"Did you ask me my opinion when I said you were going to punish me?"

Wang Yi's words were faint, without any ups and downs, mixed with a trace of imperceptible ridicule.

But it was these faint words, but they were like a stone falling into the calm water of the lake, and there were layers of waves.

This time, there was no hint from Wang Zhi, and someone immediately jumped out to scold Wang Yi.

"Shaft, you dare to speak like this, and do you have any humility. ”

The sound of reprimand was endless, Wang Yi's expression did not move, only the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of disdainful sneer, not to mention that the current Wang family has lost the only real human monk, even if he has not lost, how can he be checked and balanced by these people who can only bark today? Not to mention convicted, this is completely a joke.

Watching coldly, Wang Yi looked at these people who jumped out one after another, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, and the cold light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

And just when Wang Yi stayed out of the matter, as if no one was fine, Wang He was in a hurry. is afraid that Wang Yi will ruin his future under the anger of the public.

But at this time, Wang Yi saw that the people who should jump out, and finally spoke again, and this opening was a shock.

"Hehe, if you want to condemn me, are you qualified?"

sneered, word by word, and as the last character fell, Wang Yi didn't wait for everyone to come back to their senses from his seemingly arrogant words, and directly burst out with a terrifying momentum.

The momentum was like a tide, and the cold sword qi and the deep murderous aura were intertwined, and they swept fiercely towards everyone who was still stunned.

Boom, they were caught off guard by Wang Yi's momentum, and everyone fell into an ice cave. In particular, the chilling sword qi makes people feel the pain of stabbing the skin and scraping the bones.

The divine power is like a prison, and at this moment, everyone who was shrouded by Wang Yi's momentum finally understood a truth, the young man in front of him was not a sheep at all, but a complete lion.

His face changed greatly, and feeling the terrifying pressure from Wang Yi's body, Wang Zhi's heart panicked.

Because of this kind of pressure like the abyss, he had experienced it, and the last person who brought him this kind of pressure was none other than the real ancestor of the Wang family.

The true yuan in the body is difficult to move, the skin seems to be pricked by needles, Wang Zhi's face is pale and weak, of course, Wang Zhi is not afraid of physical pain, what really makes him feel uncomfortable is the pain in his heart.

You must know that since he was a child, he has been pressed by Wang Yi's father and his younger brother Wang Lun, and when outsiders mention the children of the Wang family, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely Wang Lun instead of him.

Under such circumstances, Wang Zhi's long-term dream was to crush Wang Lun, but now he finally had the opportunity, but Wang Yi's appearance made him find that he was a joke from beginning to end.

Because he found that not to mention Wang Lun, even if it was his son, he couldn't compare, this kind of discovery made Wang Zhi feel like he was bitten by ten thousand insects in the depths of his heart, and he was in pain. It can be said that at this moment, Wang Zhi's heart is broken.

The words were divided into two ends, not to mention the horror in the hearts of Wang Zhi and others, Wang He was looking at Wang Yi with a complicated eye at this moment, on the one hand, he was surprised by Wang Yi's strength today, and on the other hand, he had some indescribable small losses.

Unable to understand his heart, Wang He suddenly realized that he had never seen through his nephew, who was not amazing-looking.

Whew, in the surprised or horrified eyes of everyone, Wang Yi paced forward and slowly retracted his momentum.

"Now who of you is going to condemn me?"

His eyes were like electricity, Wang Yi's eyes swept over, and wherever Wang Yi's eyes passed, everyone bowed their heads, and the people who shouted before also fell into silence, for fear of attracting Wang Yi's attention.

His eyes paused, looking at his titular second uncle, Wang Yi was silent.

Time passed, and he seemed to feel Wang Yi's gaze, and Wang Zhi's empty eyes gradually had a hint of brilliance.

Glancing at Wang Yi, who was as warm as jade and had his own style, Wang Zhi smiled miserably.

"From today onwards, I will no longer pay attention to the big and small things of the Wang family. ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhi turned around, took a slight staggering step, and left the Wang family's meeting hall directly, and in the process, no one opened his mouth to keep him, and no one followed him.

Seeing Wang Zhi's figure gradually moving away, Wang Yi did not hesitate to speak directly:

"From today onwards, the Wang family is under martial law, and all the children of the Wang family are strictly forbidden to go out. ”

Ignoring everyone's reactions, he saluted Wang He, and Wang Yi drifted away.

Zizhuyuan, the residence of Wang Lun, the patriarch of the Wang family, has gradually deserted here since Wang Lun's retreat, except for the small house that occasionally comes to clean, there is no one else, but now here is a wanderer who has not returned to his hometown for a long time.

Pushing open the courtyard door and looking at the purple bamboo that was still green in the garden, Wang Yi's eyes were a little erratic.

Alas, sighing slightly, suppressing the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart, Wang Yi retracted his gaze, and said lightly:

"Ji Bo, are you okay if you haven't seen you for many years?"

Whew, the breeze blew, and there was silence in the bamboo forest, but Wang Yi turned a blind eye to this and just waited quietly.

Not long after, the shadows in the bamboo forest were distorted, and Ji Bo's figure slowly appeared in front of Wang Yi.

Looking at Wang Yi who still looked in front of him, Ji Bo couldn't be amazed in his heart, when he first met Wang Yi in Zhenhai Sect, he could more or less see some of Wang Yi's details, but now in his perception, Wang Yi is a high mountain, and he can't see it.

Suppressing the exclamation in his heart, clasping his hands into fists, and bowing to Wang Yi, Ji Bo said:

"The old slave has seen the Seventh Young Master, and he never thought that he would not see the young master's demeanor for a few years, which really made the old slave amazed. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi was noncommittal to Ji Bo's compliment, but asked directly:

"How is my father doing?"

Hearing this, Ji Bo's expression was slightly sluggish, but he quickly replied respectfully:

"The head of the family has already sought a place to retreat, and the old slave does not know the specific situation. ”

"Really?"

His voice was elongated, and Wang Yi's gaze swept over Ji Bo's figure and looked into the depths of the bamboo forest. Seeing this scene, Ji Bo's face changed slightly, but at this time, Wang Yi suddenly retracted his gaze and turned away directly.

"Ji Bo, Zizhu Courtyard will trouble you to take care of it, and I will be in charge of the Wang family during this time. ”

Wang Yi's words were not very strong, but after listening to Wang Yi's words, there was a strong trust in Ji Bo's heart.

And after Wang Yi's figure disappeared, a figure stepped out from the depths of the purple bamboo forest.

Looking at the direction in which Wang Yi disappeared, the figure couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"It looks like he's really grown up. ”

Hearing this, Ji Bo's body bent slightly, bowed down and replied:

"Yes, the old slave can't see through the Seventh Young Master now. ”

"Hehe, ahem. ”

The sun is shining on the figure, and it is Wang Lun who claims to be in retreat to the outside world to impact Jindan, but at this moment, Wang Lun is pale, looking like he has not recovered from a serious illness.