"What? You're going to take him away?"

"Looks like I've already said it once, do I need to repeat it?"

Du Xijie and Lin Wan'er's injuries improved slightly, and Jian Hanyun was about to take them back to the Sword Sect. Nishang was not allowed, and argued with Jian Hanyun.

"You can go, but he can't. Nishang pointed at Du Xijie and said categorically.

Jian Hanyun smiled disdainfully, conjured up another bottle of wine out of nowhere, took the bottle in his hand and played with it, and said playfully: "What if I want to take my son away? Can you stop me?"

Nishang's face remained unchanged, his eyes looked directly at Jian Hanyun, and he replied without humility or arrogance: "I can't stop him, but he still can't go." After entering my Qimen, I went to report to my uncle in advance. ”

With a hissing sound, eleven swords appeared out of thin air, and the blades of the swords pointed directly at Ni Shang. Jian Hanyun lazily carried the wine bottle, tore open the vermilion paint on the seal of the wine bottle, and snorted coldly: "The old lady doesn't even pay attention to those old immortals in the Golden City, what can you do with me? Get out of the way quickly to avoid the pain of flesh and skin." If it weren't for the fact that you were with my son, you would have been a dead man. ”

Jian Hanyun's voice was not loud, but at this time, the spirit soldiers came out together, and the momentum of the superior person was like a tsunami. Du Xijie and Lin Wan'er on the side were slightly affected by this momentum, and they also felt a little stuffy in their chests.

The strange thing is that in the center of this imposing storm, Ni Shang seems to have not been affected in any way, and her face still does not change. Raising his eyes, he skimmed the sword hanging in his head, and attracted the spiritual energy in his body to pour into the lifeline, and the spirit soldier slowly grew out of his body.

This time, the spirit soldiers of Ni Shang are three swords, and the style is exactly the same as three of the swords of Jian Hanyun. The three spirit soldiers were lined up and inserted on the ground, and Ni Shang held the hilt of one of the swords and said: "If you want to fight, you will fight, where is there so much nonsense." If I don't die, it will be your nightmare. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... Interesting. "Jian Hanyun was drinking, and he choked on the wine that was amused by the threat of Ni Shang, and the Tianjie master was threatened by a yellow three-grid Nizi, this thing is really ridiculous. This Xuanwu Continent must also be the first time.

Du Xijie knew that his mother was not good-tempered, so he said that the officials of the Golden City had tracked down so far yesterday, and if they wanted to arrest the murderer of the sheriff, they were sent away by Jian Hanyun three times and two times, and they didn't even use the spirit soldiers.

Among those officials, there was even a captain who was already a ground-level master, and he didn't catch Jian Hanyun's move. Jian Hanyun did not take the lives of these officials, but just reported his name, and all the officials changed their faces.

Jian Hanyun said again: "Tell those old immortals, just say that I, Jian Hanyun, came to the Golden City to go around, and I happened to get drunk and went crazy and accidentally hit hard, chopped a descendant, if you want to catch the murderer, just let them come in person." If you don't dare, don't send a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crabs to disturb the old lady to drink in the future. ”

Jian Hanyun still spoke so domineeringly. Facts have also proved that Jian Hanyun has domineering capital. Not long after those officials left, several stewards of the Golden City gathered at the inn, but they did not come to find trouble with Jian Hanyun, but to visit the old people in the name of beauty. As for the murder of the sheriff, there was no mention of it, and the matter was settled.

At this time, Nishang actually dared to draw his sword at Jian Hanyun, and he was indeed quite bold. Jian Hanyun's words were not to fool Nishang, but to be the truth. If it weren't for the fact that Ni Shang and Du Xijie were from the same door, I am afraid that this woman with a bad temper would have been a killer when Ni Shang was in front of Jian Hanyun.

Du Xijie was shocked when he saw this, he couldn't understand his mother's temper anymore, and he and Wan'er could still make a few jokes when she was in the mood, but Jian Hanyun definitely didn't have a good face in the face of outsiders. Ni Shang dared to face Jian Han Yun Liangjian, almost looking for death.

"Hehe, courage and ability are good. What kind of talent is it? is not afraid of the old lady's momentum, can you still run the aura freely?" Jian Hanyun coughed dryly for a while, coughed out the wine in his throat, and said to Nishang. Although the tone was ordinary, his hand gradually raised, and he was ready to take Nishang's life after a word of discord.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Du Xijie hurriedly rushed between the two, but he didn't want to hit Du Xijie like a giant hammer as soon as he fought the tsunami, his legs and stomach couldn't help but weaken, and he unconsciously knelt on the ground.

Jian Hanyun saw Du Xijie blocking it, and as soon as his momentum was retracted, Du Xijie suddenly felt that his body was clear, and he took a deep breath of air, only then did he feel that his body was a little more comfortable, and he slowly stood up and said: "Mother, although Nishang has a strange personality, she has no malicious intent. That's right, I'm already a member of the Qimen, can you let the two of us go back to the Qimen first to report to the master of the sect before leaving?"

The liquor in the bottle went down his throat and into his abdomen, and when he swallowed the liquor rapidly, his stomach was hot, and his throat and stomach walls ached. This kind of taste is not pleasant, but Jian Hanyun seems to like this taste very much, as if this burning sensation in her inner abdomen can calm her. After a few sips of wine, Jian Hanyun's expression softened a little, and he accepted the spirit soldier.

Jian Hanyun drank all the wine in the bottle and said, "I am an elder of the Sword Sect, and I naturally know the rules of the sect. Nor is he unreasonable. In this way, I will repair a letter and let you, the senior sister of the same sect, take it with you, but the matter of leaving today cannot be changed. ”

Jian Hanyun hadn't finished speaking, but Nishang moved, pulled out a sword and walked behind Du Xijie, strangled Du Xijie's neck with one hand, and raised the sword with the other, hanging behind Du Xijie's head.

Nishang used Du Xijie's body to block herself, only revealing half of her face, and said to Jian Hanyun: "This matter is not negotiable, it must be reported to my uncle for decision, and if my uncle agrees to let him leave, he can leave." Leaving without permission is regarded as a traitor, and there is no forgiveness for killing. ”

Ni Shang's actions were like sparks igniting a dynamite barrel, instantly detonating Jian Hanyun's unstable explosive barrel. Jian Hanyun is definitely not good-tempered, how can he tolerate other people's threats. The most annoying thing is that the other party is still a yellow-haired girl.

"Boom!"

If you look at the Golden City from afar, you will find that a puff of smoke and dust suddenly rises in a corner of the city, and the smoke and dust float very high, raising dozens of meters. The caravan from a long distance can clearly see the Golden City from afar.

The smoke cleared, Jian Hanyun stared at Ni Shang with a fierce expression, the surroundings were already a ruined area, the inn and the surrounding shops were already a ruined area, but the strange thing was that none of the people in the house were injured.

Jian Hanyun didn't drink again this time, just took the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Do you think I won't be able to kill you like this?" If you have the ability, try it to see if you kill my son first, or if I kill you first." I bet your sword hasn't shaved off half of my hair, and you're already dead. ”

Nishang said without humility or arrogance: "I believe that this level is not to say that it is you, even my uncle can do it." But don't underestimate me. ”

Jian Hanyun's eyes moved, but he saw that there seemed to be something strange about the hand that Nishang was holding Du Xijie hostage. From the palm of his hand, some metallic liquid slowly flowed, and the liquid was hidden between Du Xijie's hair, quietly flowing into Du Xijie's brain along the ears and eyes of Du Xijie's left ear.

Jian Hanyun's expression was even more ugly, and he spat and said, "Phew, Qimen Blade." Very good...... Have the guts!"

After a while, I saw Du Xijie's whole face gradually change color, and after a while, it was black. Ni Shang said viciously: "Those who betray the sect will not be killed, even if they die, they will be punished." ”