Wen Qingye was silent for a while, and said slowly: "This time I am mainly here to ask for resignation from several deans, and I want to go back."

Yan Shanjun came forward, no matter whether she succeeded or failed, Wen Qingye would naturally owe her favor, which Wen Qingye was unwilling, besides, would Wen Qingye be afraid of their Imperial City Jia family?

"You go back now, I'm afraid it's not good" Wang Tianming hesitated when he heard this, now Wen Qingye goes back, no one is sheltering, maybe the Jia family will go directly to the door.

"It's okay, I want to see how powerful the Jia family's master is" Wen Qingye waved his hand and said with a light smile, "Since that's the case, then I'll take my leave"

Although Wen Qingye's expression was calm, there was a feeling of impatience in his heart at the moment, as if he wanted to go back at once.

After Wen Qingye finished speaking, he got up directly and left.

Yan Shanjun stretched out his hand, his mouth opened, and finally he didn't speak.

.............

As soon as Wen Qingye came out, he rushed in the direction of Fengcheng without the slightest delay.

In the imperial city of Tianwu Kingdom, in the study of Jia Tuchun, the head of the Jia family.

"Master, the eighth prince has arrived, and he is already waiting in the living room"

When Jia Tuchun heard the voice outside the door, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, although he had some doubts in his heart, he quickly replied: "Okay, I know, I'll go right away."

The eighth prince is a famous master of the royal family of Tianwu Kingdom, and he generally does not easily be a guest in other people's mansions, although the Jia family is one of the eight major families, but it is not as good as the royal family, and this eight princes are also the first time to come to this Jia Mansion.

After Jia Tuchun finished speaking, he quickly got up and walked to the living room.

At this time, in the living room, a middle-aged man was sitting there indifferently drinking tea, he was dressed in a purple three-clawed python robe, with a kind of majesty between his eyebrows, and his eyes were clear, it was Ling Xiao, the eighth prince of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, the supreme master of refining the Nine Heavens.

"The Eighth Prince has arrived, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome!" Jia Tuchun walked in and said quickly.

Ling Xiao didn't get up, nodded, and said directly to the point, "I came this time mainly to find you."

Jia Tuchun hurriedly said: "I don't know if the Eighth Prince has anything to say in person, as long as Jia can help, he will definitely help if he can."

"I'm here for Wen Qingye," Ling Xiao put down the teacup and said slowly.

A flash of hatred flashed in Jia Tuchun's eyes, "Wen Qingye?"

Ling Xiao's eyes burned as he looked at Jia Tuchun, "That's right, I saved Wen Qingye, I hope that the contradiction with the Jia family and him can be put down."

Jia Tuchun frowned secretly in his heart, Wen Qingye even had such a background, and he actually asked the Eighth Prince to come to protect him in person.

Looking at the silent Jia Tuchun, Ling Xiao continued: "Although Jia Lu has passed away, you still have a few heirs, and you are a master of refining the Seven Heavens, your body is vigorous, and your body is in the prime of life, I want to have a few more children is no problem."

Ling Xiao's words carried a touch of toughness, with no refusal.

Jia Tuchun was angry in his heart, but his face did not change at all.

Ling Xiao then said lightly, "I'm not unkind, haven't you always been interested in the position of Taifu?"

"Is that true?" asked Jia Tuchun with an emotional expression.

"When will my words be false?" Ling Xiao snorted coldly.

Jia Tuchun gritted his teeth and nodded and said, "Since the Eighth Princes have said so, then if I still care, it will be a little ignorant."

"Okay, since you agreed," Ling Xiao nodded, and then got up directly, "I'll take my leave"

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.

Jia Tuchun looked at Ling Xiao's back, and his heart was full of fanaticism, Taifu, what is the pursuit of his life, what is the life of Taifu's heir? The son is gone, it's okay, he still has seven sons, ten daughters, it's a big deal to regenerate, but Taifu's position is only one!

"Those who become big things are not informal, Lu'er, you can rest in peace" Jia Tuchun slowly calmed down and said with a sigh.

Ling Xiao walked out of the gate of Jiafu and couldn't help but sneer, "Is your son also worthy of a Taifu's position?"

Immediately, Ling Xiao couldn't help but think of Ling Jiao, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, "I don't know what kind of charm this Wen Qingye has?

It didn't take long for a news to suddenly come out of the imperial city, the eighth prince personally visited the Jia family, and the Jia family also gave up asking Wen Qingye for an explanation.

The entire Heavenly Martial Kingdom was shaken, who was the Eighth Prince? The supreme master of the Nine Heavens of God Refining was a figure that the emperor did not dare to slack off today! He was a famous figure in the entire Heavenly Martial Kingdom and admired by everyone, and he actually wanted to keep Wen Qingye for what was this for?

And this news quickly spread back to Fengcheng.

Everyone in Fengcheng was shocked, when did Wen Qingye have such a background?

I don't know when it came out, Ling Xiao's daughter Ling Jiao admired Wen Qingye, and this was also the reason why Ling Xiao made a move.

............

"Say, what's going on?" Zhang Hua sat on the stone chair and shouted angrily at Zhang Xiaoyun.

Zhang Xiaoyun has not seen a spruce for many days, he has been looking for it day and night, he is physically and mentally exhausted, and he doesn't know what to do, but at this moment he heard Zhang Hua's angry reprimand, and his face couldn't help but turn even paler, standing there trembling.

"Bang!"

Zhang Hua angrily threw the teacup in his hand out, "Hmph, you explain to me clearly, what is the matter between Wen Qingye and you? What is the relationship between him and Ling Jiao, the daughter of the Eighth Prince?"

"I.... I" Zhang Xiaoyun didn't know how to answer, his face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled slightly.

"How did I tell ......you in the first place?

"I believe in husband, the rumors outside are all false," Zhang Xiaoyun bit his lip and plucked up great courage to say.

Zhang Hua couldn't help but be furious and said, "You dare to interrupt my words and shut up for me!"

"Bastard, it's you who should shut up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the door.

I saw an old man walking in slowly with his back bent.

"Who are you?" Zhang Hua was shocked, this person could appear in front of him silently, Zhang Hua immediately felt that the old man in front of him was not simple.

"The old man doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, he will solve Jiachun," the old man said proudly.

Jiejiachun!?

Is it him? When Zhang Hua heard this, there was an abrupt feeling in his heart, the Yao family's chief Wupin Dan Master Xie Jiachun, wasn't it rumored that this person was missing? How could he appear here?

"It turned out to be Master Xie, quick, please take a seat" Zhang Hua hurriedly got up and said flatteringly.

Xie Jiachun didn't even look at Zhang Hua, slowly walked in front of Zhang Xiaoyun, and said respectfully: "The old slave greets the master mother!"

"This...."Zhang Xiaoyun heard Xie Jiachun's words, and he didn't react for a while.

Zhang Hua stood there motionless in shock, not even the smile on his face.

Mistress!?

Xie Jiachun called Zhang Xiaoyun the master mother, doesn't that mean that he has become a house slave? A five-grade Dan master is a house slave? Even the royal family does not have such influence, right?

Where did the Wupin Danshi go, it was not about the wind and the rain, why should he be a slave and listen to the calls of others?

But Zhang Hua didn't know at this time that Xie Jiachun was no longer a fifth-rank Dan master, but was already the peak of a six-rank Dan master.

"Master Mother, there is an old slave, whoever dares to insult you today, the old slave will let his blood splash five steps" Although Xie Jiachun bent over, he looked at Zhang Hua with his eyes.

Blood Splattered Five Steps!

Xie Jiachun's voice continued to echo in the courtyard.

Zhang Hua couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and his lips trembled a little.

"No... No need," Zhang Xiaoyun said a little helplessly.

Zhang Hua hurriedly stepped forward and explained: "Master Xie, I am Zhang Xiaoyun's father and ......"

Xie Jiachun suddenly straightened up and said coldly: "If you don't leave again, don't blame me for being polite."

Zhang Hua looked at the killing intent in Xie Jiachun's eyes, and the sweat on his forehead and back flowed.

Zhang Hua hurriedly turned around and said, "Master Xie is angry, I'll leave now, I'll leave."

After Zhang Hua finished speaking, he hurriedly ran towards the door without looking back.

After Xie Jiachun saw Zhang Hua leaving, he turned his head to Zhang Xiaoyun and said respectfully: "Master Mother, if you have any orders, even if you try your best to kill the old slave, the old slave will not give up."

"No, no," Zhang Xiaoyun hurriedly waved his hand.

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