The dust that bound Jiang Ling also changed back to its original state because of the fall of Jue Ming, Jiang Ling struggled to get up, and under the gaze of the richest man and Jiang Ying, she visibly aged quickly.

"Ahem, he, is he dead?" She trembled and propped herself up, looking at the unconscious Jue Ming with hatred, and she was about to fall down when she lost her strength.

"Auntie, are you alright?" The richest man hurried to help.

Jiang Ling leaned on her nephew's arms, and with a smile on her old face, she saw that she was older than her actual age.

"Fortunately, I listened to the master's words and gave you that power, aunt, I didn't hurt you in vain!"

Seeing Jiang Ling's vitality passing little by little, the richest man was helpless.

Jiang Ying's ears are easy to use, so he naturally heard the muffled sound from Jiang Ling's body, and now Jiang Ling is a gun that has been blown up, and there is no possibility of recovery.

"Will welcome the real person, please trouble" Jiang Ling raised her hand with great effort and pointed to Yu Ming, who was lying not far away: "Keep him away, I'm watching, disgusting!" ”

Jiang Ying was as good as a stream, and kicked the head of the door to the edge of the high platform.

Jiang Ling's face was full of wrinkles when she smiled, but she could still see the heartiness of her youth, which was completely different from her previous bewitching appearance.

"Good boy, stay away from those who cultivate ruthless Dao" Jiang Ling took the hand of the girl in front of her, but her eyes looked at Rong Ji flying from the sky:

"Don't care what they say or do, their way can't tolerate anyone."

"Understood." Jiang Ying held the eldest princess's hand and looked at Rong Ji...... The night sky behind him: "Money, cultivation, and my ideals are the most important." ”

"Xiao Qi, I can feel that Wuya is still alive, find him......" Jiang Ling stuffed something into the palm of the richest man's hand and finally closed his eyes.

"Auntie!" The opportunity for life in his arms was cut off, and the richest man shed his first tears after practicing. The woman who raised him since childhood, the melancholy, beautiful, and desperate woman, finally ushered in eternal peace.

The richest man raised his hand and threw something, and Jiang Ying caught it - a small seal.

"This is the private seal of the princess's mansion, you are looking for the backyard steward, go to the treasure pavilion to pick up a few things, my aunt promised you."

Jiang Ying listened to the eighth senior brother's voice in a muffled voice, knowing that he wanted to stay by himself for a while, so he went to the backyard in a good way. When I faced Shang Rong Ji before, I felt that I had a single fighting method, but now that the whip is worn out again, I really should find some guys to defend myself!

Feng Vanilla regained her strength, and when Edgeworth rose into the air, she saw the boss who had fallen on the edge of the high platform.

"Master!" She rushed to the high platform, and summoned the silver wave mirror to make a move against the richest man!

The richest man hugged his aunt, and when he raised his head, his eyes shot a cruel light that no one had ever seen, and he turned over and grabbed a few broken spirit stones from the ring, and was just about to move. Rong Ji turned his back to him, blocking between him and Feng Vanilla.

"Senior sister, take the master back to the mountain gate." The voice is still unwavering, and I really don't know what can shake him.

Feng Vanilla was reluctant to stop: "But the master was seriously injured by them!" ”

"I'll leave it to me." Rong Ji didn't move, even if Feng Vanilla approached him, he wouldn't give an inch.

The richest man who was originally going to touch this senior sister of the Jindan period put away the spirit stone in his hand.

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Feng Vanilla took the head of the house to go back first, and Rong Ji was responsible for "escorting" and Shoufeng's brothers and sisters back.

Rong Ji was in front of the sword, Jiang Ying and the richest man sat on Jiang Ying's lotus leaf and whispered constantly:

"So Senior Brother, what you used at that time was the power of the head of the family, Uncle Shi's own?"

"Yes, it was the 'self-killing power' left by the head of the family to my aunt back then, but my aunt was useless, and she couldn't do it."

"Then why doesn't the eldest princess give it to her son, to you?"

"It was asked by Grandpa Jiuwen, he is really far-sighted! If it is the senior brother who is here today, it will be the son who kills the father, and it will be detrimental to the merit! ”

"Then why did the head uncle deliberately approach the eldest princess?"

The richest man only knew that his aunt had been deceived in his feelings, and he really didn't know the motives of the head of the house.

"Because the seventh level of the master's ruthless Dao appeared at the pass, and at that time he had already cut off all the dust edges. It can only be broken first and then standed. Rong Ji, who had never said a word, explained.

"To put it bluntly, the eldest princess is unlucky, she was taken by the ruthless Taoist monk, and the fake show has been done for three years." Jiang Ying simply said loudly, anyway, she also wanted to keep her distance from Rong Ji.

"But it hurt her for the rest of her life." After the richest man finished mending the knife, he became gloomy.

"Senior brother, don't worry, the eldest princess is the one who consolidates the country, and your family will definitely handle her funeral."

Rong Ji originally wanted to tell them that he was different from his master, and he didn't have to engage in the method of breaking first and then standing up. But looking at Jiang Ying's way of comforting his senior brother, he didn't say anything in the end.

Jiang Ying said a lot but failed to appease Senior Brother Eight, she changed her mind and whispered in Senior Brother Eight's ear: "I brought out all your aunt's things related to cultivation!" I almost can't plug the ring! ”

It's hard to say that she didn't deliberately pretend to be intimate with Senior Brother Eighth in front of Rong Ji, but the effect is really outstanding-

The richest man jumped up directly from the lotus leaf and pointed at her nose: "You, you took it all?" Are you gluttonous or pixiu? ”

Jiang Ying saw that he was no longer emo, smiled and pulled the person back to sit, and continued to whisper: "I'm doing this for our aunt, she has taken a shortcut in her cultivation, it's not easy for people to know!"

Not only did I take out all the things, but I also took the ledger of her trading demon pills with the mysterious person. Although she was trapped by love and took the wrong path, the person who sold her demon pill also took advantage of the situation and couldn't let it go! ”

The richest man was shocked when he heard this, indeed, the trading of the demon pill will not involve the mortal world, someone must have tempted her aunt, and she will ......

"Okay, Senior Brother, you have a few things to do when you go back: cultivating, looking for Senior Brother, and looking for someone who bought the Demon Pill. As for me, the plan for the last retreat hasn't been completed yet, and I have to continue cultivating, so I don't think about the past! ”

"Will the boss let us go like that?" The richest man threw out one last question.

"Uncle Master? He probably has to go into retreat for three and a half years, and we are insiders, so he will either kill us or act as if nothing happened. "Jiang Ying is very sure that the head of the sect will not bear the debt of merit for the sake of the two apprentices, so they will definitely be fine.

Rong Ji heard the whispers of the two clearly, and a shallow smile appeared on her face: she really understood everything.

When crossing the mountain gate, Jiang Ying found that the senior brothers of Dajin Fengshou looked at her strangely. I wanted to ask Rong Ji but it was difficult to speak, so I could only swallow the words back.

Thinking about going back to take a good inventory of how many good things he got back from the princess's mansion, he flew to the door of his own cave mansion, but Jiang Ying was stunned.

In front of her door, there are countless flying feathers floating in the air, and it is not too much to describe it as locusts all over the sky! She couldn't even get in her door!

"What's the situation?" Jiang Ying reached out and took a letter to open:

"Dear monk Jiang Yingying of Heshoufeng, I am Chen Dachuan, a monk from the second room of the Chen family in Mizhou, who is forty-six years old this year, has not yet married a couple, and loves fishing."