The people around him were silent, and as Zhao Wujiang's complexion gradually cooled, the air around him seemed to condense into frost.

Wang Tengfei hurriedly walked towards Zhao Wujiang, the wind around him became more and more howling, and the coercion became stronger and stronger, he felt like a flat boat in the angry sea.

The clansmen of the Wang clan trembled like chaff, they were the closest, so they naturally listened to what Wang Tengfei said, and also understood that the relationship between Wang Xi and the domineering man in front of him was not simple.

They felt Zhao Wujiang's anger and were afraid that Zhao Wujiang would anger them.

"Take me to the Wang." Zhao Wujiang had a cold face, and only said a word lightly, his expression could not see joy and anger, but the sudden drop in temperature between heaven and earth had already expressed it for him.

Hedong Road, Taiyuan.

Wang clan land.

The palace arranged in the shape of a king, the third horizontal center, the house of the patriarch.

The house is continuous, and there is a woman's boudoir.

Wang Xi was sitting in front of the bronze mirror on the dresser, she was dressed in white and had light makeup on her face, and she had a shallow smile on her face.

It's just that this smile seems a little wooden, and the beautiful eyes have lost their light, and they smile like a puppet manipulated by others.

"Why?"

A question sounded in the boudoir, and there was a Taishi chair in the shadow of the room, and sitting on the chair was the patriarch of the Wang clan, Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan's eyebrows were handsome, and he couldn't see too many expressions in the dark boudoir:

"Might you be sensible?

As a member of the Wang family, don't you know that you should think about the Wang family? Are you worthy of Wang?

Are you worthy of her dead?

Are you worthy of yourself?"

Wang Yuan's voice was low, and he kept asking questions, but Wang Xi, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, did not answer.

She didn't want to answer, and she couldn't.

There was an eerie silence in the room, Wang Xi had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were rippling, and tears were sliding down his cheeks.

Wang Yuan took a deep breath, slowly stood up, his eyes were deep, and his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the black and white sideburns, and he slowly spoke:

"I want you to figure out what you're going to do!"

Then, he pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

There was an old man standing outside the room, who was the ancestor of the Wang family, a first-class powerhouse who had entered the land immortals.

"There's no need to push too hard, Xi'er is a sensible child and knows what to do." The old ancestor of the Wang family was in good spirits, he could already hear clearly outside the door, and when he saw Wang Yuan coming out, he spoke kindly.

Wang Yuan looked respectful and said sincerely: "It's Ah Yuan's poor discipline, Fei'er and Xi'er are too disobedient, please punish the ancestor!"

"You, how can you be blamed for this?

Now everything is going to be back on track, and there is no difference." The old ancestor of the Wang family patted Wang Yuan's saluting big hand and sighed:

"I heard that Ah Yuan, you expelled Fei'er from the Wang family?"

"He has repeatedly refused to change his teachings and openly disobeyed orders, and A-Yuan, as the current patriarch, deserves this punishment even if he is my beloved son." Wang Yuan bowed down and said in a deep voice.

The ancestor of the Wang family sighed:

"You can be so impartial, but it is not in vain that you were promoted to the patriarch in the first place.

If you can set an example, others will not dare to speak softly, you are right."

Wang Yuan clenched his fists and buried his head, saying yes.

"It's going to rain in the valley, the Qin family will welcome relatives in the future, it's all about the face of the Wang family, as the patriarch, you should work a lot and get busy."

The old ancestor of the Wang family left slowly.

After the old ancestor walked out of the threshold, Wang Yuan raised his head respectfully and instructed the four Wang maidservants who were guarding the door:

"Take a good look at Miss."

Then, he strode away.

Wang Yuan walked through the house and returned to his house.

The interior of the house is shabbyly furnished, with tables and chairs painted and old marks all over the place.

There is an offering table in the hall, and above the offering table, there is a spiritual table.

Incense is offered in front of the spirit card.

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Yuan slowly walked to the tablet, sat down on the floor, and threw yellow paper into the brazier in front of the table.

He looked at the spirit card in a daze, the yellow paper burned and illuminated his eyes, his face softened, and he muttered:

"Are you worthy of her dead?

Are you worthy of yourself?"

After saying two sentences, he fell silent.

After a long time, the yellow paper in the brazier had burned out, and it had been burned into black paper ashes, Wang Yuan slowly got up, his eyes were deep, and the patriarch's momentum was re-condensed around him, and he turned to leave.

"I hope you know what you're going to do!"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and his momentum was like an abyss.

The wind and snow are gone, but the sky is still dark.

Three horses galloped, and the sound of hooves was like thunder.

Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu Wang Tengfei have been riding their horses for two days, and they are about to leave Jiannan Road, the closer they are to Chang'an, and the closer they are to the Taiyuan Wang clan in Hedong Road.

"Phew"

The horses came to a halt, surrounded by mountains and forests.

Jiannan Road is mountainous, and Shu Road is difficult.

This is where the three of them are going their separate ways.

Wang Xi was forcibly taken back to the clan by the Wang clan to marry the Qin clan, and Zhao Wujiang was rushing to the Wang clan's land.

He had already learned from Wang Tengfei that the ancestor of the Wang family was alive and well, and he was a strong man of the land immortals, but he was not afraid, Wang Xi was his person, and he would definitely save him, not to mention that the ancestor of the Wang family was a first-class land immortal, that is, a real god, and he dared to step forward and stroke his beard.

This trip is dangerous, and he doesn't want Wen Yu to follow.

The horse was about to run out of Jiannan Road, so he asked Wen Yu to go back to Zhaojia Village, Yucheng, Jiannan Road, and show him his hometown.

"Brother Wujiang, take care of this trip."

Wen Yu's eyes lowered, he knew that Zhao Wujiang was worried about his safety and didn't worry about him following, and at the same time, he also regretted that his cultivation was not enough and couldn't help much.

But the longer he stayed by Zhao Wujiang's side, the more he knew how to do things, and he knew that he couldn't drag Zhao Wujiang down, so he didn't ask to follow him repeatedly, but decided to follow Zhao Wujiang's arrangement and go back to his hometown to take a look.

Zhao Wujiang bowed his head, feeding the horses and eating grain and grass, Wang Tengfei's eyebrows were full of sorrow, and he stroked the horse's neck anxiously.

After a cup of tea, the break ended, and the three of them left in different directions.

One day, two days, three days.

The sky is sometimes drizzling, and the valley rain is approaching.

Zhao Wujiang and Wang Tengfei only had a break halfway, and the rest of the time they were in a hurry, dusty.

Hedong Road, Taiyuan is approaching.

Dust was raised all the way, Zhao Wujiang's face was stained with a lot of dust and sand, his eyes were black and white, and his eyebrows contained vicissitudes and killing intent.

On March 19, before the valley rain, it is advisable to get married, open the light, and travel.

Taiyuan City is full of lights, as soon as you enter the city gate, you can see the Xiwen of Wang's marriage, which says that Wang's has a queen Xi, and Qin's Tianjiao Qin Tianlang tied the knot.

Zhao Wujiang and Wang Tengfei rode a high-headed horse and slowly swept past the city gate, the noisy atmosphere came to their faces, and everyone's faces were full of smiles, as if they were infected by the joy of the Wang family.

"Brother Zhao, I'll take you to find a place to rest."

Wang Tengfei has hidden his true face, so as not to be recognized by the people of Taiyuan City.

He led the horse and walked slowly on the noisy street, beside him Zhao Wujiang, who was sitting on horseback as calm as a mountain.

Along the way, Zhao Wujiang was silent and said little, but Wang Tengfei knew that this silent man was brewing a terrifying murderous aura.

As he came into contact with Zhao Wujiang, he found that the more murderous Zhao Wujiang was, the less he spoke.

"Brother Zhao. Tomorrow is the time for the Qin family to receive their relatives.

At that time, the defense in the clan was the tightest and the loosest, so we had a day off and adjusted our condition."

Wang Tengfei said in a deep voice:

"I'll show up first to stir up the situation, I'm the son of the patriarch, they don't dare to kill me!

Then you show up again and take Xi'er away!"

Zhao Wujiang sat on horseback, looking at the red lanterns all over the city, he didn't nod in agreement with Wang Tengfei's words, but his voice was low, like an emperor's anger:

"Whoever stops me tomorrow, I will kill him!"

(End of chapter)