"Presumptuous!"

Di Renjie roared when he saw the Wang clan people stepping forward.

The cynicism on his face disappeared, and he was already majestic:

"This official is an official under the laws of the Tang Dynasty, you actually scolded me as a seven-grade official, and how many officials are you?"

"We are from the Wang family!"

The old man of the Wang clan looked slightly proud.

"What this official is asking, how many rank officials are you? Instead of asking you where you came from!"

Di Renjie stood up from the coffin and stepped out, his hands behind his back, his eyes like anger.

The elder of the Wang clan snorted angrily:

"Child, you can't afford to offend me! Tell me where Zhao Wujiang is, you can still be your Fa Cao well, otherwise..."

"How else?" Di Renjie strode directly towards the Wang clan:

"Or are you going to do it to me? Is this the posture of your Wang?

Taiyuan, is it also your Wang's? And the state is it? Is it the whole river province?"

He asked angrily several times one after another, and the people of the Wang clan froze in place, not daring to stop him.

The people around the audience also resounded one after another, the Wang family is dominant in Taiyuan, and the clansmen travel on weekdays, arrogant and domineering, and they have long been dissatisfied.

Di Renjie was already standing in front of the hideous clan elder, his eyes were sharp, and he glared at the clan elder:

"You seem to want to do something to me."

The clan elder was scattered all over his martial arts and was full of murderous intent.

Di Renjie sensed it, he just shook his head and smiled:

"Looks like you want to commit treason..."

The clan elder's pupils shrank, and he was slightly stunned.

I saw that Di Renjie said:

"People, he just said that he wanted to kill me, and he also said that he would kill you all and betray the Tang Dynasty!"

There was a commotion among the onlookers.

"The old man didn't!"

The clan elder was in a hurry, he had murderous intent, but it was absolutely impossible to admit treasonous remarks, and he couldn't afford to wear this hat.

"Cover your ears and steal the bell!" Di Renjie said loudly.

The clan elder trembled, and his qi leaked.

"Oh, well, what are you doing? Behold, people, he is about to do something."

Di Renjie walked around the clan elder and constantly provoked him with his eyes.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" The clan elder's voice was low, and his face twitched.

"Do you know who my dad is?" Di Renjie's eyes were disdainful, and his voice was also low.

......

Coldness is the touch, but the feeling in the heart is warmth.

Zhao Wujiang felt the shaking, and there was a soft call.

"Little Ah Zhao? Xiao Azhao? Why are you asleep again?"

He slowly opened his eyes, in front of him was a bluestone tombstone, and on one side was a tomb made of stone loess, and the pigtailed girl frowned, staring at him with pity and tenderness.

"Sister." He called softly, and his mind went blank.

"Let's eat it, my father and mother have just eaten it."

Sister Ah instructed, her forehead was a fine bead of sweat, and the weeds around the two tombs had been removed.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, the black food was cold in the mouth, and after swallowing it in his stomach, it turned into a warm current.

"Zhao Wujiang..."

"Zhao Wujiang..."

In his head, there were female voices with tender concern, which he was very familiar with, but he couldn't remember where he had heard them.

"Sister, did you hear that? Someone is calling me?"

He looked in a trance, looked at the sister in front of him, and in an instant, everything between heaven and earth became hazy.

"Whoa..."

There was a sound of chains clashing on his swaying body.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head fiercely, and the world became clear again, he rubbed his body and found a hard thing in his chest.

He touched it and found that it was a long-life lock, the size of a baby's fist, and the black and white colors were clearly divided into half of each one, like yin and yang.

A deep into the Spirit

The familiarity of the soul crept up to his heart, and he felt that he had seen it somewhere.

"Little Ah Zhao, you are rubbing your longevity lock again." Sister Ah muttered:

"You always think it's not good-looking, but now that it's like this, are you trying to trick me and exchange it with my longevity lock?"

Zhao Wujiang looked up in confusion, and Sister Ah took out another longevity lock, which was the same size as her body, but it was not black and white, but green and jade.

His heart was shocked, his eyes were black and white, and he blurted out:

"Shennong..."

...

Wang's great joy happened, the fourth day and night.

And the state welcomed visitors from all over the world.

There are ten people from Chang'an, all of whom are great masters.

The leaders are two old men, one is Li Xuanji of Huguofang, and the other is Wu Santong of Wu.

The helpers of the Jianghu Alliance of Hedong Province had already gone deep into the state and gradually moved towards Taiyuan, but they could not contact Wang Xi for a while, and the flying pigeon lost its trace.

Hundreds of literati entered the state one after another, and they either traveled alone or in groups, pouring into the various prefectures and cities of the state, scattering in all directions.

No one in Bingzhou knew the intention of these literati, and the last time such a large-scale literati set foot in Bingzhou was hundreds of years ago.

The powerhouses of the Qin clan and the Wang clan were also constantly searching in Bingzhou City, and they were all looking for Zhao Wujiang's location, either to save or kill.

The fifth day of the incident.

The strong men of the Wang clan and the Qin clan searched for it in vain, and in the face of the sloppy eyes of people from all sides, they only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

At noon on the fifth day, an old ancestor of the Qin family walked the world and came to Taiyuan, Bingzhou.

He is the clan brother of the third-order land god Qin Zheng, and he has reached the sixth-order Qin Wei.

He was accompanied by a mild-mannered, silver-haired boy.

The silver-haired boy looks handsome, and his eyes are as deep as containing eternal years.

Taiyuan City, the most important place in the Wang clan, Wang Cheng's small courtyard.

His eyebrows were cold, his face was pale, and he was lying on the Taishi chair, beside him was Qin Wei of the sixth-order land god and the silver-haired young man with a smile.

He said in a deep voice:

"This son hasn't been found yet! The old man was a little suspicious, he had escaped and merged with the state."

"Not really, as soon as I enter the annexed state, I can feel the disgusting aura." The silver-haired boy spoke slowly, his left hand raised slightly, and the palm of his hand was a deep wound, and the wound continued to ooze black viscous blood.

"I can't find it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I can only bother Brother Chaos, and you're out." Wang Cheng's eyebrows furrowed.

The silver-haired young man took out a small jade bottle, took the black blood oozing from his palm, and said with a faint smile:

"It's good to let him recuperate for a few days, the power of Emperor Shun's heavy pupils, it's a long time ago, it's really nostalgic...

According to your description, I think this son has been able to exert the power of the heavy pupil, and I hope that when the time comes, he will not disappoint me..."

"Brother Chaos Wang, after this son is eliminated, let's speed up..." Qin Wei's eyes were tightly closed, and he was just closing his eyes to recuperate.

The silver-haired boy shook his head and smiled:

"If you want to get the power of the Suiren Clan, how can it be so simple?

Now the power of the Three Emperors is scattered in the world and no one has found it.

The power of this Suiren clan was brought into the tomb by Emperor Shun back then, and this is known to you and me.

And you and I are not the only ones who want to seize this thing!

And my good big brother Hanji, and—"

Speaking of this, the silver-haired boy sighed:

"Let's help Wang Cheng get rid of Zhao Wujiang first."

"Brother Chaos, this Zhao Wujiang, I want to spare his life."

Qin Wei spoke slowly.

"Huh?" Wang Cheng was surprised and looked over.

"He seriously injured my brother Qin Zheng! It's the surname Zhao again!

Spare him life, and I will torture him to death, and hang him outside our people, and warn the people!"

Qin Wei's eyes flickered, his eyes were full of anger, but there was another plan in his heart.

Qin Zheng had already told him that Zhao Wujiang was Zhao Changyuan's heir.

Zhao

Changyuan, did you leave him to you? He smiled in his heart, but his expression was unmoved.