Ji Chongru was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then slapped Ji Ge's shoulder and praised: "It's okay." ”

In fact, he didn't tell Ji Ge that more than ten years ago, there were also people with outstanding talent and dual cultivation of physical and spiritual power.

When that person broke through the realm and ascended the building, he also attracted the rich and majestic martial arts luck of hundreds of households like him, and achieved the purple gold quenching body pattern.

The man had been at the top of the gold test for three years, during which time no one dared to challenge his edge.

He is the eldest son of the Ji family and Ji Qingyun, one of the twin pillars of the Ji family.

But he didn't tell Ji Ge about this, just like he told Ji Ge before, the young man's shoulders should be the breeze and the moon, and the warbler and the grass grow, not the family strife and the ghosts of the people.

And he didn't want Ji Ge to use his father's own eldest brother as a flaunt on his cultivation path.

Some people say that Ji Qingyun is a pearl and jade, and the rising star on the gold test list in the next thirty years is bleak. Whenever he hears these words, Ji Chongru will always be contemptuous, and only the top ten on the gold test list that year will know.

He is not only a jewel in front, it should be said that the moon is in the sky.

So even if he was extremely optimistic about Ji Ge at this time, he didn't want Ji Ge to be on par with his father.

But seeing Ji Ge's big move today, Ji Chongru smiled, if there is really a father, there must be a son.

Thinking of this, Ji Chongru coughed lightly a few times, and said, "Go back and tell your father-in-law about this matter." I'm afraid..."

Ji Chongru didn't say any more, back then, the eldest brother swallowed the martial arts luck of the ten famous families, and the believers didn't dare to know but didn't dare to come to the door to ask the teacher.

Ji Ge took over and said, "Second Uncle is afraid that the Xin family will come to the door and want to get back their martial arts. ”

Ji Chongru nodded, the purple-gold refining pattern on Ji Ge's body may have reached the ears of the Shadow Zhuji, and when they go back to report to their respective masters, those people are all old foxes, and they have contacted the matter of more than ten years ago before, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will come to the door to ask for guilt.

Ji Ge nodded, turned his head to look at the red crisp with a worried face, flicked her forehead with his fingers, and said, "Don't worry, your son-in-law and I'm fine." ”

Hong Su was used to seeing such a frivolous behavior of his son-in-law, nodded, poked his head out of the carriage and told the carriage master to rush back to Ji's house.

Inside the Khotanese Pavilion.

Zhou Qingyuan, who was dressed in the clothes of the Liu family, had a surge of battle intent, and the golden-red refining veins under his skin slowly climbed above the surface of his skin after the battle intent continued to be full.

After a few body refining veins on that arm appeared, Ji Qingling, who was standing in the distance, looked at Zhou Qingyuan and obviously felt a little depressed, she had this feeling.

Back then, she secretly watched the second uncle Ji Chongru compete with the ghostly pearl.

As for the end, she naturally didn't know who would win and who would lose, and at the beginning of the competition, she fainted because of the strong fighting intent on both sides.

After waking up, it was inevitable that Grandpa would be counted.

At this time, although Zhou Qingyuan in front of him was not as good as his second uncle, as a quenching martial artist, his strong fighting spirit was by no means the boast of Liu Sanqian.

"How is it? I'll just say that Uncle Zhou is very powerful, right?" Liu Sanqian, who was hiding behind Ji Qingling, muttered quietly.

Ji Qingling ignored him, and a pair of smart eyes turned his gaze to Zhao Mingting, who was dressed in black.

Directly facing the impact of the battle intent of a "layman" who quenched the double building, he was still able to stand there with a calm expression, and he was really right about the name of the demonic young man sent by others, Ji Qingling snorted coldly.

Zhao Mingting stared at Zhou Qingyuan in front of him expressionlessly, "It's really an annoying guy." ”

He slowly pinned the two fingers that were originally horizontal in front of him to Zhou Qingyuan, and said word by word: "Broken Yue." Qinglan don't look to the sky. ”

As soon as the words fell, his fingers were like three-foot edges, and his body was like thunder.

A black figure remained in place, while several afterimages had already burst towards Zhou Qingyuan, who was several feet away.

Zhou Qingyuan, who was like a fist, heard the sound of an explosion in his ears, and shouted, "It's a good time." ”

Immediately, a punch blasted out towards the front black afterimage in the form of wind and thunder.

Zhao Mingting's eyes lit up, and when he saw the fist roaring, he tapped the ground with his toes, and he could dodge it sideways, but the thunderous fist intent wrapped in the fist could not dodge.

Zhao Mingting dodged his fist sideways, and stabbed his two fingers with abundant spiritual power towards Zhou Qingyuan's throat.

Zhou Qingyuan noticed that the punch missed, and quickly withdrew his fist, bowed his right leg slightly, and suddenly retreated backwards.

As his body retreated, he saw a sword stabbed at his throat.

The sword had not yet arrived, but the thunderous edge it carried had pierced its own skin.

He was like a man, and his spine was cold, and the martial arts physique of the first floor of the quenching body couldn't stop the sharp edge between his fingers.

Zhou Qingyuan hurriedly turned his head, and Zhao Mingting's Chaotian Que finger crossed an inch from his neck.

Seeing that he failed to strike a blow, Zhao Mingting snorted coldly and looked extremely dissatisfied, his offensive of exchanging injuries for death was actually dodged by him.

He didn't stop his pace, stretched out, his figure suddenly lifted up, and his right leg lifted up and slammed into Zhou Qingyuan's chest.

Zhou Qingyuan saw that he had no intention of stopping, and when he saw a knee hit towards him, even the clay man would have three points of anger, not to mention him Zhou Qingyuan.

He stretched out his right hand and pressed his palm against Zhao Mingting's knee. Removing the force from it, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed his ankle between the lightning and flint, and then slammed his right foot on the ground to stabilize his body.

In the end, Zhou Qingyuan, who grabbed Zhao Mingting's ankle, slammed Zhou Mingting hard and smashed it into the stone pillar in the distance.

On the second floor.

Xu Qingchuan stood up and moved his body, looked at Xin Tingzhi, who was still recuperating with his eyes closed, and said, "Zhao Mingting was beaten badly enough. Can you sit still?"

Gu Qiyue nodded noncommittally, and very few agreed with Xu Qingchuan's statement.

Originally, a spiritual power cultivator and a quenching martial artist couldn't take advantage of the hand-to-hand fighting, not to mention that although he agreed that Zhao Mingting's actual combat vision was higher than many of his peers and even higher than himself.

But he was facing Zhou Qingyuan of the Liu family, the "layman" of the second floor.

Zhou Qingyuan, who wants to compete with his own Gu Hanzhi for the physique of the copper-skinned martial artist.

And the sound of the fight downstairs before was heard clearly by the three people sitting upstairs. Zhou Qingyuan kept his hands everywhere, while Zhao Mingting, on the other hand, was a desperate way of fighting with injuries for death, and he didn't need to look at which one was stronger or weaker, and he knew it when he heard it.

It's not that Zhao Mingting, who is in the half-step Gathering Realm, is weaker than the "layman" Zhou Qingyuan, but it is really not irrational to be tough with a layman in the double building.

"Wait, I don't think Ming Ting will lose. Xin Tingzhi slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently.

A pair of deep eyes constantly have essence flashing and shining.

"Do you know whose body is the middle-grade spiritual weapon that Zhao Fuqin, the head of the Zhao family, took during the Liu family's trip to the city?" Xin Tingzhi looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.

Gu Qiyue heard Xin Tingzhi mention the medium-grade spirit weapon, and instantly became interested.

The eldest son of the ancient family doesn't like gorgeous clothes, and Xu Qingchuan, who is amazing in talent next to him, must go out in a luxurious robe, he only wears a brown robe. He is not fond of delicious food and brew, even if there is a special chef in the house, he will only pick some vegetarian meals, and he only drinks tea. I don't like luxury, if it weren't for Xu Qingchuan's request this time, he wouldn't have taken the carriage of the Four Spirit Horses.

In short, Gu Qiyue is simple about food, clothing, and daily life, but she is obsessed with spiritual weapons, exercises, and spirits.

So when he heard Xin Tingzhi mention the medium-grade spirit weapon, he leaned forward slightly, and his eyes revealed a fanatical possessiveness.

Xu Qingchuan looked desireless, he walked to the window bar on the second floor, stood with his hands in his hands, and replied, "Brother Tingzhi said that the cup is the lotus cup?"

Xin Tingzhi nodded, and said to Gu Qiyue: "I heard that the Gu family also participated in that auction, but the Zhao family, who was in the limelight at that time, took the lead and won the middle-grade spiritual weapon. ”

"Otherwise, I think that at this time, the cup of He Lian is probably in the hands of Brother Gu and not on Ming Ting. ”

Gu Qiyue's face was a little ugly, if it weren't for the fact that his father refused to raise the price with the Zhao family in Liancheng that day, how could the medium-grade spiritual weapon that he was determined to obtain fall into the hands of the Zhao family, and it would not appear on a stinky Zhao Mingting at the moment.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said no more.

"The head of the Zhao family has always doted on Zhao Mingting, so there is news that after taking the cup of He Lian that day, it was handed over to him that night. Of course, I've only heard about it, but today's battle intent came out of Brother Tingzhi's mouth, and I think it's still very credible. Xu Qingchuan turned around and said slowly.

"Hmph, I actually handed over a medium-grade spiritual weapon to a young man who has not dried up, should I say that his Zhao family is rich or should I say that he Zhao Fu Qin Yelang is arrogant?" Gu Qiyue crushed the delicacies on the ground with her feet and sneered.

"Brother Missing Moon, I am sincere. Xin Tingzhi glanced at him, and the cold glint in his eyes was even better.

"Okay, Brother Gu, today we are here to discuss how to deal with Ji Ge, why bother hurting the harmony of the two families for a spiritual weapon. Xu Qingchuan stepped forward and made a round.

Downstairs.

Because Zhao Mingting was smashed by Zhou Qingyuan, the dust stirred up by Shi Zhuer slowly dissipated and fell to the ground.

Ji Qingling saw that half of Zhao Mingting's body was smashed into the stone pillar, and his black clothes were now ragged, and his hair was messy.

She opened her mouth and laughed loudly: "It's really like a human dog." ”

Zhou Qingyuan was also staring at him, as a layman in the Quenching Double Building, his intuition told him that a demonic boy who gathered in the realm of half-step was not so simple to lose.

Boom.

And a stone fell quietly from the pillar.

Zhao Mingting, who was originally smashed into the stone pillar and unconscious, moved his fingers slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

With a low shout, the violent spiritual power that burst out of his body directly ravaged the stone pillar behind him and annihilated it into dust.

Zhao Mingting stood up, patted the dust on his body, looked down at the tattered clothes on his body, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Licking his scarlet lips, he said coldly: "Over the years, you are the first guy to make me so embarrassed. ”

"But now that I've had enough, you're going to die. ”