Jiang Qizhen said with a smile: "Don't misunderstand the seniors, the juniors want to say goodbye today, and you and my brother don't know when we will see each other again, let alone drink anything." ”

Gongsun Boyi's footsteps were sluggish, he raised his eyebrows slightly and hesitated, Jiang Qizhen's eyes rolled smartly, and he smiled:

"It's not as good as this for the younger generation, the juniors invite you to go to Jiangzhou together, this time, you can enjoy the scenery of the far north, what lion village, Jiulong Holy Mountain, all the expenses are from my Jiang family.

Second, the rest of my Jiang family dare not say that although the fine wine in this collection is not as good as the 8,000-year-old wine cellar of Shaohua Villa, it is also a famous wine town in Shenzhou. ”

"Really?" mentioned the spirit of the wine Gongsun Boyi.

"Really. ”

"Hey, Jiang boy, your sister is much more than you!" Gongsun Boyi agreed, his old face smiling as if he was about to bloom a black flower.

Wei Yuanji saw a few people talking and laughing, when had he received such a cold reception, and said with a calm face:

"I don't know what I'm saying, can you hear it? This was originally a misunderstanding, but now that all misunderstandings have been resolved, the old man should go back. ”

He had a gloomy face, and he didn't say this because he was afraid of Jiangzhou, no matter how powerful Jiangzhou was, Qinglong would not suppress the head snake, as long as he couldn't keep Cangzhou out of the way, others would be helpless against the Wei family.

It's just that now he is alone, but it is the best policy to retreat as advance, and when he gathers people one day, he will let Jiang Chang'an and Jiang Qizhen all have to stay in Cangzhou!

Wei Yuanji's wishful thinking was loud, and as soon as he turned around and was about to leave, Jiang Qizhen said softly:

"Misunderstanding? Heh, it's really a good word! I have heard that the head of the Wei family is extremely shameless, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary!"

"Jiang Qizhen!" Wei Yuan was like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, and all his anger came out at once, and he shouted angrily:

"Don't think that my Wei family is really afraid of you Jiangzhou, in this huge Cangzhou, my Wei family is the king! No one can help it! Don't forget, Jiang Chang'an also fell for my poisonous Gu, that is a poisonous Gu raised from the Nine Desolations, only ......"

"Only the Gu King has a real antidote?" said slowly, the middle-aged man in white with five strands of long hair who came with Jiang Qizhen said slowly, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Who are you? What are you talking about here?!" Wei Yuan said angrily, he couldn't deal with Jiang Qizhen, he had to find someone to vent his evil anger first.

The middle-aged man in white pinched his beard and said with a smile: "I am not talented, Zhang is not talented." ”

Wei Yuanji was shocked in his heart, his face was cloudy, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "The white-clothed medicine is not talented!"

Zhang Bucai shook a silver gourd on his waist and said with a smile: "In the next year, I had a battle with the Gu King, and I happened to know some Gu worm solutions. Although it is not as impermanent as the medical holy flower, it is more than enough to solve the poison of your little Gu worm. ”

Jiang Changan suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, in my heart, you are no worse than that flower impermanence, who doesn't know that your silver gourd has endless magic medicine!"

"That's natural, but the strength of this Gu King is also consistent with mine, and he still has some real skills! These truths only need you and me to know, there is no need to make everyone know!" Zhang Bucai was extremely proud, and there was no half of modesty in his words on his face.

"Then who was better when you fought against the Gu King back then?" Jiang Changan sneered.

"You kid, you have disappeared for so long, although your appearance is about the same, but this sharp mouth has not changed at all!" Zhang Bucai said embarrassedly.

This kid is very bad, once he got drunk and set out the results of the year's competition, only Jiang Changan knew that Zhang Bucai, who was famous as a young man at that time, was held outside the door by the disciples of the King of the Poison King Valley, and he didn't even enter the Poison King Valley that day.

Jiang Qizhen said solemnly: "My brother's safety is not up to the Wei family, now it's time to calculate this general account." ”

"You deserve to die!" Wei Yuanji blocked his chest with a breath of anger, and the whole person rushed towards her like a meteor!

"Old man fisherman, it's up to you!" Zhang Bucai hurriedly hid behind the old man in black, he was famous for saving people, but when it came to killing, he was more than ten million miles away from the old man fisherman.

The long knife is cold and cold, and it is coming in the blink of an eye.

The old man opened his eyes slightly, and the cold stars were revealed, and he didn't do anything complicated, but his lips moved slightly.

When the long knife was still an inch away from the center of his eyebrows, he confided a word, like thunder: "Scatter!"

With this word, it is as if the clouds in the entire sky have turned a gloomy gray, which makes people feel oppressed!

And the clouds gathered in the world of the Demon Dao Mountain, constantly churning, with a light drink, the clouds dispersed, and there were bursts of thunder.

Some of the remaining white bones, before they let out a terrible shout, were directly shattered by this sound!

However, Jiang Chang'an and the others were fine, only Wei Yuanji's flying figure suddenly froze and remained motionless.

The whole space seemed to freeze for a moment, he collapsed to the ground and held his ears in pain, his face twisted in pain, and two streaks of blood flowed from his fingers.

Wei Yuanji's eyes were empty and godless, but he stared at the old man in black standing in the air, and suddenly seemed to see an extremely terrifying scene: "Fisherman, you are the ninth fisherman on the god list!"

Liuhe and eight wilderness, there have been rumors of gods since ancient times.

Legend has it that the names of the ten strongest people in the entire Shenggu Shenzhou are on it, and it is said that those who ascend to the god list are expected to be able to ascend to the immortal, but no one has proved their authenticity.

What's more, this is just a strong man on the surface, a huge Shenzhou, there are countless capable people, and there must be some people who disdain to be on the list, hidden among the grass, trees, mountains and forests.

Therefore, only some shallow-eyed mortal people take it seriously, and in the eyes of some small monks, this is just something for people to have fun after tea and dinner.

After all, none of these people have really fought each other, so how can there be a difference between high and low.

I didn't expect the Jiang family to be able to hold the people on the god list under the door!

Wei Yuanji seemed to be twenty years old again in an instant, and he was sluggish.

The old fisherman stretched out his hand, "Poof"

With a muffled sound, Wei Yuanji's stunned expression was permanently fixed on his face, and there was a fist-sized hole in his chest and heart, and blood gushed out.

Seeing that there is only breath out and no breath in.

The frequent fisherman opened his eyes slightly and was a little cloudy, and he didn't mean to shoot again.

Snort –

Flashes of gold!

Jiang Chang'an's figure had stopped behind Wei Yuanji at some point, and the golden mangs at his fingertips dispersed, and the golden mangs hit his heart directly.

Wei Yuanji looked at Jiang Chang'an, who was close at hand, his eyes were frightened and sluggish, the muffled bang in his chest exploded, and his heart was shattered!

Blood splattered onto his face, forming three glaring red lines.

Jiang Qizhen took two steps forward, but finally couldn't hold back, and asked softly: "Chang'an, you weren't like this before, why do you have to kill him?"

Jiang Changan replied lightly: "Because he is in my way." If I don't kill him, he will kill me. ”

"But ......" Jiang Qizhen frowned slightly, and finally said, "Then you don't need to kill him personally, killing too many sins will hinder the ascension of cultivation." ”

"Huh!"

Jiang Changan didn't turn around, Jiang Qizhen seemed to hear a chuckle overflowing from his lips and teeth.

The smile, with a slight sigh, was slightly desolate.

Jiang Changan said lightly: "Is it still important for people like me who have been here every day as the last day......? As long as you can kill some damned people, some damned people in the imperial court, it's enough!"

Jiang Qizhen's hand was cold in an instant. Only then did she realize that she had already been unable to guess him.

Although she could only see Jiang Changan's side now, she knew that the three blood marks on his face were still red. And the cruelty on his face was even more depicted!

Jiang Qizhen suddenly felt a strong sense of distress, he couldn't imagine what Jiang Changan had experienced after leaving Jiangzhou, but it could be concluded that he must have experienced an experience that ordinary people couldn't resist.

She sighed faintly, and quietly grasped his hand with her bare hand, and the tighter she gripped it.

At this moment, Cao Yong, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up, and like a lightning bolt, he galloped forward, heading straight for Wei Yuanji's corpse!

His body is extremely fast, even if Jiang Changan uses his body method to the extreme, he may not be able to achieve it.

Cao Yong swept over Wei Yuanji, stretched out his hands in an instant, and after a closer look, he had a cinnabar yellow talisman on his hand, and with a light fishing, a green figure was clutched in the palm of his hand!

"Wei Yuanji's soul!"

Jiang Changan exclaimed, the strength of the soul depends on the strength before death, if he is allowed to leave, then he may have endless trouble!

Cao Yong struck a blow and hurriedly fled to the outside of the Demon Dao Mountain Range in the distance, away from the place of right and wrong!

But how could the fishing regulars do what he wanted, the fishing drum on his waist flashed, two feet long and four inches wide, made of bamboo tubes.

The fisherman raised his hand and tapped lightly—