Chapter 7 Visitors
"I'm convinced!" Xiao Mo said in a low voice.
He exhaled with a tight breath, his eyes glazed and swirled in his sockets.
For a moment, he fell from a high platform, but he couldn't figure out that it would be Xiao Qingyun who pushed him down.
"Ten days of confinement, slow walking and no delivery."
Xiao Qingyun grinned and glanced at the third elder, Xiao Mu.
At this time, Xiao Mu was like eating Xiang, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
"Regarding the position of the next young master of the Xiao family, do you still have any disputes? The family doesn't have to be polite, if you have any opinions, you can ask! Xiao Zhantian clasped his fists to his chest and said domineeringly.
The ten elders were all brothers of Xiao Zhantian's peers, and Xiao Qingyun was once despised and sarcastic, and several elders were cold-eyed.
Now that Xiao Qingyun has shown his strength, Xiao Zhantian naturally doesn't let them go so easily.
The Third Elder directly turned his head, unwilling to pay attention to Xiao Zhantian, and the Great Elder also smiled awkwardly on the spot, unable to pull his face down.
"Let's make sacrifices and pray for the spirit first, the child's soul is the most important thing!" Seeing the strange atmosphere, the Ninth Elder whispered in Xiao Zhantian's ear.
"Hmph, the elders will prepare the sacrificial ceremony, Yun'er, come here." Xiao Zhantian said in a sullen voice and beckoned to Xiao Qingyun.
"Yun'er, do a good job, give your father a long face!"
"Just do whatever you want."
"But your kid always plays the flute and the piano with the little girl of the Jiang family on weekdays, where did you cultivate your martial arts? If I guessed correctly, your three swords should be extraordinary martial arts. ”
Xiao Zhantian touched his chin and said, "At least it is a Xuan-level martial art, so it is so mysterious." ”
Martial arts monks, the martial arts performed in battle are divided into: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang four orders, descending in order.
The ordinary Black Iron Family does not have a powerful martial art at all, but the most powerful Bronze Family of the Xiao Family has a Yellow Rank Martial Skill, and as for the entire Xuan Rank family, there is only one copy.
And in Xiao Zhantian's eyes, Xiao Qingyun's [Dance of Broken Wings] had reached the level of Xuan-level martial arts.
"I don't know, I got a supernatural power, but it's not a martial soul, but a war soul with its own martial arts!" Xiao Qingyun shrugged.
It would be too shocking to talk about such a thing as a binding system.
"War spirit?"
Xiao Zhantian looked at Xiao Qingyun suspiciously, and quickly evacuated: "The power of heaven and earth is varied, and each family is not the same, it should be the abnormal change brought to you by the difference of heaven and earth." ”
"Yes"
"The head of the Yu family, the Jiang family, and the Wang family are visiting!"
"What?" Xiao Zhantian heard the news and left quickly, and Xiao Qingyun also followed closely behind.
In the main hall, the Wang family, who was dressed in a yellow family uniform, and the Jiang family, who were also in light green robes, came together, and among the many figures of the Jiang family, Xiao Qingyun saw the pretty and familiar figure at a glance.
"Brother Yun!"
"Ryu'er!"
Dressed in a light green dress, her face is delicate and lovely.
Xiao Qingyun picked up the girl with her hand, a thirteen-year-old girl, her hair was over her shoulders, and her eyes were bright and crystalline, as if she could see her pure heart through this window.
"Haha, the father-in-law is coming, and the son-in-law is far away!"
Xiao Zhantian greeted him with a rough smile, it was a middle-aged man with gray sideburns, full of restrained momentum, his hands were attached to his back, and there was a noble aura between his eyebrows,
"Yun'er, haven't you come to see grandpa?" The middle-aged man flicked his long sleeves and said angrily.
"Grandpa!"
Xiao Qingyun put Liu'er down and was walking towards Jiang Qiandao, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, but at that moment he couldn't move, even if he activated Ruiwen's battle spirit, it would be useless.
A strong threat of death enveloped him in an instant, and Xiao Qingyun only felt that his lifeblood was in his hands, and as long as the other party made a move, he would definitely die.
In just one breath, Xiao Qingyun's back was soaked with cold sweat.
It's not a good feeling to be in the hands of others.
"Why are you so scared, grandpa can eat you?"
Seeing that Xiao Qingyun was extremely flustered, Jiang Qiandao looked at him with a smile, and after checking Xiao Qingyun's body, there was still no spiritual power, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
"The body is much stronger, but if you don't cultivate, it won't help." Jiang Qiandao said slowly, he couldn't hear the feelings, he said this to Xiao Zhantian.
"Yes, a fifteen-year-old boy who has not yet cultivated at the slightest is destined to be a mortal in this life, but it's a pity that Liu'er, her talent is no worse than Jiang Ying. It was a pity back then, hey......"
The middle-aged monk led by the Wang family stepped forward with a touch of the ring in his hand.
Beside him, Wang Shiyong was staring at Xiao Qingyun with cold eyes, his gaze was not good.
"Wang Zhao, the Wang family's sneak attack on my son, I still want you to settle the account? You sent it to the door today, do you want Lao Tzu to start a family war? Xiao Zhantian's body moved, and he walked in front of Wang Zhao.
"Shi Yong was confused for a while, but he didn't make a big mistake, and the apologies are all here."
Wang Zhao threw the finger ring to Xiao Zhantian, but was slapped away with a palm.
"Wang Shiyong will definitely die today."
Xiao Qingyun's mother Jiang Ying appeared, and Wang Shiyong hurriedly dodged behind Wang Zhao and looked at Jiang Ying in horror.
"Jiang Ying, don't forget your agreement with my eldest brother!" As soon as Jiang Ying came out, Wang Zhao also took a few steps back.
"I'll say it again, he's going to die."
Jiang Ying's momentum exploded, and a water dragon stood with its head held high behind him.
Xiao Qingyun looked at the blue crystal water dragon phantom in shock, this is the thing that all the living beings in the world cultivate, the martial soul.
"Good, good!"
Wang Zhao's eyes were cold, and he slapped back without looking back, Wang Shiyong died violently on the spot, his breath was extinguished, and the martial soul was taken away by Wang Zhao.
"I want to destroy your Wang family, and your brother can't stop it, whoever dares to hurt my son will definitely pay the price!"
Jiang Ying's domineering voice reached everyone's ears, and the water dragon martial soul was put away, and the suppressed aura dissipated.
"I just don't want the tragedy to happen again!"
Wang Zhao was humiliated in front of everyone, and looked at Jiang Qiandao angrily, if he hadn't reached an agreement with the Jiang family, he would definitely not have touched Jiang Ying's moldy head.
"Yingzi, step back first." Jiang Qiandao stepped forward.
"This time I came to discuss the marriage of Yun'er and Liu'er, as the head of the family, I need to think about the family, you should understand."
Jiang Qiandao sighed lightly, his eyes did not dare to look at Xiao Zhantian.
"But you're still Yun'er's grandfather!" Jiang Ying pushed forward: "Yun'er and Liu'er have such a good relationship, you can't bear to break them up?" ”
"When I married Zhan Tian, you also blocked it in every way, do you want to do it again now?" Jiang Ying asked very indignantly.
"Jiang Ying, pay attention to your identity, you are the daughter of the Jiang family, and the patriarch in front of you is also your father!" Behind him, the clan elders of the two families stood up.
"You should understand that all families are great, if it weren't for your willfulness, the family would have achieved the Silver Family!" The clan elder shouted at Jiang Ying.
Xiao Qingyun stared at the old man, his fists clenched.
Although Jiang Ying is not his real mother, her feelings for him are extremely sincere, this bastard dares to yell at his mother, he is looking for death!
"Stinky boy has murderous intent?" The old man turned his head and stared at Xiao Qingyun with cold eyes.
"Infinite Sword Saint Battle Soul!" Xiao Qingyun turned on the power of the battle spirit, and around him, the sword intent swept out.
"Yun'er!"
Xiao Zhantian stopped Xiao Qingyun and stood in front of him.
"My son restarted the sacrifice and prayer today, since you are here, you will watch the ceremony first, and then it is not too late to discuss." Xiao Zhantian said lightly.
Now Xiao Qingyun's combat power is no weaker than that of a second-order spirit beast, his strength is not lower than that of an enlightened monk, and he has mastered the spirit of a different species, as long as the spirit is successful, the two Jiang Wang families will not have anything to say.
"What? Yun'er wants to feel the spirit again? Jiang Qiandao's eyes suddenly bloomed.
"Feeling the spirit again, even if it is successful, it is not a big deal, at the beginning of the fifteen-year-old feeling spirit, it is still a waste." Wang Zhao said disapprovingly.
"We'll see." Xiao Zhantian pulled Xiao Qingyun towards the inner hall, ignoring Wang Zhao.