Chapter 102: Water streaks are like broken snow

Ji Xuan opened his eyes suddenly.

He couldn't believe that today, in the twilight of his dying old age, Song Hengjiang still dared to say such a thing and make such a request!

Of course he knew Song Hengjiang's domineering.

Song Hengjiang is strong, and he has also picked up rumors.

But why is that?

Dare to humiliate him Ji Xuan?

Even the prime minister and the general have never had such an attitude towards him.

For a moment, he couldn't believe it was real.

But looking at Song Hengjiang's eyes.

The eyes that were cloudy and dizzy before, but now they are full of essence.

He had to believe it was true.

This is the condition of Song Hengjiang.

Because he is Song Hengjiang!

......

In the territory of Zhuangguo, Zhuang Chengqian is in charge of the land, and Song Hengjiang is in charge of the water. This is the covenant of Zhuang Guoguo!

Theoretically speaking, Qingjiang Shuijun is on the same level as Zhuang Guojun.

The entire 800 miles of Qingjiang is the seat of Song Hengjiang. Both sides of the Qingjiang River are under the jurisdiction of the Song Hengjiang River.

Song Hengjiang seized this mistake and wanted to kill him.

Ji Xuan understood that the Qinghe County Guard would not come forward, the nearby Wangjiang City Lord and Fenglin City Lord would not come forward, and even no one from Zhuang Ting's side would come forward.

Because as soon as they come forward, the nature of the matter changes. Now it can be said that Ji Xuan's personal exceedance, and at that time, Zhuang Ting will be overwhelming. A major war between the human race and the water tribe in the territory of Zhuang is inevitable.

Zhuang Guo's plan to not be able to bear such a price is not only the huge loss that will be caused by internal friction, but the contradictions between all the water tribes and the human race in the present world that will spread or detonate because of this.

Zhuang Guo cannot afford this responsibility.

Is Song Hengjiang willing to kill him?

Obviously unwilling, otherwise he wouldn't need to talk nonsense at all, he could just do it. Ji Xuan is also a high-level official of Zhuang Ting, once he is killed, it means that the contradiction between Qingjiang Shui and Zhuang Ting is irreparable.

Qingjiang Shuifu was especially reluctant to be the one who provoked the war, because Qingjiang Shuifu was still on the weaker side.

But does Song Hengjiang dare to kill him?

There is no need to imagine this question at all.

There is no need to weigh the pros and cons, and there is no need to consider cause and effect.

The red color of Lan River has not disappeared so far, and that is Song Hengjiang's answer to all opponents.

So, Song Hengjiang, can you still kill him?

He Ji Xuan's five mansions are complete, and he is at the peak, and he is only one step away from the four-grade outer building realm.

Hundreds of years ago, Song Hengjiang's strength was undoubted. But hundreds of years later, everyone knows that his life is approaching. How much combat power does he still have?

After a bitter silence.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Bang, Bang, Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Ten sounds, no less.

Ji Xuan didn't hold back, since he had decided to accept such a humiliating thing, he would no longer twist and pinch and make people laugh in vain.

slapped himself in the face, and it was not satisfying. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

As the slap ended, Ji Xuan's clear face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He just looked at Song Hengjiang in silence, waiting for his response.

Song Hengjiang drooped his eyelids. It seems to have returned to the old state of the wind and candles.

He seemed to have some difficulty speaking, just raised his hand.

"Go ahead. ”

Then he turned around.

He Song Hengjiang is not a pestering character, since Ji Xuan is soft and accepts punishment, he will not be humiliated again and again.

There is a trip tonight, and his attitude is clear enough. Next, it depends on how the lord of Zhuang Kingdom, who sits in the deep palace, will react.

The waves sent him back into the Qing River, and the water surface met.

As a result, the waves calmed down, the waves subsided, and the entire Qingjiang River returned to calm.

The moonlight fell on the water as if nothing had happened.

The evening breeze blows, and the water ripples like broken snow.

......

From beginning to end, Ji Xuan didn't dare to mention the monk of the Anti-Criminal Division who was stabbed to death by Jiang Wang, and Song Hengjiang didn't say anything about the girl who was taken captive and fled back.

Although Ji Xuan came because of that subordinate, Song Hengjiang came for the girl under his rule.

But when the 800-mile Qingjiang River was turbulent, they all tacitly maintained a certain balance under the surface of the water.

It was a tacit red line between Zhuangting and Qingjiang Shuifu for hundreds of years.

When the turmoil dissipated, Ji Xuan stopped in place.

No one showed up at the scene, because no one was willing to face Ji Xuan's anger. But Ji Xuan knew that the humiliation he suffered today would inevitably come into some eyes.

Among the big people who were in the same column as him, he was as ugly as in broad daylight. There is no way to hide it.

But he didn't show any embarrassment, but discerned the direction and continued to walk in the direction where the white lotus was blasted away before.

Things have happened, and there is no way to save face. What he has to do is not let his gains run away. The strange white flame, that woman with good strength, once captured, will definitely have enough harvest to satisfy him.

And he was sure that in a situation like tonight, the tension between the Zhuang Ting he represented and the Qingjiang Shui tribe represented by Song Hengjiang was about to break out. No matter what kind of power is hidden behind that woman, she will never dare to show her head.

So there was still hope for him to find the woman who was dying.

And he flew back and forth for hundreds of miles, and the result, of course, was nothing.

......

However, it was said that the white lotus was blown away by a punch, the whole person flew upside down in the air, the white flames around the body were extinguished, and all the protective Dao techniques disintegrated.

She knew she had no chance, and was about to kill herself with the last of her strength.

But suddenly I felt a warmth.

Her body flew upside down, surrounded by a warm embrace.

Someone caught her.

But this person is so weak that he can't even withstand the residual strength that Ji Xuan bombarded her. Not only was the moment he caught her, he was carried upside down by her whole person, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted into her neck.

The blood, piping hot.

In the blur, Bai Lian felt that the two people had fallen to the ground, and they rolled many times in a row. But that person was always underneath, and she always had a pad.

Otherwise, the old lady will really fall apart, she thought.

This person is really weak.

Bai Lian felt that she was quickly picked up again, and then the person was probably running. Judging by the frequency of his breathing, and the fierce heartbeat in his chest that came into contact with his body, he knew that he had done his best.

But the whistling wind told Bai Lian that the speed was so slow.

If you continue like this, you're going to die, right? There's no way to escape?

It's nothing more than one more person to die......

Who is this person?

How could I have such stupid subordinates?

No, it's not. Not a single subordinate will show up here.

They, those people, are smart. Very sane.

So who is this person?

The eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Bai Lian found that it was such a difficult thing to open her eyes.

But she breathed a sigh of relief, and she had to do what she had to do.

So, open your eyes.

Bai Lian barely opened her eyes, her vision shaking blurred.

That's the bump that comes from running.

She barely focused, her gaze closed. From the angle of the chin, I finally saw the person's face clearly.

The chin is slightly rounded and not pointed. His blood-soaked lips were pursed, the bridge of his nose was upside down, and a pair of clear eyes were looking straight ahead.

It's Jiang Wang. She thought.

Then he fell into a complete coma.