"It's just a big demon, and I don't know where the confidence comes from."

Jiang Zu smiled disdainfully, and then helped the fainted aunt and Chen Changhai to the bed in the bedroom.

He used ten thousand methods to track and attack Snake Taijun, which can be regarded as a wake-up call to Snake Taijun, if Snake Taijun still doesn't know how to deal with the second elder, then he really doesn't mind stewing another pot of snake soup.

Of course, the snake soup is definitely going to be stewed, but not yet.

After disposing of the four major gate valves of Yang, Shen, Han, and Zhao, it was time for him to come to the door in person and deal with Snake Taijun.

A snake demon that was about to turn into a dragon, he really didn't pay attention to it.

The reason why he is now famous and righteous is that he has become a good friend of countless giants.

One of the reasons is that a year ago, in the old mountains and forests of the northeast, one enemy and two real dragons were killed.

Such a record, in the righteous path, has not been produced for a hundred years.

After confirming that the two elders were only fainted because of the demonic qi invasion, Jiang Zu was also relieved.

left a note and told the second elder to drink more snake soup after waking up, the snake soup stewed by the little demon who can cultivate is enough to get rid of the demon energy in the second elder's body.

After leaving his contact information at the end of the note, he turned and left.

The matter of the Chen family's ancestral house does not need to be dealt with for the time being.

Chen Mingtian is not enough to let him call the door in person.

What he wants is the glory of the Chen family in the past, and the glory of the ancestral house again.

And this, it takes time, it needs momentum.

When the glory came to the Chen family again, Chen Mingtian's abacus naturally did not dare to continue to calculate.

After all, Chen Mingtian and his father, as well as the famous third uncle, were all attached to the Chen family, and they were prosperous.

Villains, you really can't expect much courage from them.

Get out of the alley.

In the distance, the Maybach, which was parked on the side of the road, opened the door.

The little seven and eight in the suit walked down.

"Young master, there was a demonic aura in the ancestral mansion just now."

Xiao Qi's fair and feminine face showed doubts.

"Well, it's just a basilis."

Jiang Zu rubbed his chin: "It's already stewed into snake soup." ”

"Ran one?"

Hachi asked.

For the two of them, the demonic energy surging in the ancestral mansion just now could still be easily detected.

"Ran a big one." Jiang Zu did not hide it and got into the car.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Hachi followed and sat in the car, Xiao Qi asked, "Me and Xiao Hachi solved it?" Such a little demon will not end up in person. ”

"Your stewed snake soup is not delicious."

Jiang Zu smiled slightly, and then patted the back of the driver's seat: "Xiaoba, go back to the Genting Mountain Villa." ”

Return to Genting Hill Villas.

Jiang Zu asked Xiao Qi Xiaoba to go back to the house, and he himself walked into the mountains and forests.

Finding the place where he practiced last night again, he sat down cross-legged and started the "Great Prison Demon Suppression Skill".

Dao Dao Heaven and Earth aura surged and poured into Jiang Zu's body.

This mountain forest once again shrouded a layer of black qi barriers.

Under the scorching sun, the aura barrier above the mountain forest was particularly dazzling, and even blocked the sunlight, making the mountain forest become shady.

Of course, the aura of this heaven and earth is not perceptible to ordinary people.

Therefore, Jiang Zu's cultivation in this mountain forest will not attract attention.

For him, strength is the foundation that determines everything.

In the past five years, he has been seizing the time to cultivate all the time.

Only by becoming stronger, the world will be broader, you can get what you want, and you can protect the people you want to protect.

Fame, if it happened five years ago.

At that time, he really had nothing.

Even if you want to help, you can't do anything.

Just like Shen Hao's ridicule, five years ago, he was really just an ant.

But, now he.

It's easy to avenge fame.

didn't let the Four Great Gate Valves be destroyed immediately, not that he couldn't do it, but that he wanted to put all the things that Fame had experienced on the Four Great Gate Valves, making them feel fear, despair, and making them go crazy and collapse.

It's too easy to kill a person.

Only when a person is forced to a desperate situation, when he collapses, and then kills, that is the greatest torture.

It's like what Fame experienced three years ago.

He will return everything that his brother has experienced, as it was!

In this way, the spirit of fame in heaven can be rested.

……

Meanwhile.

A five-star hotel in Rongcheng.

"Master, I still can't find it."

In the presidential suite, the middle-aged man in a suit helplessly said to Zheng Lao, who was sitting behind the desk and holding a purple sand teapot: "I have used all the connections in Rongcheng, but Mr. Jiang is like a mud cow entering the sea, has he already left Rongcheng?" ”

"No one is dead, he won't leave, and it's reasonable to not find him."

Zheng Tianlong, dressed in a Tang costume, holding a purple clay pot, sneered: "Yang, Shen, Han, and Zhao are also favored by the heavens, and the appearance of ants has provoked Mr. Jiang to personally come down to punish them, this glory is impossible for ordinary people to have." ”

In one night, with Zheng Tianlong's skill, it was enough to investigate the four major gates and the Chen family's affairs back then.

After all, he is an outsider, and it is much easier than Jiang Zu to investigate clearly.

After learning about the events of that year, Zheng Tianlong didn't sleep all night, he was very glad that he chose to suspend cooperation with the Yang family last night and break away from the relationship with the Yang family, what a wise decision.

"Glory?!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a while: "With Mr. Jiang's attitude of returning to Rongcheng this time, he is going to not destroy the four major gates, and he will not give up, how can it be glory for them to kill themselves and break their families?" ”

Zheng Tianlong laughed playfully: "Do you know Mr. Jiang's identity?" Even the old man is not qualified to let Mr. Jiang punish him like this, and it is of course an honor for the four major gates of Rongcheng. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Zheng Tianlong dumbfounded, the master's energy, even in the imperial capital, can please stir the wind and rain, but he is not qualified to let Mr. Jiang take action in person?

This "glory", if the four major valves know, I don't know if I will be surprised or not, and whether the thorn will be stimulating?

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man took out an invitation: "Master, this is an invitation to the auction sent by Yang Qingling, do you want to participate?" ”

If it was before, with the relationship between Zheng Tianlong and the Yang family, the middle-aged man would not ask about this at all.

But now, the Yang family is shrouded in "glory", and he feels that he must consult his master's opinion.

Zheng Tianlong glanced at the invitation, put down the purple clay pot, tapped the table with his knuckles, and thought about it.

Half a day.

He smiled and said, "Put it down, this auction, the old man has to go." ”

After a pause, he squinted his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger: "Mr. Jiang will definitely go to such a grand event, and the old man should personally support the scene and watch Mr. Jiang's performance." ”

"Huh?!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "What does the master mean, is he going to smash the Yang family's field?" ”

"Nonsense!"

Zheng Tianlong's eyebrows widened, and the middle-aged man shrunk his neck in fright, and then he said: "The old man wants to help Mr. Jiang smash the Yang family's field, but he is worried that this move will displease Mr. Jiang, and he can only go to be a spectator at this auction." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the purple clay pot again, took a sip of tea, and frowned slightly: "The tea is cold, help the old man make a pot again." ”

Seeing the middle-aged man making tea, Zheng Tianlong was lying on the chair, his right knuckle gently tapping the armrest of the chair: "If Mr. Jiang can use the old man, how good would it be?" Now in the righteous path, it is estimated that many people dream of being able to take the lead for Mr. Jiang, right? ”