Not to mention for a subordinate.

How is that possible?!

The brocade robe of the second master of the Song family, embroidered with two phoenixes with gold thread, was reflected by the candlelight of the courtyard, magnificent, and the phoenix head was closed on the shoulder, showing an extremely arrogant posture, and the jade crown on the head contrasted with each other.

This jade has a history of more than 3,000 years, so expensive, it is just a decoration.

Such a gesture is shining. How can a person wearing such a luxurious outfit bow his head to others, no matter how bad his reputation is, he is also the Song family.

The Song family, the wrong one is also right!

The second master of the Song family looked at Zhang Jian so fiercely, without the slightest hint of weakness, just staring at Zhang Jian.

The candle flame flickered, and the brocade clothes on the second master of the Song family seemed to be reflected by the flames, as if they were burning. His eyes revealed a kind of banter and contempt in his fierce eyes, as if he was laughing at the fourth gentleman in front of him.

Qin Xian's fingers tightened slightly, and a strong uneasiness surged in her heart.

He didn't understand what the gentleman had brought him here for, from not saying a word at first to making a sudden move.

Zhang Jian seemed to be still waiting for his response, while the second master of the Song family fell silent.

He needs to decide whether to stick to his position or back down.

Time is ticking, and the atmosphere is getting tense.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in Zhang Jian's ears.

He reacted instantly, jumped up with the little boy's body, and threw himself in the direction where the voice came from.

His hands formed into sword fingers and stabbed in the direction from which the sound came.

A black shadow flashed, and a lamppost a few meters in front of Zhang Jian was instantly exploded, and the fragments flew away.

The power of this blow is so amazing!

Zhang Jian was shocked in his heart, but he did not lose his composure, and he immediately realized that this was a cultivator's method.

He looked up and saw a man in a black robe standing in the corner of the courtyard, his hands clasped to his chest, staring indifferently at everything here.

The second master of the Song family's face became ugly, and he shouted: "Who let you appear!!" ”

Before the words fell, the man in black had already floated forward, and a powerful aura instantly filled the entire courtyard.

Zhang Jian's heart tightened, he knew that this man's cultivation was definitely not below him, and it might even be higher!

He sealed the little boy's air pocket and threw him to Qin Xian to take care of.

However, before he could come up with a countermeasure, the man in black had already spoken: "Zhang Jian, you are no longer Mr. Confucian now, and you are still trying to insult my Song family, so ...... You must die! ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in black instantly attacked. His figure was as erratic as a ghost, and he galloped towards Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian's eyes were firm, he knew that this man's cultivation was definitely not below him, and it might even be higher! But he didn't back down. He quickly unleashed his aura and prepared to meet the man's attack.

The man in black sneered, his hands formed a mysterious mark, and he slammed into Zhang Jian. The power of this blow is even more powerful than just now!

Zhang Jian didn't dare to slack off, and immediately met the attack with a heroic spirit.

The two forces collided in the air with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black slapped out with a palm, and the violent force instantly tore apart the flower beds in the courtyard.

Zhang Jian only felt that a powerful force was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly stepped back, and at the same time his hands formed sword fingers, and stabbed at the man in black.

Although this blow failed to hit the man in black, it also forced him back a few steps.

Zhang Jian and the man in black quickly fought, and the two figures flashed in the courtyard, attacking one move after another.

At this time, the second master of the Song family had already stepped aside, and he watched the two fight coldly, with a cold color flashing in his eyes.

He knew that this man in black was one of his father's several hole cards, and his cultivation was advanced and his methods were strong. As long as he is there, even if he faces a few people on the top of the cultivator mountain, he has the power to fight.

The world must have been shocked...... The second master of the Song family thought lightly about this unrelated question.

Pei Chaoba's laughter came from far and near, from behind, and then walked to the second master of the Song family, and the fat woman was also dry and giggled like a broken bell: "Second master, the bell tower has shot!" ”

The second master of the Song family turned his head sideways, and he saw Pei Chaoba's meaningful expression.

After squeezing his eyes at him secretly, he walked out of the side with a smile.

Walking not far in front of Zhang Jian's black-clothed man, he looked the black-clothed man up and down from head to toe, and said with a light smile: "Good strength, the Song family really has a deep heritage, not only spirits but also such masters, and they have fought back and forth with Mr. Four." ”

After a pause, he said quietly: "However, today's incident is a small misunderstanding, why should the two of you be so angry, or is the word Dingshan important, why don't you reveal it?" ”

Seeing that both of them were silent.

Pei Chaoba's eyes bent, and he smiled more and more closely: "That's right, it's better to settle the grievances than to settle them!" ”

A series of changes also overwhelmed everyone present, and finally Tuoba Jin felt that something was wrong, and if it continued, it would be a big deal, he also walked over, looked at Zhang Jian's unusually serious expression, smiled dumbly, coughed a few times, and said: "Mr. Four, forget it, just give me a face for Xiaojuxian Mountain." ”

Zhang Jian's gaze flickered a few times.

The candlelight in the courtyard jumped, illuminating Zhang Jian's face, and it was clearly extinguished.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded faintly, "Mr. Four, forget it, what are you angry with for the junior of Huaiyuan and the Song family!" ”

It was Sun Baicao who spoke.

Zhang Jian sighed lightly: "From beginning to end, it's not what I want to do, but that his Song family is too domineering to watch." ”

With a gentle word, the atmosphere in the courtyard was brought back to the second master of the Song family.

Gloomy and solemn.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the second master of the Song family, and then he laughed slowly and gloomily, "My Song family has always done things like this, people don't feel domineering, they are used to it, but you Confucian Zhang Jian can't see it, I think it's deliberately looking for trouble!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the courtyard was quiet, except for the occasional burst of candles and the sound of clanging, there was nothing else.

The corners of Zhang Jian's eyebrows raised, then drooped again, and then raised, and a little shocked shadow slowly appeared in his pupils.

Qin Xian looked at these subtle changes in Mr. 's expression and knew that he was angry.

Zhang Jian was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Accustomed to it? ”

The aura of Haoran is turbulent.

It shows his mood at the moment.

couldn't help but ask: "Your Song family is so domineering, is it because there is a Song son, or because of raising a bunch of spirits?" ”

sighed in his heart, but his face was still calm, and he stretched out his hand to caress the hair of the fat woman next to him, and his movements were extremely gentle and evil.

"Both?" The second master of the Song family laughed in the dark.

Then he looked at the fourth and fourth Mr. of Confucianism who was called the statue of the saint master in the cultivation world, known as the reincarnation of the saint, Confucian cultivation for insight, wisdom and resourcefulness are all otherworldly, holding the Confucian word "filial piety", and he has always been a person on the top of the mountain.

But even so, he still asked word by word, very seriously, "You...... Can you kill me? ”

Zhang Jian suddenly paused, turned around, and looked at him quietly.

Maybe his fingers trembled because he was so angry, he said, "Maybe ......"

The second master of the Song family lowered his eyes and smiled, and the banter and pity in the depths of his eyes ...... All of this was revealed, making her whole person look even more weird.

Those who know him well know,

He had never laughed like this.

Or, since the Song family compound became the richest man in the world, he has never laughed like this.

But now, he smiled.

Then, in the most precious voice in the world, he said: "Then come!" ”

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Snowy and foggy.

A man and a woman walked on the streets of Stone Town, looking at this new city, opening in Zuzhou, and the plum blossoms dotted with it were naturally eye-catching, especially girls.

The girl is in the northwest desert, there are not many flowers and herbs, only the locust flowers are there every year, now I see the winter especially the plum blossom as the most, a little fragrant white such as a cluster, Feifei such as snow such as jade, dotted with the scenery of quiet streets, showing an inexplicable winter.

The fragrance of plum blossoms says that it is a good year.

The young man stood on the city wall with his hands in his hands, white mist falling all over his shoulders.

He looked into the distance, his pupils reflected the white snow, and he whispered, "Good luck." ”

Then he took something out of his bosom and turned it gently.

It is a copper coin that has been rubbed a little by time.

The girl was curious and tilted her head to look at him, "Han Tong, what is this for?" ”

"Look at the fortune." Han Tong said lightly, holding the copper coin in his hand, and then pinched it gently.

"Ahh

The girl suddenly heard Han Tong snort, and when she looked at it again, the copper coin actually cracked in the middle, and a piece of yellow paper fell out of it.

On the yellow paper, the handwriting is mottled, but it is a proverb:

"Han Tongluo fish, the destiny of heaven is related,

In troubled times, fate is unpredictable.

The copper coin is cracked, and the yellow paper is present,

Fate is entangled, and fate originates and dies. "

Seeing this, the girl was shocked, felt very magical, and asked, "Han Tong, when will you know the divination?" Can you teach me? ”

Han Tong pretended to frown, pondered for a moment, and said: "The awakening of the bloodline is unpredictable, but since you and I have met, we can teach you and go to the future together." ”

After that, Han Tong took the yellow paper into his arms and took the girl's hand, the girl did not suspect him, he pulled it, and the corner of the young man's mouth pulled a bad smile.

While the two were walking, Han Tong was talking nonsense to the girl about the mystery of blood awakening and divination.

"Bloodline Awakening is a mysterious power passed down from our Han family's ancestors, it originated from our ancestors, and after thousands of years of inheritance, it has become extremely powerful." Han Tong said nonsense.

The girl listened attentively, and her heart was full of curiosity. She looked at Han Tong with a twinkle in her eyes.

"So, how can we awaken the bloodline?" The girl asked.

Han Tong smiled slightly and said, "Awakening the bloodline requires a certain opportunity. Some people will suddenly awaken when they encounter danger, and some people need to awaken through cultivation in a special environment. ”

As he spoke, Han Tong suddenly rolled his eyes,

"I have a way, maybe you can wake up too." Han Tong said.