Maybe it's because of the relationship between Zheng Ruiqi and Jiang Yisi, I don't want to see Jiangyu anymore, and I don't want to see it, because of Jiangyu's own arrogance, and eat evil consequences.

Let Jiang Yisi be sad afterwards.

And those who are familiar with Zheng Ruiqi know that although this girl is articulate, she treats people meanly. In fact, it is not very bad.

Looking at Jiang Yu leading the old servant, he swaggered on the streets of Qingfeng Town, as if he was in a no-man's land. I don't know why, I was a little disappointed.

The character of Jiangyu, in their opinion, does not know the height of the sky, like a child spoiled by his parents, and he is far from knowing the viciousness of the world.

A strong man of Ning Dan.

In Huaguo, it can be the overlord of one side, and even let the feudal officials meet in person.

But in front of the Heavenly Demon Sect, such an extraterritorial Dao system, it was a little insufficient.

Jiang Yu smiled suddenly, and asked curiously:

"You don't want me to die, so how can you be kind enough to persuade me to leave?"

Huang Dongyan and the others raised their eyes slightly, ignoring them at all.

It seems that the river fish is already a dead person in their eyes.

Zheng Ruiqi's pretty face, covered with frost, snorted coldly:

"Then you can die. ”

The girl in front of her, whether her words and deeds, or her personality and temperament, are very similar to Zheng Xuan back then.

Jiang Yu looked back, said no more, and turned to leave. The children of these former deceased people, Jiang Yu also has tolerance in their hearts.

But it doesn't mean that these people can challenge his patience again and again.

When they cross the bottom line of the river fish, just shoot them to death. Jiangyu does things all his life, obeys his heart, kills casually, and naturally will not be bound by various framework rules.

The ancestor of Zhenhai sighed faintly, and did not say much, how could he not see that Jiang Yu was precisely for the sake of their fathers, so they tolerated these offenses again and again.

"Forget it, remind him, it's already for the sake of Yisi's face. As for life and death, what does it have to do with us, why bother to spoil the mood for him. ”

Huang Dongyan smiled and comforted.

Zheng Ruiqi was full of resentment, like a little girl who had been wronged, and stomped her feet hard.

This man, who didn't know what to say, was too much like an old man of her mother, and was equally arrogant and unreasonable.

"I heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect's divine son is married, and the Nantian Dojo is also in the invitation ranks. The Nantian Dao Lord even personally dispatched to kill this kid after attending the wedding. ”

Huang Dongyan looked in awe and said calmly.

The crowd fell silent.

Jindan strong!

This is a legendary existence, one person can sweep through all countries, resist a million armies alone, and under one blow, a hundred miles will sink evenly.

Above the heads of all beings, high above.

In their eyes, worship is like a god!

"No, I'll have to remind him again. ”

Zheng Ruiqi made up her mind.

……

The big wedding is approaching, and the entire Qingfeng Town, the crowd is like a sea, and there are monks from all over the world.

The streets around are full of reporters, reporting.

"Hello viewers, I'm BBC TV's Chief Reporter Winches and Langch, and I'm reporting live for you. The wedding of the gods is imminent, and the small town on the edge of China is unprecedentedly lively..."

The so-called small town.

In fact, because of the arrival of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it has developed rapidly, with high-rise buildings everywhere, and the lights are like day. The resident population, three years ago, exceeded the 10 million mark.

With the influx of warriors, warlocks, and immortal cultivators, this town has become more and more bustling.

It is many top families in China, and even the ancestors are there in person, planning to bring gifts to congratulate. As for the former Nine Desolations Group, it has long been forgotten by everyone.

The older generation has to admit it.

In the past, the Nine Desolations were already yesterday's clouds, and now the disciples of the Nine Desolations are dead and wounded and scattered overseas. In the decade that followed, it almost disappeared, and nothing was heard from again.

There are also people who faintly feel.

On the day of the wedding, the core disciples of the Nine Desolations Group will definitely appear.

As for who, it is unknown.

Back then, the Nine Desolations Group was shattered, except for those extraterritorial immortals, there were many family forces in all provinces of Huaguo, which were indirectly involved and did many disgraceful things. ”

As the public expects, no one wants to see the resurgence of the Nine Wilderness Group.

There are too many people involved.

Even behind it, you can see the shadows of Yanjing's super families.

If it weren't for the internal and external corresponding, how could the Nine Desolations Group, a behemoth standing on the top of the world, quickly disappear overnight?

But whoever thinks of the means of that one, these people are full of coldness, and their hair is upside down.

……

Aomine Town, a dilapidated attic.

Out of it came a straight shadow, dark complexion, covered with bruises, many scars, even after a few years, still attached to the body, difficult to heal.

The man was dressed in black, carrying a black knife, his eyes were as bright as a blade, and there was no trace of emotion on his face, and he was extremely cold.

"Master Lin, I'll walk with you. ”

There were many people behind him, and they were emotional.

Lin shakes his head:

"Shadows are shadows, and nine desolations are nine desolations, two different things. What does the blood feud of my Jiang Jiuhuang Group have to do with you?"

Shadow.

In the past decade, an assassination organization that has emerged in China has planned no less than a dozen assassinations against wealthy families in various parts of China.

Among them, there are two innate masters, both of whom died in the hands of the shadow master Lin.

……

Aomine Airport.

An international flight from Malay to this place slowly descended, and there were already more than a dozen people waiting.

These people, dressed in uniform, with the word 'wilderness' tattooed on their chests, are former disciples of the Nine Wilderness Group.

The cabin door opens.

A woman dressed in practice clothes, plain and beautiful, eyebrows like Yuandai, and indifferent, like a woman walking out of a picture scroll, stepped off the plane.

"Sister Yun, I'll go with you!"

More than a dozen people, all of whom practice qi cultivation, walking, sitting and lying are sharp, and their spirit is capable, or they are dressed as businessmen, or they are disguised as city guards, or they are masters in the mountains.

When the Nine Desolations were shattered, these escaped disciples made their own way of making a living, changed their faces, and waited for the high-level of the Nine Desolations Core to be summoned.

Yun Lan raised her eyes and nodded slightly:

"Just a few of us went up the mountain, there were fewer people, but it didn't matter. ”

……

The other side.

Hilton Star Hotel, in a luxury suite.

Jiang Shaoqi put his hands behind his back, picked up the panoramic view of the town, and retracted his gaze. Beside him, a girl in her twenties, dressed in a Nine Desolations uniform, with black hair like a waterfall, hanging straight down to her waist.

"Father, the beautiful scenery of this green peak, the snow and frost flying, is really like a fairyland on earth. ”

The girl is usually silent, but only in front of her relatives will rarely say a few words.

A beautiful woman swayed over, stroked the girl's long silky hair, and said with a smile:

"You will return to your eyes, and together with Yisi, worship on the top of Yanshan, with Gu Lao taking care of you, you can have no worries about food and clothing in the next life. ”

The girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, and she nodded tearfully.

I thought that the disciples of the Nine Desolations fought back, and there were tens of millions of dragons and tigers. But in the end, I found that there were less than 20 people.

The congenital master is only Jiang Shaoqi.

Jiang Shaoqi was domineering, his posture was straight, there was no trace of waves on his face, looking at the snow scene outside the window, there was no joy or sorrow in his heart.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!

"Perhaps, as the world said, he has died on the Starry Sky Ancient Road. It's a pity that my Nine Wilderness Group has withered in today's heirs, mostly for daughters, with great ambitions and powerlessness. ”

Jiang Ziyue is a miracle of luxury.

Jiang Shaoqi said calmly:

"If the figure captured by NASA is really him, why hasn't he come out yet? If he was willing to show up, he would have been famous all over the world. Or if something happens and the cultivation is damaged, these are not good to say. ”

The expressions of the crowd were mixed.

Even this girl had thought that even if the former Lord of the Nine Desolations really returned. Will his cultivation still be able to catch up with the world?

"In this situation, I am afraid that he will be in person, and it will be difficult to change the overall situation. ”

The girl shook her head in frustration, her eyes filled with despair.

……

Time passes.

The big wedding is approaching, and the Heavenly Demon Mountain opens the door to welcome guests from all over the world, and many people with monstrous identities and strong backgrounds climb the mountain to enter.

Reporters from various countries reported along the way, announcing everything inside the Heavenly Demon Mountain to the world.

Beyond the world's expectations.

Tianmo Mountain is not as imagined, but lush and lush, with exotic flowers and plants. Everywhere in the attic of the villa, the stream is murmuring, and the rich spirit almost turns into rain and dew.

Take a sip and feel refreshed.

"Wow!"

Many people were shocked by the strange scene in front of them, and even the reporters' cameras moved with them.

And in the crowd.

There are two figures, one old and one young, shuttling among them, ordinary and unremarkable, slowly climbing to the top of the mountain, and sitting in the seat of a huge dojo.

In the middle of the entire Senjo Dojo.

A peerless figure, with a phoenix crown and a xia drape, looks like a fairy, standing in the center of thousands of sights.

Queen of the Nine Desolations.

Han whispers!