Feng Shumo originally looked at Jiang Xiaoyu's painful appearance, and smiled even more heartily, he said: "As long as it is someone who has something to do with Jiang Renbao, he will die...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha!"

If it weren't for Jiang Xiaoyu being Jiang Qishan's target, Feng Shumo would have been eager to kill him now.

Jiang Xiaoyu struggled in Jiang Qishan's hands, but he couldn't break free.

And Qing Yuran on the side had already knelt on the ground, looking extremely painful.

Jiang Renbao, who had stood in place and had not moved, could see Feng Shumo's every move clearly, and at this moment he even had the urge to kill Feng Shumo immediately.

But......

At this time, he saw that Jiang Qishan and Jiang Qiming's eyes looking at Jiang Renbao had changed a lot!

A little more hesitation......

Then the conversation between the two of them drilled into his ears word for word.

......

"Ginger...... Benevolence...... Treasure...... Why does the name sound familiar?" Jiang Qishan and Jiang Qiming seemed to have some impression of the name, racking their brains to recall.

"Ahh I remember a kid named Jiang Renbao!"

After being reminded by his younger brother, the dusty memories in Jiang Qishan's mind were also hooked up.

"After you say this, I also remember! But he is the first person in our generation! Although the grade is very young, when we go back, he seems to be only in his teens, right? But he has already shown an amazing talent, refining qi to the ninth grade, and the body training seems to be threefold, refining the god should be a speculum......" Recalling the child who was regarded as a treasure by the entire Jiang clan at that time, Jiang Qishan not only did not show jealousy, but was full of admiration.

Jiang Renbao on the side heard this, and he also sighed in his heart - there is such a coincidence in the world?

Jiang Renbao couldn't help but think of the ancestor who was sometimes crazy and sometimes sober, and asked secretly, "Are you my ancestor...... Or is it his?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Renbao couldn't help but touch the two objects in his arms, but there was nothing left, and his heart trembled.

Looking back on it carefully, it seems that when I changed clothes during this time, I didn't see the picture and the brand, but I forgot about it.

You won't lose it, will you......

Jiang Renbao said secretly in his heart, and listened to Jiang Qishan again: "At that time, it seemed that my aunt seemed to be pregnant with another child, so it was ......."

Jiang Qishan looked at Jiang Xiaoyu, chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "How old are you!"

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't seem to be able to cry anymore, and said like an eggplant: "Seven years old!"

Really......

The two Jiang Qishan brothers glanced at each other, their eyes full of fear.

Jiang Qishan hurriedly put Jiang Xiaoyu in his hand on the ground gently, his originally indifferent expression suddenly became completely different, he stood on his chest with his fingers, his lips moved slightly, and then pointed to the spirit rope tied behind Jiang Xiaoyu.

Like a spirit snake, the spirit rope loosened itself from Jiang Xiaoyu's wrist and flew into Zhang Qishan's ring in the air.

I saw Jiang Qishan squatting down, silently helping Jiang Xiaoyu tidy up the messy clothes and pat off the dust on them. took out another talisman and pasted it on Jiang Xiaoyu's body, the talisman disappeared instantly, Jiang Xiaoyu's body was like taking a bath, and the stains on his body disappeared completely.

Jiang Xiaoyu only felt a burst of coolness all over his body, and his whole spirit was much better, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at the two brothers vigilantly, not knowing what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourds.

Everyone was confused by Jiang Qishan's behavior, and they didn't know what he meant.

However, Jiang Renbao, who had been standing there and watching, probably guessed eight or nine, he didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in this world, nor did he expect that this kind of coincidence could easily resolve the current situation. I sighed in my heart for a while.

On the other hand, Feng Shumo, it was difficult for him to understand the contrasting actions of the two Jiang Qishan brothers, so he stepped forward and said: "Two senior brothers, he is Jiang Renbao's younger brother, as long as this little cub is controlled, Jiang Renbao will be automatically sent to the door!

"Let go of your mother's stinking fart!" Jiang Qiming stood up suddenly, glared at Feng Shumo, and then pointed to Qing Yuran, who was rolling on the ground, and said, "Solve the Gu on his body first!"

When Feng Shumo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Why!"

Jiang Qiming raised his hand and was about to give Feng Shumo a slap, but was stopped by Jiang Qishan.

I saw Jiang Qishan smile and said to Feng Shumo: "We have another use for keeping him! Don't worry, since we can trap him with the spirit binding rope, we have the means to make him obedient! You Gu worm, I'm afraid he won't live for a while, but he has lost the value of using him!"

Jiang Qishan said that the head was the Tao, so people couldn't find fault with it, so he continued: "I look at your appearance, you should want to take refuge in our Jiang clan......! I can think about it, but at least you have to show your sincerity......"

Feng Shumo nodded hurriedly, ran to Qing Yuran, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to endure the pain, and took out the incense burner and put it on Qing Yuran's mouth.

It didn't take long for the little worm that flew in to fly out again and obediently burrow into the incense burner.

"Two senior brothers, it's okay......" Feng Shumo said to the two of them, with a flattering expression.

However, there was no response......

He slowly raised his head, and happened to see Jiang Qishan's pair of fingers, pointing behind him!

"You ......" If Feng Shumo can't react at this time, then he will be a fool.

Behind him, a turbulent aura slapped on Feng Shumo's body layer after layer like a surging wave.

In this furious wave, Feng Shumo is like a lonely boat, up and down at the lap of the waves.

Feng Shumo forced himself to turn around and look at the source of the waves.

I saw that the trapped Qing Yuran had already stood up, and a long sword fell into his hand out of thin air, only to see him finger on the body of the sword, and a scorching flame followed behind his fingers, spreading from the tail of the sword all the way to the tip of the sword.

"Those who insult the young master!

First is his eyes, then his long hair standing upside down, and finally his entire body, Qing Yuran is like a god of fire descending from the world at this moment, scorching this side of the world.

Except for Feng Shumo, who was suppressed by his spiritual power, he couldn't move, and the other cultivators who had not yet reached the realm of transforming into gods all retreated far away, looking at Qing Yuran in shock.

Even Qingjingzi and Xu Baiyi couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

"Uncle Qing, you must kill this bad guy!" Jiang Xiaoyu waved his small fist in Jiang Qishan's arms, and shouted to Qing Yuran, who was getting farther and farther away.