Chapter 767: The Master Who Blocked the Way in the Middle of the Night (Third Update)

Chapter 767: The Master Who Blocked the Way in the Middle of the Night (Asking for Subscriptions, Rewards)

"Don't ask, concentrate on your cooking!"

Luo Wanqing, the girl, put her bag on the wall, and scolded Ji Chang in an unkind tone, "Ya, take off your shoes and walk barefoot towards the bathroom, not even changing your slippers."

Ji Chang couldn't help but shake his head, if this girl's temper could be changed, it would be perfect.

With such a stinky temper, who would want to marry her in the future.

After wiping his hands, Ji Chang went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

After a while, four dishes and one soup were often served to the table. Called Luo Nanke to wash her hands and help her put on the bib for eating, Luo Wanqing also came out of the shower.

With the residual fragrance of bath gel on his body, and his hair was still wet, Ji Chang couldn't help but be concerned: "It's best to dry your hair as soon as possible, otherwise, it's easy to get cold!"

Luo Wanqing, the girl, ignored Ji Chang, holding a bowl of rice, like a program set by a robot, just eating white rice one bite at a time, and even forgetting to eat the dishes on the table.

The whole person's expression was cold, and the willow leaves frowned into the word "Sichuan", it seems that this girl has really encountered something that can't be solved.

"Work matters, let's put them aside for now. When you get home, you should concentrate on accompanying your family, and don't bring the negative emotions at work to your home! It's not good for your children~~"

Ji Chang's tone was much softer, he added a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs to his chopsticks, and reached out and put it in Luo Wanqing's bowl.

Luo Wanqing glanced up at Ji Chang, and then turned her face to look at Luo Nanke, who was staring at her without blinking and staring at her with big watery eyes, Luo Wanqing reluctantly smiled: "Nannan, let's eat, mom is fine!"

Ji Chang is right, no matter how troublesome the company's affairs are, but he can't bring negative emotions to the family, it will affect the growth of the child.

Ji Chang knew that this girl was really in trouble, so he just comforted him lightly: "It will pass!"

As for how it "will pass", Ji Chang is already thinking about this in his heart.

After eating, Ji Chang accompanied Luo Nanke to play for a while before driving back.

On the mountain road, Ji Chang called the nightingale and asked about the situation over there, and learned that there were often strangers coming and going in the cold storage next to the crematorium recently, Ji Chang just told her and Wu Hualiang to only be responsible for monitoring, and not to act rashly.

And arrange for Nightingale to inquire about the trouble encountered by the Huangchuan branch of the Luohe Group as soon as possible.

When Ji Chang hung up the phone, there was already a person standing in the middle of the steep mountain road.

A middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe with a slightly fat figure has a white face and a thick body of qi and blood.

In the car, Ji Chang already felt that this person's strength was not weak, and he stopped the car in advance.

Ji Chang knows that for this kind of master, no matter how fast he drives, he can't fit this deflated calf. And Ji Chang is not the kind of person who is afraid of things, so he pushed the car door and got out of the car.

The two were about ten meters apart, standing opposite each other, looking at each other.

The middle-aged man in a cyan robe showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I thought you would drive over directly and run away in a panic, tsk, it's a bit of guts!"

"There are only dogs that are afraid of people, have you ever heard of people who are afraid of dogs?"

Ji Chang shrugged his shoulders lazily, and casually asked a rhetorical question.

"What's the point of the tongue?"

The middle-aged man was scolded, but he didn't show the slightest sense of anger.

Ji Chang had to pay attention to this matter, but he still looked like he didn't care about it: "Wudang is determined to get along with the master?"

"You kid can actually see that this seat is a Wudang person?"

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned, and looked Ji Chang up and down in surprise, but then shook his head, as if he was talking to himself, or to Ji Chang, "The two teachers and nephews in this seat were damaged in the hands of your kid?"

Obviously, he is not very optimistic about Ji Chang.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, the intensity of qi and blood on Ji Chang's body was only a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and he did not have the level of qi and blood above the grand master at all.

Such a small person, how could the two disciples of Yang Wei and Feng Shaoyu lose in his hands?

Especially Feng Shaoyu, he is more or less an elite disciple of Wudang, and his martial arts cultivation is already close to the level of a transformation realm grandmaster, how could he be folded in the hands of such a small person?

I can't figure it out, the middle-aged man really can't figure it out.

In fact, the people of Wudang also knew that the Feng family in the capital specially sent a housekeeper to inform him of this matter, because they wanted to use Wudang as a gunman.

But even if the people of the Feng family didn't come to Wudang to inform him about this matter, Wudang would not let Ji Chang go.

The dead are small, and Wudang can't be humiliated if he goes to face!

This deflated calf dares to kill the disciples of Wudang, which is humiliating Wudang, a major sect of the ancient martial arts sect.

The bigger the sect, the more important it is to the façade, the disciples are all killed, if Wudang is still a turtle with a shrunken head, I am afraid that it will become a laughing stock of other sects.

So, tonight this calf must die.

"Say, self-defeat, or this seat will give you a ride!"

The middle-aged man was holding one hand behind him, looking proud.

The powerful qi and blood around him were even more unscrupulous, and the strong coercion rushed towards Ji Chang.

But when his coercion escaped, he was surprised to find that Ji Chang was indifferent to his coercion, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and wondered in his heart: Could it be that this calf is hiding its strength?

Subsequently, the middle-aged man rejected this view.

A martial artist, the embodiment of strength is the richness of qi and blood.

It's something that can't be hidden.

Even if this kid in front of him has some special means that can slightly cover up the fluctuations of qi and blood, but so what?

In the mortal world, a kid who has just entered the martial arts realm, can he be higher than his cultivation at the end of the transformation realm?

In the whole of China, you can't find a few young people like this, right?!

"How can you pinch a cow with a strong face?!!

Ji often spoke very roughly, "I also let Lao Tzu cut himself off, cut off your sister! Just like you fat pig, you are also worthy of shouting in front of Lao Tzu?!!"

Well, Ji Chang directly insulted his personality, and the scolding was unpleasant.

Where can the middle-aged man stand it, and his fat cheeks immediately showed a ruthless color: "What a hard-mouthed boy, he is still so arrogant when he dies, tonight I will let you understand the majesty of the head of my Wudang Six Major Sects!"

"It's the head of the six major sects, but blow it hard, it's an old cow in the sky!" Ji Chang stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and scolded again.

The old cow in the sky?

The middle-aged man subconsciously followed Ji Chang's fingers and looked up at the sky.

At this time, Ji Chang moved......

If you don't move, it's amazing!

Ji Chang's body was like electricity, his body was weird, and his body turned into an afterimage, like a ghost in the night, and he crossed a distance of ten meters in an instant and arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

Without hesitation, Ji Chang clenched his fist with his right hand, and a layer of milky white light lingered on the surface of the fist, and it slammed towards the middle-aged man's chest......

(End of chapter)