Jiang Fengxing said to Jiang Yuehe again: "I haven't seen your uncle yet." ”

Jiang Yuehe already had a bad premonition in her heart, but the matter had come to this point, she had to stand up and bow: "Niece Jiang Yuehe has seen her uncle. ”

Jiang Yuehe Jiang Kui didn't have a good face, he didn't even snort and didn't hear it, Jiang Yuehe returned to his place with a flushed face and sat down.

Jiang Kui looked at Jiang Fengxing and sneered: "Since you still respect the old man as your uncle, why do you do such a rebellious thing to forget the sect?"

Jiang Fengxing hurriedly said, "Why did uncle say that?"

Jiang Kui said: "Do you know who the old man is now?"

Jiang Fengxing glanced at Jiang Xiyan, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, Jiang Kui said: "I am now Xiyan's guard." ”

Jiang Kui is the eldest of the eight-person group, in addition to protecting the head of the family, he also serves as the duty of supervising the head of the family, and if the head of the family really makes a mistake, they also have to enforce the rules.

Jiang Yuehe's eyes widened, she suspected that she had heard it wrong, in fact, everyone present suspected that she had heard it wrong, Jiang Fengxing asked, "Is it my father's arrangement?"

Jiang Kui's eyes were like torches, and he said: "Yes, it was your father's arrangement, and he kept this hand because he was afraid that someone would be dissatisfied with his successor in the future." ”

Jiang Fengxing only felt that his mouth was full of bitterness, and his father would put him together even if he died.

Jiang Kui said coldly: "The old man saw the events of that day very clearly, do you want the old man to repeat it?"

Jiang Fengxing's face is like ashes, Jiang Kui's identity is there, these words are tantamount to closing the coffin, but how can he be willing, succumbing to Jiang Xiyan's little girl for more than two years has made him very aggrieved, and finally found a reason to force her to leave, and a Jiang Kui appeared halfway. Jiang Fengxing endured and endured it before he endured a mouthful of blood in his heart.

Jiang Xiyan said: "Thank you uncle for returning the innocence of my niece and granddaughter." After speaking, he turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuehe, "Cousin, what should you do now?"

Jiang Yuehe's face was pale, she almost couldn't sit still, she looked at her father for help, Jiang Fengxing only had a son and a daughter, and he couldn't do it if he watched Jiang Yuehe be executed.

But as an elder of the Presbyterian Church, he must be fair and impartial in his work, otherwise how can he serve the public.

Jiang Fengxing suddenly understood, he glared at Jiang Xiyan fiercely, in fact, Jiang Xiyan didn't want Jiang Yuehe's life, what was the use of a Jiang Yuehe to her, what she wanted was herself, and he wanted to take the initiative to resign from the presbyterian council.

Up to now, Xiao Banxian has thrown himself into Jiang Xiyan, turning the tide with the power of one person, it is only a quarter of an hour on the table, but it definitely takes a lot of effort to do it.

Jiang Xiyan has been planning, just like Jiang Fengxing and Jiang Yuehe have been looking for an opportunity to bring her down, Jiang Xiyan is also looking for an opportunity.

Jiang Xiyan didn't move, Jiang Fengxing didn't say anything, but this situation was going to be broken after all, Jiang Fengxing stood up, his body was trembling, he knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "The little girl murdered the head of the family first, framed the head of the family later, and the two crimes were punished together, and she was executed for cutting her tongue, but the old man only had one son and one daughter, and the old man was old, so he forgave the little girl's life." ”

Jiang Yuehe rushed to Jiang Fengxing's side, "Dad, why are you kneeling this cheap person." After speaking, he yelled at Jiang Xiyan: "Jiang Xiyan, aren't you afraid of five thunders? My father is your uncle." ”

At this moment, Zhou Xinqi, who was about to leave, was stunned, she heard the exclamations of the people around her, and when she turned around, she looked at the stone tablet of the first chapter of the grass and trees, and saw the turtle that was in first place there. She frowned slightly at first, and quickly let go, without the slightest wave in her heart, in her mind, the first stone tablet of this grass and tree was obtained when she first became an outer disciple, and at that time, she didn't use all her strength, not to mention that she was completely different from back then.

Helian Yi turned his head, and many years later, he remembered that the young man in a somewhat dull moon-white robe was sitting there with his legs hanging, holding a bowl of tea in both hands, and his eyebrows were crooked and his eyes were smiling. There are no superfluous honorifics, no old-fashioned pretenses, just an understatement that you and I are commensurate, and say it in a casual tone—at least it will give you a place to go back.

Mrs. Sheng has very strict rules, after saying this, the girl in the room did not make a sound, the mother and son talked for a while, Sheng Hong moved her lips several times to mention one thing, but retracted back, and the room was cold for a while, Mrs. Sheng glanced at him, holding the tea bowl and gently plucking the tea, the mother on the side was very eye-catching, and softly beckoned the maid and woman in the house to go out.

When Cheng Shuo heard this, he saw that his sweetheart was looking at him with a pair of wonderful eyes, and he wanted to say nothing, although he was secretly happy, he kept the commandment of the black girl, and he didn't dare to say more, so he wanted to ask the name of the third uncle, but Xiangguzi was urging him away, so he had to say goodbye with him, and left the second daughter and walked out.

"Yes, the old slave is retired. Chen Da replied with a wooden face, bowed down, and led the little eunuchs in the study out of the study indifferently, but at the moment of turning around, the faint sarcasm in his eyes came out unconcealedly, and was immediately seen by Li Xian, who was always paying attention to his every move.

The three of them are as empty as the Zen master, the head of the Yiyang Dao, and the old man of Kunlun, but they are all the cultivators of Mount Tai who collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and he didn't even blink his eyelids, and sat with his eyes closed, with a clear expression. Only the muscles of Gerchi's cheeks twitched, and his eyes flashed before he returned to his original state.

Li Qinghou's eyes widened, knowing that this Bai Xiaochun had a stubborn personality, and he was just expelling him from the sect to make him have a sense of crisis, I was afraid that it was not enough, and thinking of this son's fear of death, Li Qinghou's right hand suddenly raised, and with a flick of his big sleeve, he flew out of the courtyard directly with Bai Xiaochun and went straight to the top of the mountain.

I smiled, and at a glance I saw Tao Tao staring and pursing her lips and waiting for her grandfather to continue to complain, waiting for a good show to play, gloating, I coughed at her, and she raised an eyebrow and stuck out her tongue when she saw me.

Oe pulled away from them and hurried towards her. She had a feeling that he didn't want her to come near them. I don't know if he was too solemn or dissatisfied with her being late, he even struggled to smile at the corner of his mouth. Frostfall suddenly found that there was little amusement in his demeanor, that his coldness and eagerness were unexpected, and that she was unprepared for what would happen next.

Zhan Hua saw that the prince didn't seem particularly angry, and stared at Ah Bao fiercely, but he laughed slowly, and said, "You can hide some things, but some things are difficult." ”

Deng Xiao's muscles swelled, and in an instant, he turned into a majestic and powerful lizardman more than three meters tall, with a thick and long tail wagging vigorously behind his back, and a smug smile appeared on the face of the wrinkled monster.

Human society has moved from the savage jungle to the plain of civilization, and the biggest change is that we know how to look up. One is to look up to the gods of heaven and earth, and the other is to look up to the heroes of the world. People have established totems for the first kind of look-up and reputation for the second-type of look-up.

A strong woman - a very strong woman, Jane. Tall, brown-skinned, plump hair, a Carthaginian woman would probably have.

Even when he laughed at the table, his eyes sparkled fiercely. His whole image gives the impression of vulgarity, with an ugly belly, an accented tone of speech, a grunting beard, large rough hands, and a ring of opal on his ring finger.

His skin is a typical nomadic health and dark, his facial features are resolute and deep, like a knife carving, a bit of mixed blood, his hair is naturally curly brown, but his eyes are light blue, like a peaceful lake on the grassland.

Whenever I hear that the melancholy, pure, sacrificial, respectable woman of the female saint is two fruits of the same tree as her rude, vile brother, I am amazed beyond words.

Mediocrity is a construct of the intellect, and reality, especially when it is barbaric and vulgar, forms a natural filling of the mind.

Man and tree are the same, when he wants to grow to the heights, to the light, his roots will grow stronger and stronger, downward, towards the earth, towards the darkness, towards the deep, towards the evil.

People can be as brave as a rhinoceros, even if it hurts, it's okay, see if you dare to hurt after being hurt. Most people shrank up after one pain, like an anemone, never to open again, and can only turn into a stone in the end. If you keep it open, there will be constant hurt, constant pain, but you still bloom like a flower.

Because he had been paying attention to the reaction of the Li family, and capturing this, Jiang Feng took a few more glances at the two prison guards, and soon he found that the two prison guards were very strong, and their skin was extremely dark and rough, and they were often exposed to the sun and rain outside, which should definitely not be the skin color that a prison guard should have.

The man looked at him, a man of forty or fifty years old, with a very dark face and many wrinkles on his face, a simple and industrious farmer. Compared with him, Ma Wei is full of confidence, feeling that he is so white and looks like Pan An.

It's just that this thing only has the characteristics of a pangolin on its head, and its body is almost the same as that of a triceratops, and it can't help but be big and stocky, and the armor on its body is still glowing black, and it looks harder than steel.

Patrice also clearly saw in the mirror hanging between the first and second windows on the left side of the fireplace, a resolute, powerful face that was extremely expressive at the same time.

It is a state of Eden: the body is able to exist as a complete body, without the cover of even a single grape leaf, they are both immersed in the quiet of the endless wilderness, like Adam and Eve before eating the forbidden fruit, able to face the body, outside the concept of good and evil, and more than that: in heaven there is no difference between beauty and ugliness, so that everything that makes up the body has no question of beauty and ugliness for them, everything is sweet.

Monsieur de Guermante, haughty and majestic, like a god on Mount Olympia. His wealth filled his limbs, as if in a crucible a gold ingot in human form, giving the rich man an unusually dense color.

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