Xin Zhuo looked at the sesame maltose, and was stunned for a moment, his eyes shrank, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if there is a providence in the dark, or if it is indeed compatible with this Jiang Yuqing, there are many things in common.

In his previous life, when he was a child, he loved to eat sesame crispy maltose, the crunchy kind, but this kind of antique-style dim sum is rare on the market, and he has to travel all the way to the sweet shop or online shopping for seven or eight days.

But the drunkard father didn't consider his feelings at all, and the old lady who was busy all day long always grabbed a handful from somewhere after a tired day.

So much so that when he became an adult, he had forgotten the taste of sugar, and his mother, who had worked hard all his life, was delirious before she died, and she grabbed a handful of sesame crisp maltose that she didn't have time to give him, and looked at him deadly.

This memory is unforgettable, even if it travels through time and space, and the memory of the previous life gradually fades, it is still clearly remembered.

He is not a person who is easily emotional, he even felt that he could use each other with the old lady in front of him just now, but at this time, he couldn't help but feel sad, his nose was sour, he opened his mouth, and his voice was choked.

Who else in the world will remember that they love this kind of sugar?

"Do you remember?" Ji Jiuwei said softly, patting his head like coaxing a child, "When I was a child, my father and my mother knew that you loved to eat this kind of candy, and your father was busy with official business, and he was afraid that you would eat bad teeth, so my mother always bought it for you secretly." ”

"Remember!"

Xin Zhuo collected his feelings, reached out to take it, and looked up at her, "I wonder what you are going to do with my business?" Going to Taiping Palace or ......"

He still remembered that this mother was representing the Taiping Palace, and she had been back for a long time and had not seen anyone.

Ji Jiuwei said softly: "Naturally, you can go wherever you want, and if you don't want to go anywhere, just stay in the Jiang family, and your mother will protect you."

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, it's not that the Taiping Palace is bad, how big the platform is, the bigger the opportunity, it's just that he feels that he needs a pure old lady, not mixed with strange thoughts.

I heard Ji Jiuwei say again: "The soul exterminator has fled to the Western Regions, and I have sent my masters to chase and kill, and I may be able to take his life in the near future!"

The old ghost of the East went to the Autumn Wind Academy in person, and he was seriously injured and escaped from the palace to serve the immortals, but if he dares to come out, his mother and you will kill him! ”

Xin Zhuo was shocked, this ...... It's a bit of direct violence, which makes people feel sour in their hearts, and even wants to ask, has the eldest princess of Shengping been caught?

"Sister Huang!"

"Imperial Aunt!"

"I've seen the eldest princess!"

At this moment, Princess Zheng, Princess Beihai and others outside had already come one after another.

The old lady ordered his subordinates to move the table and futon, and everyone saluted and sat down one after another.

Venerable Jiang Yong was about to leave, but he hesitated for a moment and asked, "I don't know why the speed is so fast for the Shenyin and Honghua families?"

Ji Jiuwei regained his lonely coldness: "The capital is important, the residence of the Son of Heaven, the Taiping Palace and the Immortal Palace, they will naturally have a branch hall arranged here, and the Kunlun Ruins with the hidden head and tail also came, and they were personally stopped by the three ancestors of the imperial city!"

The eldest princess of Zheng Guo asked curiously: "Shendao true qi, it's not the first time we've heard of it, but we haven't heard that you can break into other people's homes, act so domineeringly, and don't care about your face, Yuqing is really so precious?"

"Not exactly!"

Ji Jiuwei glanced at Xin Zhuo, and said: "The true qi of the Divine Dao has the opportunity to break through the fairyland, and it is precious, but it is precious, but it will not make those people lose face."

It is really Yuqing's two divine true qi, which is rare in the world, and it is even more unheard of when it is fused together, and perhaps curiosity is greater than preciousness.

Especially the seven days of green rain, the prosperity of martial arts in recent years is approaching, what the future is, it is really unpredictable, one more talent, the future will be more graspable. Therefore, Yuqing's slightly strange talent, they are naturally bound to win! ”

After a pause, he said: "According to the speculation of the Great Heavenly Master of Qin Tianjian, within three or five years, the stars will not be there, the heavens and the earth will be turbid, and even the Son of Heaven will be in danger of overturning.

The warriors of the world, no matter how amazing and brilliant they are, are afraid that if they are not good, they will be like bubbles in a pool, fleeting. ”

There was a trace of solemnity on everyone's faces, and the old lady asked, "What does the turbidity of heaven and earth refer to?"

Ji Jiuwei shook his head slightly: "I don't know!" Perhaps no one knows this in the world at the moment! ”

……

Ten thousand palaces, in the towering and undulating imperial city, the guards are heavily guarded, and the abyss is like the sea, if the Jiang family is already the top Zhong Ming Ding Food House, this imperial city is far more than ten times.

In the northeast corner of the Taimiao Temple and the Sheji Altar, the place where the meridian collects pollution, the north is adjacent to the disgruntled cold palace courtyard, and the south is the bloody place of the noon gate, which is an eighteen-story giant palace.

Far and near, the palace ethereal, the eunuch and the inner guards detoured far away, and even the naughty little princesses and little princes in the palace did not dare to approach a bit.

At this moment, Mr. Dongfang was sitting on a low stone platform in front of the building, his hair was already messy, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his face was expressionless, it seemed that the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom in front of him couldn't help but say that the person who was about to be killed in the Autumn Wind Academy was not him, or he had already expected it, or he had already seen life and death.

In the eighteen-story palace opposite, there was no sound, not even half a figure.

After a while, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and an old man in brocade clothes came to him, glanced at him, and sat down cross-legged: "Ji Jiuwei?"

Mr. Dongfang also asked, "Ji Jiuwei?"

The two were silent.

After a while, the old man in brocade looked up to the sky and laughed: "Why are you so hard?" Hang as high as Haman. ”

Mr. Dongfang said: "What does Bai Weng mean?"

The old man named "Bai Weng" said: "In the twelfth year of the Heavenly Grant, the battle of the Kunxu Demon is you, the kid in the south, and the Great Pillar Kingdom, well, there must be the participation of the White Crane Hill and the Demon Hill in the Western Regions, and the Heavenly Emperor agrees, do you really think that the two old things of the Jiang family don't know?"

Mr. Dongfang calmly said: "How is this another way to shoot yourself in the foot?"

Bai Weng said: "It's a little too deceitful, that Jiang kid was ruined by you all life, don't you know that your old ghost did it on purpose?" Who can endure this means of extermination? How can Ji Jiuwei spare you? ”

Mr. Dongfang was silent.

Bai Weng seemed to be energetic, and his eyes rolled: "Why didn't you take the opportunity to kill him in the first place?"

Mr. Dongfang was still silent.

Bai Weng seemed bored and stopped talking.

Mr. Dongfang suddenly looked at him: "You really think it was the old man's idea?" Do you know that the dragon spirit of bad luck has appeared? ”

Bai Weng's face changed suddenly.

But I saw Mr. Dongfang arching his hand to the palace and said loudly: "Please see the teacher, the disciple is home!"

Bai Weng immediately gave up his hand in the same way.

The palace was still silent, and a young man with a strong physique and a cold face strode out, and there were pieces of frost along the way, making a "creaking" sound, and soon they arrived in front of the two, and the cold wind was already blowing in their faces.

The two of them got up and arched their hands: "Senior Brother Zhuang Thirteen!"

The young man ignored it, but handed over a piece of paper.

Mr. Dongfang opened it, and there was not a word inside.