The Blood Knife Ancestor scolded: "Your Zhao family can only play tricks. A few days ago, Ancestor, I asked you to go back with words. Today, you don't want to deceive Lao Tzu again. Hurry up and let that kid come out, otherwise don't blame the ancestor for doing it! ”

The beautiful bearded old man's face froze when he heard this, and he immediately frowned.

The Blood Knife Ancestor is an innate grandmaster, and the Zhao family is invincible except for the Third Ancestor, but the Third Ancestor is already ninety and five this year, and he still doesn't know if he can be the opponent of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Do you want to ask your aunt and grandmother to do it again? But she has never cared about mundane things. And Jerry is still hiding with her. If only ......"

The beautiful old man's name is Zhao Xuanyi, and his identity is the contemporary head of the Zhao family and Zhao Yujie's father.

Just when Zhao Xuanyi was in a dilemma, an old dragon clock, with a jade crutch, staggered out of the back hall and appeared in front of everyone.

"Haha, the old man thought before that who could make such a big noise? It turned out that you were here with the Blood Knife. No wonder! ”

When Chang Meng saw someone coming, he immediately became much more cautious, although he restrained his arrogance a little, but still mocked: "Old man Zhao, it turns out that you are not dead yet?" But looking at your panting appearance, whether you can pull out your sword or not. ”

The old man smiled unconcernedly, patted his crutches, and said, "The Jade Sword Boy of the year has long since died, and now only the lonely old man is left." But I'm impatient anyway, old man, do you want me to take you with me? ”

Hearing this, Chang Meng couldn't help but shrink his eyes, sat up straight, and stared at Zhao Zhijing with a cautious expression.

Although he was in his prime and the other party had already aged too much, no one dared to despise the life-threatening blow of an innate martial sect, even if he was so old that he only had one breath left.

"Old immortal, you dare to threaten Lao Tzu?" After Chang Meng looked at Zhao Zhijing once, he suddenly said viciously.

"How so! The old man is just afraid that he will be lonely on the road alone. I just want to find someone who is pleasing to the eye to accompany me. Zhao Zhijing explained slowly.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest with a childish face suddenly spoke.

"Old man Zhao misunderstood. Brother Chang actually has no malicious intent. It's just that the third young master of your mansion is talented and intelligent, and he is a good material for martial arts. Seeing that Hunting was overjoyed, he came to your mansion and offered to accept him as an apprentice. ”

"Apprentices? I'm afraid it's a sheep in the mouth of a tiger! Zhao Zhijing sneered in his heart, and at the same time secretly wondered: "Why are these two people staring at Yujie? Could it be that the news that Yujie is pregnant with a spiritual root accidentally leaked out? ”

Your own family knows your own affairs.

Don't look at him opening his mouth and closing his mouth to take people to death together, in fact, he can't do it at all.

Two years ago, he had already broken his skills, and his innate true qi had also collapsed.

But the so-called tiger can't fall!

Zhao Zhijing's face was calm, and he shook his head without hesitation and refused: "Your kindness Zhao family has received it, but my Zhao family's family has a family history, and the floating light sword technique and the three changes of the cloud dragon are unique in Ganzhou, and they don't need outsiders to teach their children and grandchildren."

After hearing this, the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately laughed angrily: "Okay, toast without eating and drinking!" It seems that it is not possible for the ancestor to do it if I don't do it today. ”

Seeing that the words had been stiffened, Zhao Xuanyi, the elder of the four major clans of the Zhao family and the head of the family, immediately got up and stopped in front of the other party, with an extremely serious expression.

And the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect did not show weakness, quickly drew out their knives, and just waited for the ancestor to give an order, and then they took action to destroy the Zhao family.

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, an old voice came from outside the door: "Who said that you were going to do it in my Zhao family just now?"

While speaking, Zhao Sheng held the urn and walked slowly into the reception hall, followed by the coachman Zhao Er.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw that the person who came was an old man, and he had a broken arm, he couldn't help but mock: "Where did the old cripple come from? actually dared to argue with the ancestor. Disciples give it to me, don't kill it! ”

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The Blood Knife disciples suddenly said yes, they knew that their ancestor was going to kill people and establish power.

Immediately, a group of red-clothed disciples lifted their long knives and rushed towards Zhao Sheng.

"Be careful!" The elders of the Zhao family reminded loudly and were about to help.

At this time, Zhao Sheng glanced at the coachman slightly:

"Zhao Er!"

Before the words fell, the coachman Zhao Er suddenly fell into the crowd of blood-clothed people, and saw a series of blue-colored Xiantian swords burst out from his palm, and none of the blood knife disciples could take this terrifying sword, and they all fell into a pool of blood.

"Innate Grandmaster?!"

"The blue sea tide is full of energy?!"

Chang Meng and Zhao Xuanyi shouted almost at the same time.

At this time, Blood Knife Ancestor Chang Meng was like having just eaten a bitter gourd, his mouth was extremely bitter, and his heart was shocked, "Who is this person sacred?" Why is it that a mere retinue is also an innate martial sect! ”

Zhao Zhijing looked carefully at the old man with a broken arm a few steps away, he always felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Zhao Sheng also looked back at the other party, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, it turns out that you are also old!"

"Ninth brother? Are you Lao Jiu Zhao Zhiqin? How can it be! Zhao Zhijing couldn't believe his eyes.

Lao Jiu Zhao Zhiqin has been missing for fifty years.

He never expected that the two would meet one day.

Zhao Sheng said with emotion: "Third brother, I am Zhao Zhiqin, I am really back."

After learning the identity of the visitor, Zhao Xuanyi suddenly shook his whole body, and his face instantly showed a complicated expression, "This... Is it the grandfather who often talks about it in his father's mouth? ”

When the other four clan elders heard this, they actually claimed to be the legendary Zhao family's third innate grandmaster, Zhao Zhiqin.

Isn't it rumored that he is long dead?

At this moment, the elders of the Zhao family were confused, and they couldn't figure out the truth of the matter for a while.

"Lao Jiu, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come back a few years earlier! All are dead, all the elders and brothers are dead! Even Chenggong and Chengli, these juniors are dead. Now I'm the only one left alive. You... Why didn't you come back sooner! ”

In the end, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but burst into tears, and his face was full of misery and desolation.

Zhao Sheng was shocked, just now he heard a name that he didn't want to hear.

Sincerity?!

His eldest son had died. It turned out that he finally chose to return to the Zhao family.

White-haired people send black-haired people! There is no greater suffering in the world than this.

However, what is even more painful is that when his son died, the father not only did not see him for the last time, but even when... I don't know.

Zhao Sheng is definitely not a qualified father.

He once sent his seven own flesh and blood into the carriage with his own hands, and finally watched them each drive to the unknown distance.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's heart suddenly became extremely bitter, he thought he was rational enough, but... He was wrong!

At this moment, the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly stood up and said cautiously, "That... That one! I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave. ”

Noisy!

Zhao Sheng was suddenly interrupted by Chang Meng, and a nameless anger suddenly arose in his heart.