Xin Liuping looked at Wang Bufu, who was lying on the ground and was completely covered in blood, and the fifth in Xiaoxiang that year died in his own hands.

If it weren't for the Ji family, maybe his retirement life would still be three meals a day, coarse tea and light rice, no different from ordinary people in the market.

But he just wanted to intervene sideways, stopped in front of him this morning, and stood on the side of the Ji family.

Does the world think that the Ji family is still the Ji family of the era when the Ji family was double?

Back then, he was not afraid of them, not to mention that now there is only one of the two biblios, and the Ji family is no longer in its prime.

Hearing the sound of fierce fighting around him slowly weakening, Xin Liuping waved his sleeves, straightened his chest and said, "Let's go, go to Ji's house." ”

"Master, the extent of your injuries—" a shadow henchman asked in a loud voice, standing beside him.

Xin Liuping glanced at him and said coldly, "It's okay. ”

How could these shadow guards be aware that Xin Liuping clenched his right hand hidden in his sleeve robe, and although he had stopped the bleeding with pure spiritual power, his palm was still aching.

Then an order was given, and the group of people Hao Hao Tang Tang was like a dark green long dragon with a magnificent momentum, and its dragon head pointed directly at the Ji family.

After Xin Liuping and his party left, a childish boy opened the courtyard door and trotted out, ran to Wang Bufu's side, and carefully wiped him clean with his sleeve after seeing the bleeding man's face.

Then, after he saw the man's true face, he was obviously laughing, but tears were rolling in his eyes.

"If you show this early, I will send a message to my sister for you to marry you. ”

"Didn't you always say that you like my sister, you get up, I will let my sister marry you when you get up!"

"Obviously, I used to talk to me, why is it that I am not angry now..."

"You say it's not good for you to provoke anyone, why do you want to go against Xin Liuping? Who is he you don't know? Are you stupid?"

This boy named Zhao Shenjiang, a child from the side branch of the Zhao family, squatted beside Wang Bufu's corpse, first muttering quietly, and finally lying on Wang Bufu's body and crying.

After he choked intermittently for a long time, Zhao Shenjiang got up, glanced coldly at the Zhumen High Courtyard of the Xinjia family, and ran back to his courtyard.

Someone will not collect the body for the king. Zhao Shenjiang, who was still a child at the time, told him this after being approached by a sloppy man who claimed to be a friend of Wang's best friend.

In front of the Gu family's mansion, a middle-aged man with a bloody face and tattered clothes fell to the ground with a weak breath.

There was a deep blood mark on the drunken face of the ancients in brocade clothes standing in front of him, and half of his face had been stained red with blood, and at this time, the ancients looked at the middle-aged man at his feet with a hideous face.

"The jackdaw who is seventh on the Xiaoxiang list, Yang Jizhi, you are nothing more than that. ”

Having said that, the ancients still spit out a large mouthful of blood when they were drunk, and they were accidentally trapped in a spiritual storm before, and now there is still blood in their bodies.

The ancients drunkenly wiped the blood from his face, and his ferocity skyrocketed, and he stomped on the back of Yang Zhizhi, and then kicked him out.

"Head of the house, do you want to go back to the mansion to rest?" said one of the jewel elites.

The ancients were drunk and knocked him to the ground with a palm.

"Ji family!"

Then he waved his hand and led the Zhuji elite towards the direction of Ji's house.

In front of the royal compound.

Wang Youjun's finger pierced the chest of an old man in front of him.

When he saw the resolute look in the old man's eyes, he hurriedly stepped back, but it was too late.

Wang Youjun was affected by the old man's self-detonating spirit body, and his body was swept up to the wall by the spiritual storm.

The body is sunk deep in the wall, more than two feet.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Youjun stood up from the wall and walked out.

"Oh, how can I say that he is also the eighth person on the Xiaoxiang list, and he is even more leaky in Chang'an. ”

"Why did you make the Ji family's dog legs, and you have to pose with me as if you were dead in the net. Wang Youjun clutched the left side of his chest, and it seemed that there were several broken ribs.

Wang Youjun looked at the bloody corpse in front of the palace with a disgusted expression, and beckoned to Yuan Liuqing, the doorman in front of the palace.

"Clean this up, and if I come back and find a little blood here, I'll have someone else to sit on your doorman's bench. ”

Yuan Liuqing, who was running over, bowed and nodded and said yes again and again.

"Young Master, what should we do with this corpse?" Yuan Liuqing asked in a whisper.

"Chop it up and take it to the backyard to feed the dogs. Wang Youjun put down this sentence lightly and heavily, and then his figure rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

Yuan Liuqing looked at the corpse with blurred flesh and blood, missing arms and legs, and pouted with embarrassment.

The spiritual power monks themselves have seen a lot, although the monks of the half-step condensation realm can be called rare, but as the doorman of the palace, he has still seen a few monks with cultivation as advanced as him come to visit the old master.

But on weekdays, they are high up on the top, and they are cultivators who regard the lives of people in the world as mustard, but now they are dying on the streets like a mess of mud.

There's no way, who let him meet his young master, the Wang family was proud back then!

What is this called? It's called a mountain and a mountain high. Doorman Yuan Liuqing thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Yuan Liuqing stepped forward impatiently, and was about to hold up the corpse, drag it to the backyard and chop it up and feed it to the dog according to what the master said.

"Wait. Yuan Liuqing heard someone behind him stop him, carefully recognized the voice, and hurriedly turned around and bowed to the ground, "The little one has seen Young Master Zhixu." ”

"Hmm. Wang Zhixu, who was dressed in white, crossed Yuan Liuqing, walked in front of the corpse, and after repeatedly probing with the spiritual power line, he finally shook his head.

The spiritual power in the body has dissipated, and because the spiritual power just now exploded and the muscles and veins were broken, there was absolutely no possibility of re-treatment.

"I took this corpse with me, if the eldest brother asks you to tell the truth. After Wang Zhixu finished speaking, he used his spiritual power to hold up the corpse, and the figure also rose from the ground and turned into a consistent Changhong disappeared into the sky.

Yuan Liuqing was happy to save trouble, walked back to the door of the house slowly, squatted on the steps, raised his head, looked at the sky, and had nothing to do.

In front of the Zhao family's mansion.

Zhao Fuqin looked at the woman who was dying on the ground in front of him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He, Zhao Fuqin, is not the kind of soft-hearted person, so he still does this kind of thing.

Zhao Fuqin recognized this woman, the woman's surname was Leng Mingxiang, known as Jin Qi, and she was the tenth person on the Xiaoxiang list.

The reason why I know her is because she is the only woman in the top ten of the Xiaoxiang list.

Originally, it was not easy for a woman to live in peace in this world, not to mention that she occupied the tenth position on the Xiaoxiang list on the cultivation road.

Doing that murderous business with that gang of ruthless outlaws.

But such a woman is now dying in front of herself.

His hair was messy and his face was covered in blood.

It was still a graceful woman who was graceful when they first met.

Zhao Mingting stepped on Leng Xiang's face, crushed it a few times, and asked sharply, "Did the Ji family send you?"

The woman named Leng Xiang kept silent, just glared at Zhao Fuqin viciously.

Just like the previous Wang Bufu, she also received a letter from the Ji family last night.

It was a letter from Old Man Ji, not to ask her to meddle in this matter, let alone ask her to stop Zhao Fuqin, but to persuade her not to wade into this troubled water.

The woman was not easy, she finally went ashore, how could she let her wet skirt. When he wrote this letter, Old Man Ji thought so.

But Leng Xiang, like the three of them, was almost killed in the pursuit and revenge of the enemy in the early years, if it weren't for Old Man Ji, she would have set foot on Huangquan Road a long time ago.

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"Why do you need to ask so much?" finally Leng Xiang said coldly, "It's like an aunt." ”

Hearing her reply like this, Zhao Fuqin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the strength under his feet became a little heavier.

Leng Xiangyin's teeth clenched and he didn't say a word.

Since she stood up in front of Zhao Fuqin today, the worst result was already expected.

Isn't it just a matter of death?

"Do you really think I won't dare to kill you?" Zhao Fuqin's right palm spiritual power slowly condensed, and a fist-sized silver-white spiritual power light cluster was pinched in Zhao Fuqin's hand.

Immediately, his wrist flipped over, and the spiritual power light in his hand pressed down.

Heavy as a thousand pounds, as strong as Mount Tai.

Leng Xiang's eyes were closed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling.

Young Master Qingyun, I'll go down to you.

"Whoosh. ”

The sound of breaking through the air sounded in Zhao Fuqin's ears, and not only that, but what followed was two spiritual power training, which came straight towards Zhao Fuqin.

Zhao Fuqin couldn't care about the cold incense under his feet, and his body retreated backwards.

Leng Xiang felt that the spiritual power light above his head had not fallen, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white suit standing in front of him, and in the distance was Zhao Fuqin, who was slightly embarrassed.

"Master Zhao, why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade so much?" Leng Xiang heard the man in white in front of him say loudly.

The voice is cold, although it is a joke, but there is an indifference between the words that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Only then did Zhao Fuqin see that the person who shot at him was actually Wang Zhixu of the Wang family, and he was still carrying the corpse of an old man in his hand.

"Wang Zhixu, what do you mean?" Zhao Fuqin asked in a cold voice. The spiritual power of the two palms emerged, ready to go.

Wang Zhixu threw the corpse in his hand on the ground, turned his head to Leng Xiang behind him and said, "This is the person who is with you." It's dead. ”

Leng Xiang glanced at the bloody corpse in front of him and was indifferent.

Wang Zhixu turned his head to Zhao Fuqin and said: "The head of the Zhao family doesn't have to be like this, this person wanted to stop my brother before, but he was bombarded, and at this time my brother has already gone to the Ji family, I am just worried that the woman behind me is going to delay Brother Fu Qin, so I have the heart to deal with this woman for Fu Qinzhong." ”

"Fu Qinzhong just needs to go to Ji's house to ask for the guilt with peace of mind. Wang Zhixu archer said.

Zhao Fuqin snorted coldly and said, "You would be so kind?"

"My Wang family and the Zhao family are a faction, the so-called sharing of honor and disgrace, isn't it that Brother Fu Qin can't trust our Wang family?" Wang Zhixu said with a smile.

"If Brother Fu Qin hesitates any longer, I'm afraid that the rest of the family heads will have already boarded the door to the Ji family. ”

Wang Zhixu reminded again.

Zhao Fuqin snorted coldly, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body turned into a streamer of light and soared straight into the sky.

Wang Zhixu saw Zhao Fuqin leaving, clapped his hands, turned to Leng Xiang and asked, "Can you stand up?"

Leng Xiang saw that Wang Zhixu asked Zhao Fuqin to rush to Ji's house, originally she was grateful for saving her life, but now she was a little disgusted with this person.

It turned out that they were all raccoon dogs.

Wang Zhixu saw that she was silent about her inquiry, sighed, and said: "Explain in advance, I didn't kill the old gentleman next to you, but it was inconvenient for me to save him at that time." ”

"Besides, I don't need to tear my face with the Zhao family for you now. ”

"Although I don't know how you acted, I guess there are people on the Xu family's side who will stop you. ”

Wang Zhixu glanced down at Leng Xiang, thought for a while, and said lightly: "Let's go, I'll take you back to heal first." ”

In fact, there is another sentence that Wang Zhixu did not say.

They are all women, why should women be embarrassed by women.