Seeing Jiang Tiemian appear, everyone was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the dignified high-level martial artist knelt at Jiang Ge's feet in full view of everyone, humble as a man.

"What she doesn't have, I have. ”

"She has people, and so do I. ”

Jiang Rulie was mixed and said, "However, Jiang Cha didn't come back alone, behind her, there are other martial arts powerhouses..."

"At this annual meeting, I will surprise all those who look down on our grandchildren!"

Jiang Ge smiled confidently: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm not the same person I used to be." ”

This kind of thing (qíng), how to think, how incredible!

Three months later, he broke through the nine-star samurai?

Three months ago, I was still a waste that couldn't be cultivated.

Moreover...

Even Jiang Rulie is difficult to detect.

Because of the inheritance of the dragon vein, Jiang Ge's breath is extremely hidden and restrained.

Jiang Rulie sighed helplessly, and then his eyes fell on Jiang Ge (shēn), his pupils shrank suddenly, and the table (qíng) was colorful.

"But... With your cultivation, what to fight with them, not to mention ginger tea... Hmm, when did you break through the Nine-Star Samurai?"

"The more I think about it, the more angry I get. Jiang Ge said, "If we take a step back, they will become even more aggressive and aggressive." ”

"In the whole ring, there are people in the second and third rooms, just waiting for you to throw yourself into the net, Jiang Ruhong has come to drive me away more than once... I can only endure this breath. ”

"Come back, come back. This annual meeting is a big competition, you have a good look, you don't need to fight on stage. ”

Sighing again, Jiang Rulie touched Jiang Ge's head and said:

On each piece of rice paper, there is a capital "forbearance".

Jiang Rulie has been writing and has written dozens of pieces of rice paper.

Jiang Ge stood in front of Jiang Rulie, didn't squeak, just looked at the words written by the old man.

The old man used his trembling hand to lift the pen and wave it, and the ink was written into words.

A sigh.

The old man let out an "um", and when he saw Jiang Ge standing in front of him, a trace of (tiǎn) calf suddenly appeared on his face, but he quickly frowned again.

It's just that now, it's a little overwhelming.

All along, his rickety (shēn) body, in front of Jiang Ge, was straight and unyielding.

The old man in front of him was much more haggard than before.

"Grandpa, I'm back. Jiang Ge asked.

After returning to the Jiang clan, he went straight to the patriarch's courtyard.

Jiang Ge ignored it and ignored it.

More people are like winners, putting on a lofty posture.

"Isn't it, this year's joke is counting on Jiang Ge!"

"It's good to be back! With him, there will always be a lot of fun at the end of this year. ”

"That's for sure, now Jiang Dashao is no more than ever, he is a salted fish (shēn). "Someone pretended to be sneering.

"Yo, Jiang Dashao is back? Is this going to be on stage to fight and shine?"

Those who know and don't know, everyone's eyes fall on Jiang Ge (shēn), all of which are neatly ridiculed, banter, and even tinged with the same (qíng) pity.

Busy

Walking into the Jiang family, it was already full of people.

...

Hearing this, outside the restaurant, the young man in the cloak and snow was a little stunned.

“...”

In addition to Jiang Yuntian, who has been missing for five years and is known as [Jiang Invincible], the Jiang clan has a peerless Tianjiao and has been born!"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt also sighed: "Menacing and domineering."

"Today (rì) is the third day, the Jiang Clan's martial arts meeting, and I'm afraid it is also the deadline for Jiang Rulie. ”

"As soon as Jiang Cha came back, he was so strong and domineering, I'm afraid that the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, Jiang Rulie... Dangerous. ”

"The proud daughter of the sky, the unparalleled sword queen!"

For a while, many people were shocked, and they couldn't even hold chopsticks steadily, and there were many discussions.

Jiang Cha can use a one-star martial artist to cultivate and kill a two-star martial artist, such a talent is simply appalling.

In the martial artist realm, the gap between each star position is almost more than the sum of the previous cultivations.

As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp of gasp everywhere.

As a result, Jiang Cha sacrificed the Frost Sword Soul, a two-star martial artist realm, an elder who had been famous in Tianfang City for a long time, (shēn) was killed on the spot and directly turned into an ice sculpture. ”

"The next day, someone couldn't look at it. One of the four major families of Tianfang City, the Zhu family, an elder (yù) stepped in to punish him. ”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt paused, and then said:

He fought all over the invincible opponents of the young generation in Tianfang City, and how many people were killed and injured. ”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt said again: "On the first day, Jiang Cha himself didn't make a move, just a few small men of the same clan who accompanied him (shēn).

"And guess what?"

Outside the restaurant, two pedestrians stopped in the wind and snow.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

A middle-aged man in a green shirt sighed: "The first thing she did when she returned was to swing in the city and invite the heroes. ”

"It's too late for you to hear from you. Two days ago, the pride of the sky returned to ginger tea, but she did not return to the clan. ”

"I heard that Jiang Clan's ginger tea not only broke through the martial arts, but even had a shocking opportunity, and the martial soul was transformed!

In the restaurant on the side, some people are talking.

A master and a servant, both of them are very low-key walks.

After him (shēn), he is a ginger iron face with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, trying his best to restrain his breath.

Jiang Ge held his sword in both hands (xiōng), haggled (rè) qi, and slowly stepped into Tianfang City.

Rui Xue Feng year.

The four major families of Tianfang City hold a martial arts competition every year to see the cultivation of the juniors (qíng) and test which is stronger and which is weak.

In a world where martial arts are respected, this kind of grand event is naturally inseparable from martial arts.

Every year, in addition to putting up lanterns and drinking and eating (ròu). From a country and a city, to a family, there will be some grand events.

Tianfang City became extremely noisy, and many disciples who had been seeking martial arts outside returned to their families one after another.

The end of the year has come.

...

Three days later.

...

In the crowd, the body of the douding girl (shēn) was shaken.

Jiang Ge let out a "hmm" and said, "Dou Town, you are very talented. ”

"The Inscription Artists Guild..."

Seeing Ino He appear from behind Jiang Ge (shēn), Jing Yuanwai was even more overjoyed, and his eyebrows fluttered.

Hearing Jiang Ge's words, Jing Yuanwai suddenly felt comfortable.

Jiang Ge touched his chin again and said lightly: "Jing family, Jing Yehe." ”

Xi Zhong and Jing Yuanwai glanced at each other, and immediately nodded like pounding garlic.

Exchanging technology for human resources, establishing information channels, and expanding the horizons of live broadcast are his real needs.

Wealth, Jiang Ge is not lacking.

You first beat people up and make an example of them, and at this time, most people can learn to speak well.

This is the physical persuasion method.

As soon as Jiang Tiemian made a move, the quality of things (qíng) changed.

As a matter of fact

Jiang Ge's voice was flat, and everything was under control.

"In exchange, you must provide me with information about the ruins everywhere, especially the new ones. ”

Jiang Ge's voice was flat: "Don't worry about me hiding clumsy, my ability is enough for you to study for a lifetime." ”

"Or, just make an inscription doll for you. ”

Jiang Ge put a pestle in one hand and said lightly: "I will select a successor from each of you two to teach the inscription technique." ”

Xi Zhong and Jing Yuanwai both cheered up, looked at Jiang Ge with anticipation, and said in unison: "How to cooperate?"

Everyone was still immersed in the shock, and Jiang Ge spoke again.

"Admittedly, I have no interest in the so-called Chief Inscriptionist, but we can still work together. ”

Who is this young man?

What kind of hell is this?

At Jiang Ge's feet, there was a high-level martial artist kneeling.

And now...

And in the Desert Iron City, there is only one high-level martial artist.

In the entire Great Qianguo, there are only a dozen high-level martial artists.

High-level martial artists, even among the top ten forces, are all at the level of honorable teachers and first-class combat power.

This is Motiecheng, this is the Great Qianguo, not the sect!

You know,

Jiang Ge pointed at Jiang Tiemian and said lightly: "Grandpa, don't worry, I believe that this year's annual meeting will be a big competition, you will definitely enjoy watching it!"

"If you can't bear everything, you don't need to endure it anymore!"

While speaking, Jiang Ge tore apart the forbearance words written by his grandfather!