ha ha, wind and dust, you really have a face to say what Come back, do you think I'll believe your bullshit? Now that Zongmen's life and death are on the line, you're thinking of dividing the industry. You really want to make you successful. Are you going to rebuild Zongmen and come back? Do you really think I'm confused? , I have a family of unfilial grandchildren like you! "Feng Yuanqing smiled in the sky, but the laughter was very quiet and very sad.
I thought that this time the Qingfeng Sect struggled a little, there was still a little life, but now don't talk about the others, even the descendants of Feng Wuchen, the future suzerain heirs don't have half a fight, he said, it seemed that the Qingfeng Sect had thousands of years of foundation industry destined to lose in its own hands.
If there were no traces, if there were no traces, it would certainly not be like this. But, without a trace, dear ... Feng Yuanqing sighed again in his heart.
He could see that even though the other disciples in the hall were not speaking, most of them were subconsciously leaning towards the wind and dust, leaving only less than a hundred people.
"Grandfather, however, those industries will fall into the hands of others sooner or later. It's not as cheap as ours. You don't want to see Fengjia in the future." Feng Wuchen continued. He did not care much anymore, he showed his shameless face and said his plan.
"Patriarch Jindan Ling Chuxi, elder Su pointed, and the doorkeeper had seen patriarch Feng." Ling Chuxi was full of contempt for the wind and dust. He did not look at her directly, and said to Feng Yuanqing Shili.
"It turns out Sect Master Lord. The old man was injured, and he could not meet him far away. He was also waiting for forgiveness." Feng Yuanqing looked at Ling Chuxi hesitantly.
Since the Qingfeng Sect was in crisis and he was severely injured, the ancestors who had previously surrendered to the Qingfeng Sect were far away. How far did they hide, how did Jin Danzong come to the door this time? As far as he knew, hadn't the Danzong Gold been annihilated for thousands of years, what was the origin of this Danzong Gold?
"My grandfather, Lord Ling, they are my friends. This time Jindan Zong rebuilt the Zongmen in three veins, and it came from the predicament of our Qingfeng Sect. He's come to help." Seeing Feng Yuanqing's hesitation, Jiang Wu Qian explained.
"Hahahaha, I said how dare you come back. I turned out to have a helper. I don't know what benefits you promised others. You are willing to help you in this way, but you think that these people can compete with the Seven Star Sect. Don't blame me for not taking the time to commit suicide. "After listening to Jiang Wuhen, Feng Yuanqing had no time to say anything, and Feng Wuchen laughed wildly.
“Tap!” Before the laughter fell, a loud slap fell on his face.
Ling Chuxi had just heard what was happening inside from the outside just now, and had resented the extreme disdain towards Wu Wuchen. Listening to his cynicism was even more uncomfortable than eating a fly, and he couldn't help but slap his face. His face.
Feng Wuchen did not expect Ling Chuxi to dare shoot at the Qingfeng Zongzongmen Hall, completely unprepared, slapping a slap across his face, turning like a trance.
This slap, not to mention Feng Wuchen himself, even Feng Yuanqing and the other disciples were stunned. Just now Jiang Wuhen had said that Ling Chuxi and the others were invited to help, but how did this look like Xiawei? Moreover, Ling Chuxi's strength seemed to be good.
“You, you dare hit me!” Feng Wuchen covered his swollen face quickly, stunned.
"Not big or small, I am the ruler of the Jindan Sect. Talk to your master, what are you talking about?" Ling Chuxi took her handkerchief and rubbed her hands in disdain.
"You, you ..." Feng Wuchen pointed to Ling Chuxi, not waking up from worries.
“Tap!” Another hard slap fell on his face.
"You don't respect you," Ling Chuxi said proudly as she placed the stand on top of the sect head.
“How dare you hit me?” Feng Wuchen was stunned, and also frightened, and he roared furiously before touching his face for a long time.
After she was passed down by Qingfeng Zongcheng, when she was young, she had suffered such humiliation, even her grandfather had never taught her that.
"So how about identity, I am the sect master, and you are still the heir to the Qingfeng sect master. I'm afraid that won't happen in a few days. On strength, I am Tianyuan-middle, but you are only Tianyuan In the early days, do you dare to resist? "Ling Chuxi raised an eyebrow and sneered. The expression on his face read: I just bullied you, why? If you're not sure, you can bite me.
This was simply Chiguo Guo's shame.
But Feng Yuanqing did not say anything. Now that the enemy was in the wind, the wind-free and dust-free approach actually made it too cold. Sect Master Jindan was brought back without a trace, probably actually coming to help, and now it was appropriate to teach wind and dust like this.