Jiang's Villa, dozens of miles of surrounding villages are subservient to them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, busy farmers were already working in this large area of mountains, forests and fields.

A seat in white, walking barefoot in the sheep intestine path, chic and comfortable.

"Master Zhuang, the sixth master is back, the sixth master is back!" the warrior guarding the high wall shouted and rang the bell.

Hearing the news, many warriors and mortals ran out, and after such ten days, the news of the life-and-death battle between Jiang Han and Jiechen had already spread all over the land of Jiangbei, which stretched thousands of miles.

This is a big event that shakes the whole world!

Yuan Yu had already passed this news to the Jiangjia Villa, so the people in the Jiang Villa were very worried, although the iron cavalry of the northward march had not attacked the mountain, they had already monitored the entire mountain villa.

No one thought that at this time, Jiang Han would actually come back from Yancheng, shouldn't he prepare for battle with peace of mind?

The mountain gate is wide open.

Jiang Han stepped straight into the martial arts arena, his clothes were already a little tattered, and there were still scars on his face, which was the price paid for fighting the big snake that was almost transformed into a dragon in the water.

Not far away, Jiang Yangshan and many other high-level officials of the Jiang clan have come out.

"Han'er, it's okay!" Jiang Yangshan, the owner of the village, strode over, looked at Jiang Han's outfit, and asked nervously.

"It's okay!" Jiang Han smiled slightly and shook his head.

Looking at his grandfather standing in front of him, Jiang Han found that he was already about the same height as his grandfather.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and touched his grandfather's cheek, there were already many wrinkles on it, over the years, grandpa has become more and more old, especially after his father left, grandpa's body has weakened day by day.

"What's wrong?Han'er, you're fine!" Jiang Yangshan asked anxiously, always feeling that his grandson who came back was a little different from before, especially the scars on his body made him feel frightened.

"It's nothing, the matter between me and Jiechen, grandpa, you know. Jiang Han said softly.

"Well, we got it. Jiang Yangshan nodded: "Twenty days later, you and Jiechen are going to fight in the Demon Mountain, and the Lord of Yuanyu Mansion has already passed the news." ”

At this time, hundreds of martial artists and martial artists in the mountain villa had already gathered, and in the entire martial arts arena, in a short period of time, there were already thousands of people.

"This matter started because of me, if I lose, my Jiang Clan Villa may suffer a big disaster, grandpa, will you blame me then?" Jiang Han said calmly.

He looked around, looked at Jiangyang Mountain, and then looked at the many people next to him, among these people, some of them he knew, were his relatives and friends, and some of them he didn't know, but they were also part of this villa.

"Do you blame me?"

Jiang Han's voice was calm, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Silent silence, silent silence.

For many people in Jiang's Villa, the northbound cottage is a mountain that is difficult to look up to, and the dust is the supreme standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the north of the river, which is a legend in the hearts of countless people, which is close to immortals and gods!

Although Jiang Han's prestige in the village is strong, can he win? No one is sure.

And as long as people with a little bit of insight know that once Jiang Han is defeated, with his dustless character, the entire Jiang Villa will definitely not be spared.

"Who dares to blame?" Jiang Zhanlong roared, scanning around, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Big brother, don't do this!" Jiang Han waved his hand slightly, still calmly looking at the crowd around him.

"Sixth Master, without you, our Jiang Clan Villa would have been wiped out a long time ago. I don't know who suddenly spoke.

"If it weren't for the death battle between the sixth master and the several martial arts sects of the Mu clan, my Jiangjiashan would have been a slave for men and a maid for women by now. Ruan Hai strode out: "Although I don't know why the sixth master wants to fight with the Jeechen, but so what? The sixth master can rest assured to fight, I, Jiangshan Ruan Hai, live and die with the sixth master, and live and die with the Jiang family villa."

"How many families have been destroyed and how many people have been slaughtered by the northbound cottage for decades? My parents were killed by the people of the northbound cottage, and as long as Jiechen dies, this biggest cancer will soon be destroyed. Someone yelled.

"My sister was robbed by the robbers in the northbound cottage!"

"The sixth master became a martial arts master at the age of twelve, and now he may not be able to lose!" someone said loudly: "I will be able to kill the dust." ”

One individual spoke out one after another, whether they were sincere or not, but at this time, it was the greatest support for Jiang Han.

"I'm not sure I'm going to win. Jiang Han shook his head lightly and looked at Jiang Yangshan: "Grandpa, this matter started because of me, maybe I was impulsive and reckless, but I have no regrets, I can only fight as hard as I can, if I am unlucky..."

"It's not necessarily impossible to give it a go. Jiang Yangshan laughed: "My grandson, when did you let us down?"

"My Jiang boy is proud, when have I ever been afraid of challenges and fights?"

Jiang Han looked at the people he knew, the eldest brother Jiang Zhanlong, Ruan Hai, the sixth grandfather Jiang Yangchuan, the eldest uncle Jiang Yan... There was a determined look on their faces, but their hearts were warm, but they didn't say anything more.

"Grandpa, I want to go to the Martyr's Hall. Jiang Han said softly: "Let them all disperse!"

"Hmm!" Jiang Yangshan nodded and led Jiang Han out of the martial arts arena.

It's just that many people in the entire villa still didn't move, just silently looked at the white-clothed figure.

Step by step.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and the Martyrs' Hall appeared in front of Jiang Han.

Standing silently at the door, Jiang Han's heart was full of thoughts, but he couldn't take this step.

I don't know when, Jiang Yangshan has quietly left.

In the middle of the sound, Jiang Han's face returned to indifference, and he strode in.

Built of paulownia wood, bluestone as the bottom, through ten zhang, ten meters wide, high at the top, divided into ten steps.

Looking at the most important place in the Jiang Villa, the urns of the heroic men, Jiang Han stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched one box after another, looking at one name after another, some of which were so familiar.

The dead are gone, and the living can only remember.

Jiang Han's heart. More and more calm.

"Jiang Zheng!"

The two engraved fonts finally entered Jiang Han's eyes.

Jiang Han just stood silently, closed his eyes, and his heart was turbulent, and it was difficult to guess what he was thinking, as if he was recalling something.

After a long time, when he opened his eyes, the corners of Jiang Han's mouth finally showed a smile, and he gently brushed his father's name.

Turning to leave, the door slammed shut.

"Childe!" an ethereal voice rang out.

Jiang Han looked up, under the eaves in the distance, Lin Xi was holding Jiang Yu's little hand, there was a trace of tears in the girl's eyes, there was a trace of fog, and she was wearing green clothes, which looked particularly moving.

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoyu. Jiang Han smiled.

"Brother, you're back. Xiaoyu shouted with a wave of her little hand, broke free of Lin Xi's hand, and ran towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han gently opened his hand, squatted down, and hugged his sister into his arms, and then gently supported his sister with his hand.

The little girl was lying on Jiang Han's shoulder, but her eyes collided with the small plate in Jiang Han's clothes.

Jiang Han walked in front of Lin Xi step by step, and the girl at this time couldn't say a word.

"Let's go, Xiaoxi, let's go home!" Jiang Han chuckled: "Didn't you learn to make pig's head meat last time? ”

Lin Xi was slightly stunned, then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded hurriedly.

A few people left, and the place was once again quiet.