"Come out!"

"Hurry up and get out!"

The noise outside the gate made Bai Zhi, who was a little tired, frown slightly, and when he got up and looked towards the gate, he found that there were a lot of people gathered at the gate of the Jun family, and the gray-haired old man led by him looked familiar to him.

That's right.

Bai Zhiwei remembered.

The brothers and sisters of the side branch of the Jun family have always felt that the Jun family is also the royal family of the former Feng'an Kingdom, and even if it declines, there will definitely be some rare treasures or exercises, but they were swallowed by the old man Jun.

Now that the old man Jun is dead, they will hit the idea on the orphans and widows of Jun Wuxie.

But that was also in the previous life, because Jun Shaoguang committed suicide, Shui Suxin fell ill and passed away, and Jun Wuxian was the only one left in the Jun family, and those people came to the door to bully people.

As a result, the blackened Jun Wuxian was slaughtered.

Now that Jun Shaoguang is not dead, Shui Suxin is also alive and well, why did these clansmen of the Jun family come in advance?

Bai Zhiwei went to the gate with doubts.

Jun Wuxian's figure was faster than Bai Zhiwei's.

In the face of everyone's difficulties and embarrassments, Jun Wuxian stood at the front of the crowd in black clothes embroidered with gold threads, looking at the ugly faces with cold eyes, "Several uncles and elders come to the Jun Mansion, what advice do you have?" ”

"Advice?"

"Humph!"

"Stinky boy, when will it be your turn to be presumptuous in front of us, a wasted person with no spiritual power."

"We are here to see your mother today, let Shui Suxin come out, we have to have a good theory, do you plan to swallow the inheritance of the Jun family privately!"

Jun Wuxian's uncle Jun Aotian stepped forward and made a gesture to slap Jun Wuxian away.

Unexpectedly, Jun Wuxian's figure was extremely fast, and almost no one saw what his movements were, so he bypassed Jun Aotian's embarrassment like a ghost.

"Okay, you stinky boy!"

"Shame on the face!"

Jun Aotian was annoyed and angry, and the cultivation of the three-star spirit priest burst out, "I originally thought that I was polite to you with the face of the same Jun family, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant!" ”

"That Lao Tzu made it clear today, the old man is dead, you hurry up and hand over your three-room treasure to occupy the Jun family, otherwise, you don't even want to live in this mansion anymore!"

"That's it, that's it!"

The other people of the Jun family also followed the angry fun, and everyone wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Even if there is a blood relationship, it is still correct!

Rub and rub –

In an instant, the fierce momentum was to envelop Jun Wuxian in it.

"Weiwei, be careful to protect yourself."

Jun Wuxian turned sideways and whispered a word to Bai Zhiwei, and the cold figure rushed into the crowd with a cold momentum.

Rub and go!

Four-star spiritualist!

In just a few days, Jun Wuxian has successfully been promoted from a waste material to a cultivator who can compete with the elders of the Jun family!

The true dragon bloodline is really strong, and the promotion speed after breaking through and standing up is not even comparable to Bai Zhiwei, who is hanging.

"Okay, be careful, too."

A warm current crossed Bai Zhiwei's heart, and a strange emotion quietly rose in his heart. Originally, I wanted to come forward and use my identity as the eldest lady of the Bai family to help Jun Wuxie out of the siege, but I didn't expect Jun Wuxie to take the initiative to stand up, and he didn't forget to tell himself to be careful!

Bang bang bang!

Plop plop!

The aura around them vibrate, and Jun Wuxian and the others were hot.

In the panicked crowd, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed the wrists of Bai Zhiwei, who was watching the excitement on the side.

Bai Zhiwei's heart tightened.