"Father-in-law..."

Yang Fu followed, her eyes full of sorrow.

She didn't know what to do, so she followed Xia Ji like a lost soul and walked to the gate of Wanjian Villa together.

Under the gate, there are already many people, and a sharp confrontation has formed on both sides.

Yu Long, Xie Qiongfeng, Nian Ying, Zhao Yange and others stood together.

Others are on the other side.

Of course, the existence of a pull bias frame is naturally indispensable.

When Yang Fu saw this scene, she didn't run forward, but ran towards a small pavilion far away from everyone, where an elegant man was leisurely drinking tea.

"Dad, I beg you. ”

The elegant man smiled and said, "What do you want from me?"

Before you got married, those people were so arrogant and domineering, and they didn't take my friends in the villa seriously.

This is their fault, and they should bear it themselves. ”

"Daddy!!"

Yang Fu knelt down directly.

There was a lot of noise around them, and the heads of the people who made them hurt in the head.

Suddenly, a black-faced man walked out of the crowd, looked at several people opposite, and said with a righteous face:

"I am the city captain of Linfeng City, and I am also in charge of the cases in this area.

Ma Gongzi Zheng Gongzi is usually hospitable, and he is a famous son, this time he brought a heavy gift to attend the wedding banquet, and he will definitely not disappear for no reason. ”

As if he was prepared, as soon as he finished speaking, four big men with knives grabbed the shackles of the air and iron, walked out from both sides, passed the groom, and headed towards the other three.

"Accept the investigation", "release people without problems" are all, as soon as you enter the palace, it is as deep as the sea, whether it is life or death, right and wrong, where can you still be tolerated.

In this era of war and chaos, human life is like grass, isn't it also common to kill people and punish people?

It's just to kill you, and it can also put on an infamy for you, and then implicate your family, and then there are many people who don't know the truth and applaud, which is really a normal operation.

This black-faced man is a skilled thief.

Then, he smiled even more.

For he saw the bridegroom kneeling.

The black-faced man was proud in his heart, but he still maintained his original righteousness on his face: "What does the groom mean?

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yu Long.

The handsome and humble man with a bit of the taste of a good boy in the world looked at Xia Ji with a straight face, and across the crowd, he bowed deeply three times.

Around, it was as if there was no one else.

There was no more sound.

Xia Ji looked at this disciple, and he understood why the disciple was worshipping.

So, he asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Although there was laughter and noise all around.

But Yu Long couldn't hear any voices from outsiders, and he said in a deep voice: "Think about it." ”

Xia Ji looked at him gently: "This burden is heavier than you think, and you may not be able to die well." ”

Yu Long didn't say more, he prostrated with both hands, kowtowed heavily, and then knelt down in the most dignified posture, and then raised his voice: "I am willing to inherit the name of the teacher, and I am also willing to bear the cause and effect of the teacher. ”

Xia Ji looked at him quietly and said softly, "You don't understand..."

Yu Long continued to raise his voice as if no one was around: "It's nothing more than a soul scattered, and the disciple has no complaints or regrets. ”

Xia Ji shook his head.

The next moment, Xie Qiongfeng, Nian Ying, Zhao Yange, and even the wind and snow on his side all knelt down and said in unison: "It's nothing more than a soul scattered, and the disciple has no regrets." ”

At this moment, all people and things in heaven and earth disappeared.

Only the kneeling disciples remained, and the standing teachers.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and said lightly: "Okay." ”

The laughter of the crowd was even louder, because in their opinion, they thought it was a small sect out of nowhere...

Xia Ji opened his eyes and glanced at his disciples: "Go ahead, don't be afraid to stab the sky, I'm here." ”

"Yes. ”

Several disciples replied in unison.

Xia Ji heard a burning smell.

He didn't look at everyone anymore, walked behind him, and helped Yang Fu, who was kneeling on the ground.

Yang Fu wanted to kneel, but the force that lifted her up didn't seem to allow her to refuse.

Xia Ji pulled her and said, "Xiaofu, let's go inside and wait." ”

In the pavilion, the owner of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Villa put down the teacup and snorted lightly: "Does Your Excellency not take me seriously?"

There was a sinister aura in his voice.

Xia Ji had no sorrow or joy, and said lightly: "What are you?"

When he finished saying the word "West", he let go of his strength a little,

A gust of wind came out of his mouth,

Driving the air flow between heaven and earth, the rushing surge is like the unstoppable river rolling eastward, and it is also like the thousand-mile tsunami that rises with Jiao in the middle of summer.

With a faint spit, the sky and the earth are lightless, the sun and the moon are discolored,

And the trees, houses, mud, rocks, streams, and water were all forcibly expelled by this brutal force, and they fled frantically far away in terror.

Rumble!!

Thundered!!!

The pavilion fell.

Trees uprooted.

Boulders flew helplessly in the air like confetti.

The houses in the distance looked like building blocks that had been accidentally trampled on by a naughty giant.

The mountain stream was interrupted and separated up and down.

One word.

A breath of wind.

Blow away all the dust in front of you, all right and wrong.

The owner of Wanjian Mountain Villa, who was drinking tea elegantly a moment ago, has long since been blown away.

"He's fine," Xia Ji patted the bride on the back, "Let's go and wait in the back." ”

Yang Fu's mind went blank, and she couldn't help but look sideways at the back.

The four people, including Fujun, had already drawn their knives against nearly a thousand opponents on the scene.

His husband finally took off his humble and polite side, showed a strong side, and killed those who were disrespectful and bullied before.

The other two maidens, one of them was extremely fast, like a swallow skimming water, dancing dexterously and swiftly among the crowd, killing people like mowing grass, but that's it.

The other little man was clutching the knife, looking at the one who was going to escape, and whoever escaped she would go up and make up for it.

Yang Fu was sorry to find that her husband was crushed.

And the heroic man, the knife is wide open and closed, the knife is as calm as a mountain, everywhere he goes, no one can match it, he is not thirsty for killing, but he will also be angry.

Who wouldn't be angry at that scene just now?

Now, the man's anger poured out, no matter what nobleman, what city captain, what son and brother, they were all killed.

And from his momentum and attitude, Yang Fu felt a smell of the slaughter scene.

These people are monsters,

are all eye-opening characters for Yang Fu.

If...

There was no other man standing next to them.

The brother of a husband who seems to be introverted and shy, and doesn't dare to look at people.

The husband's brother didn't even draw his sword, but just grabbed a piece of grass.

A piece of grass in the palm of his hand has turned into a murder knife.

The grass dances like the wind.

For every movement, one person dies.

He staggered so that the blood would not get on his body and his eyes would not be stained.

When he didn't make a move, he was like a shy big boy,

But when he made a move, he suddenly realized that it was a monster wearing human skin, hiding in the world, and having a habit of cleanliness.

No, maybe not a monster.

He is too invincible, his shot is too light, and he still has an unwilling look on his face, such a person... Yang Fumo said that he had seen it, but he had never even heard of it.

"You dare to kill the ...... of the court"

Someone shouted, but before the words could be spoken, they stopped abruptly, not because he was silent, but because the dead man could no longer speak.

"Do you know who I am?"

There was no answer, and no follow-up questioning, for the one who spoke was dead.

"Crazy, really crazy, you must be from the Demon Gate..."

The man who was accustomed to frantically buttoning people also failed to complete his speech, because he also died.

"This must be magical..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dead.

"Don't be afraid, there are only four of them, I have just analyzed their tricks, it can't be just chopping, stabbing, teasing, swinging these few actions..."

Before the words were finished, it was death again.

There is too much dust hidden in the dirt of the world.

When Xia Ji walked out of the imperial capital, he had already understood this.

No matter what you do, you will find that what you do is not even able to match the few gossip.

Rumors can be taken out of context, disparaging everything you do worthless, and it will also make you tired forever.

Why do clouds not cover your eyes?

Only one ride away from the mud and dust.

Xia Ji pulled the bride away from such a bloody occasion.

He sat back down in the side hall.

Yang Fu lowered her head uneasily.

She already understood a little that this was probably not her husband's father, but her husband's teacher.

In the distance, the fighting was still fierce.

Xia Ji suddenly threw out a token, which was the identity nameplate of the Su family, "Take it out and show them, no matter how slow you are, the people in your villa will die." ”

Yang Fu hurriedly took it, she didn't recognize the token, but she still hurriedly ran out.

Outside the door, Yang Jing of Ten Thousand Swords Villa was preparing the sword formation.

Although those four people were terrifying, he was not invincible in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa.

With a long whistle, three thousand disciples who were cultivating in the back mountain suddenly flew over.

Yang Fu waved the token in his hand and shouted, "Third Uncle!!"

Yang Jing's face was pale, his face was shocked, fearful, and angry, and when he saw Yang Fu at this time, he said angrily: "You are looking for a good Langjun!"

Yang Fu didn't say much, and directly handed over the token.

Yang Jing subconsciously took the token,

The token is engraved with a five-colored dragon, the edge of the dragon swimming,

In the center are two strange dragons that connect end to end.

The dragon is wrapped around twice, and a word is carved in ancient style in the middle.

Maybe outsiders don't recognize this word, but Wanjian Villa is not a small force, and this Yang Jing is the third owner of the villa, so he naturally recognizes this as the word "Su".

His body couldn't help but tremble, "Who's?"

Yang Fu said: "It's me... Father-in-law's. ”

Yang Jing's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth opened wide, he recognized this token, and also knew the identity of the person who came.

He suddenly threw the token back to Yang Fu, and waved his hand: "Follow me!"

Yang Jing obviously had a lot of prestige in Wanjian Villa, and as soon as he gave the order, many elite cadres, personal disciples, and elite disciples of the villa immediately followed him.

Yang Fu said: "Third uncle, don't!!"

She had a lot of complexities in her heart.

Although the third uncle did not do it right, after all, they are also their relatives.

Whether it was the third uncle who hurt the people on her husband's side, or whether the husband hurt her own family, she couldn't accept it.

But Yang Jing didn't hear her speak, the third owner of Wanjian Villa was already sweating profusely, his liver and gallbladder were cold, and he was running wildly.

She hurried after her.

Then I saw a group of disciples from the villa in front of the side hall.

Yang Fu anxiously shouted: "Third uncle!!no..."

Before she could finish speaking, the next second she saw something unbelievable.

The third uncle knelt down.

The crowd behind him was dumbfounded.

Everyone thought they were here to fight, but they didn't want to come out like this, so they were stunned on the spot.

Yang Jing shouted nervously: "Kneel down for me!"

Then everyone bent their knees and knelt on the ground in the dark.

Kneeling towards the threshold of the side hall.

In the threshold, Xia Ji was drinking tea.

Yang Jing gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "The villain has eyes but no beads, and he has eyes but no beads, so he will make amends to you!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed violently to the threshold, one after the other, not daring to stop.

Behind the threshold, the white-haired man quietly put down the teacup, he was not happy and proud, and even a little regretful.

It's supposed to be joyful, but why do you have to get to this point?

He said calmly, "Get up." ”

Yang Jing didn't dare to get up, he always knelt, although the others didn't know why, but no one was stupid, they instantly understood that the status of this white-haired man was not what they could have imagined.

Three thousand disciples came from the back mountain, and they did not form a sword formation, but they all knelt down.

Soon, the owner of the cottage also returned in tattered clothes,

Due to Xia Ji's control, he was not seriously injured,

It's just that after seeing everyone bowing, he was stunned, and hurriedly transmitted a message to Yang Jing who was kneeling: "Who is he?"

Yang Jing sent the voice back: "Su family." ”

The owner of the mountain villa widened his eyes, "Really?"

"I've seen the identification plate. ”

The owner of the mountain villa thought back to the power just now, if it wasn't for the family members, where would it be so powerful?

His legs were weak, and he knelt down towards the side hall, tears flowing wildly in his heart.

In-laws, if you had said it earlier, would my mother have treated you like this?

Yang Fu, who was dumbfounded, suddenly heard a voice in his ears.

"Go and say a few nice words to your father-in-law, it's my father who is blind and doesn't recognize anyone..."

"Daddy... This is?"

Yang Fu was completely unable to comprehend this instantaneous subversion.

His father-in-law, Yu Lang's teacher, and the eldest brother, and others... Who are they??

At this time, Xia Ji said again: "Get up." ”

No one dared to get up.

Xia Ji said: "Is the wedding still going to be held?"

"Yes, yes, of course. The head of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa hurriedly said.

Xia Ji said: "Then get up." ”

He said it again and again, and only then did the kneeling man get up in fear.

The pressure of the Su family can be seen.

...

...

After the Scarlet Banquet.

The bride and groom entered the cave room.

Xia Ji was also ready to leave.

The owner of the village and the others bowed their heads and sent him away.

When we arrived at the lower mountain pass, the owner of the village asked: "My lord, why don't you spend the night in the village tonight, I... I have made arrangements to make amends for you. ”

Xia Ji probably guessed what kind of arrangement it was, and this arrangement made him a little disliked from the bottom of his bones, but he couldn't change it, so he said, "No need, I have to rush back to Jinghu." ”

The owner of Wanjian Mountain Villa had to be polite, but he finally figured out what the word "Mirror Lake" meant.

He suddenly realized who the man in front of him was.

He only felt a shudder from his soul sweep through his body.

Unexpectedly...

It was the adult.

The adult who wrote "The Strength of the World" and "The Image of the World".

Preach the myth of the world.

He couldn't imagine.

The expressions on the face are colorful and indescribable.

When I came back to my senses, there were no more people on the dark mountain road, only the sound of the spring breeze at night.

"Tell those people who I am who I am, and if they want revenge, let them come to Mirror Lake to find me. ”

The owner of Wanjian Mountain Villa finally sobered up a little, and as soon as his legs were weak, he knelt down towards the invisible back at the bottom of the mountain, and said in a trembling voice: "You... Let's go. ”