Jiang Chufeng didn't move, squinting slightly at the young man in front of him.

His eyes fell on the silver gentian spear, and he couldn't help but smile and ask, "Do you know why I'm here?"

Jiang Xiaoman didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

At this time, Bai Xian's shout suddenly came from the scroll next to the young man.

Although he was included in the painting, he could see everything in the outside world, as if he was sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Even if it's just a corner, you can still see it.

In front of these two people, Bai Xian couldn't raise a trace of the arrogance when he faced the old monk, he stood in the void of heaven and earth, and shouted eagerly: "Little Hou Ye, please save me!"

Jiang Chufeng's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Jiang Xiaoman with some playfulness, and asked softly, "Let my subordinates out first, okay?"

Jiang Xiaoman still didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

He looked at his cousin quietly, he couldn't say why, the feeling of blood fusion at this moment was far weaker than when Jiang Chufeng appeared, and he was wary and jealous in his heart.

It's as if animals are born with a sense of danger.

Hehe chuckled, Jiang Chufeng said, "If you don't let go, won't I do it myself?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chufeng had already made a move.

Jiang Xiaoman only felt that for a moment, the young man who should have been called his cousin appeared on his side, and waved his hand to take the scroll that was flat on the ground into his hand.

did not turn around, Jiang Xiaoman's face remained unchanged, and the spear in his hand moved slightly horizontally, and it was a little downward.

Before Jiang Chufeng's hands were about to touch the scroll, the tip of the gun was already on the scroll.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Chufeng also held the other corner of the scroll.

This made Jiang Xiaoman's brows frown slightly, he looked at Jiang Chufeng, and said softly: "Let go, if you don't want your subordinates to have an accident." ”

As he spoke, the tip of the young man's spear stabbed into the scroll with a slight force.

In the painting, a few people only felt that the sky in this Sumeru space suddenly appeared, and a spear body as blazing as the sun, covering half of the sky, suddenly appeared.

As long as they fall a little more, not only will this already void space be torn apart, but their lives will inevitably be lost.

At this time, even the calmness of Wu Ge Lao has lost his calmness.

The old man surnamed Wu did not say a word since he was subdued into the Buddhist Gate Sumeru Ring Divine Power, and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Zen Buddhism is a miraculous power, unless one's own cultivation is much higher than that of the practitioner, the struggle is futile.

Wu Ge's old cultivation is certainly good, but he also knows that he is definitely not the opponent of the old monk named Zhanhai.

It's just that he has experienced a lot of life and death in his life, and he is much calmer than Bai Xianlai.

Since he knew that struggling was nothing more than a waste of effort, he simply handled it calmly and calmly waited for the adults behind him to come.

Ever since he entered the Wentian Pavilion more than ten years ago and became a pavilion elder, he knew very well the terrible Mr. Yun behind him.

If there is anyone in this world who can be feared by him, who was called a demon in the past on the rivers and lakes.

I'm afraid that this is the only Mr. Yun who makes him willing to stay incognito from now on, enter the Heavenly Pavilion, and become one of the most loyal and vicious dogs in Ling Tianhou's Mansion.

And the counterpart of fear is the same confidence in the unfathomable methods of that Mr. Yun.

So he was convinced that being trapped would only be temporary.

As soon as Mr. Yun and Ling Tian Houye arrived, it was only a matter of time before they got out of trouble.

Now, even he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and took a few steps back, and his expression was no longer as calm as before.

For no reason, he was convinced that if the little marquis dared to move again.

This young man with a gun really dared to destroy the picture scroll and let them all live and die in it.

Fortunately, the old man didn't seem to be afraid of death, he raised his head and looked at the two people facing each other in the real world outside the picture scroll, and muttered in a low voice: "The Jiang clan in the Southern Regions, the most important thing is the madman......

"Little boy, we know that we are wrong, please don't kill them all!" Bai Xian knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly, without the slightest arrogance that a child of the family should have.

Ever since he entered Ling Tianhou's Mansion and became Jiang Chufeng, the little marquis's companion swordsman, he himself had long since lost the arrogance that his family background should have.

It's a little more servile, or servant.

Being a servant and a slave is sometimes not a shameful thing, especially in Kyushu, where the strong are respected.

Sometimes, even if you are just a servant, you can still be honored in front of most people, and it depends on who the master behind you is.

If there is a person standing behind him like Jiang Chufeng, he is destined to be the top big man in the world in the future.

As a former companion of the swordsman, he naturally became an existence above tens of thousands of people.

And often this kind of master-servant relationship is more like brotherhood, just like between Ling Tianhou Jiang Zhan and the middle-aged scribe.

Although Jiang Chufeng couldn't see the scene in the scroll at the moment, just Bai Xian's crying voice begging for mercy already made him unhappy.

In those eyes, which were narrower than ordinary people, a cold light flashed away, and he hid it well.

The most godly service in the world is the death of the Lord.

But it's a pity that Bai Xian doesn't seem to have this kind of awareness.

Gently shaking the red on his body, Jiang Chufeng took back the hand on the scroll, put it behind his back, and said softly: "Since the little cousin won't let me, there is no reason for the elder brother to fight, but I also hope that the cousin will not hurt the lives of my subordinates." ”

Raising his hand and shaking it gently, Jiang Xiaoman put the scroll in his palm, held the gun in one hand and the scroll lightly in the other, looked at Jiang Chufeng, and said, "I really want to enter the temple, please come back tomorrow and return it together with your subordinates." ”

Standing on the spot, Jiang Chufeng asked the young man in front of him: "That woman, is she your lover?"

Jiang Xiaoman shook his head and said, "No, but she is my friend." ”

With a chuckle, Jiang Chufeng asked, "Wouldn't it be a blessing for your friend that my brother wants to marry her and let her marry into my Jiang family?"

"That's probably not what my cousin wanted, she already has a sweetheart, and her sweetheart is also my friend. Jiang Xiaoman suddenly laughed, his lips raised slightly, and he said softly: "There are thousands of women in the world, if my cousin is a girl, you can find someone who is in love,"

The sweetheart in Jiang Xiaoman's mouth naturally refers to Xiao Tang.

Even if he didn't know that Miss Xiao's heart belonged to Brother Xiaoyue, he would still make a move.

It's not because this itself is Xiao Ying's calamity, but also because Jiang Xiaoman knows that his cousin's purpose is not pure.

If you have a different purpose, go and marry someone you haven't seen before.

The marriage that comes in this way is destined to be unhappy in the future.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Jiang Xiaoman was jealous of this cousin from the beginning.

Marriage is not child's play, and it is not easy for people to be accompanied by a person of their heart for a lifetime.

And this Jiang Chufeng can even use his marriage.

Such an unscrupulous person to achieve his goals, even if he is his cousin, it is difficult to make Jiang Xiaoman feel good.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't know that the so-called Nine Phoenix Destiny Deduced by Mr. Nayun appeared on the border, and he only thought that Xiao Ying's special physique with such a special physique as the Nine Yin Xuannu had already been introduced to the hinterland of the dynasty, so he attracted his sixth uncle and this cousin.

In fact, even Mr. Yun didn't know that Xiao Ying would be the body of the Nine Yin Xuannu.

The life grid itself is a part of the Netherworld, which can be calculated, but the constitution is not.

What's more, Jiang Xiaoman and Wei Ran's attack the night before was cold and decisive, and at this time, everyone in the Iron Cloth Gate had already been taught a magic technique by many masters of the Prison Martial Pavilion.

Therefore, there is no leakage of the slightest rumor.

In addition to a few of his own people, Mo Yu, who has already turned into a handful of loess, knows.

Jiang Chufeng's face gradually cooled, he was not like the simple-minded cousin in front of him,

From the beginning of being sensible, after knowing that he was expected to compete for the supreme position of the Southern Regions.

He is just like his father, full of ambition and expectation for the position of the Holy Emperor of Great Xia.

In the Jiang clan, there has always been a saying, 'The Holy Emperor is hopeful, and immortality can be expected.' ’

Historically, anyone who has been able to sit on the highest throne in the Southern Regions in the end.

Except for a few who were willing to stay in the red dust, most of them later obtained immortality and soared to immortals.

Jiang Chufeng is different from Jiang Xiaoman, he was born in Emperor Yan City, and since he was a child, he often went into the palace to meet the emperor's grandfather.

Growing up with the Holy Emperor of Great Xia, he knew the horror of his grandfather now.

Every time I entered the palace, I knelt in front of my grandfather.

That spontaneous sense of awe was as if he was not facing the Great Xia Holy Emperor who should have called his grandfather, but a Heaven and Earth Supreme who had already become an immortal.

He knew from his father that now the emperor's grandfather had passed the fourth decline of heaven and man.

As long as the last five decays of heaven and man come, and you will be able to live forever.

At that time, the current Holy Emperor of Great Xia will give up his throne and retire to the ancestral land to concentrate on exploring the Heavenly Dao.

There are countless people in the Jiang clan, but only the heirs of the old Holy Emperor are qualified to compete for the position of the Holy Emperor.

There was already news in the palace that the old Holy Emperor would pass over the princes under his knees and choose the most outstanding one among his many grandsons, and wait for his own Heavenly and Human Five Decay Tribulations to inherit the supreme position of the Southern Regions.

This time, Uncle Yun did not hesitate to lose ten years of life to gain a glimmer of heaven for himself, and Jiang Chufeng naturally would not give up.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Jiang Xiaoman's face, like a fierce beast in the mountains and forests staring at his prey, he asked softly: "I'll ask you one last time, do you let or don't let you?"

Jiang Xiaoman didn't seem to hear it, but lightly tapped the silver spear in his hand with his fingertips, still blocking in front of Jiang Chufeng, without moving half a step at all.

"Very good!" Jiang Chufeng nodded, as soon as the words fell, there was no wind on his upper and lower robes, and a seven-foot long sword flew out from under his big sword and was held in his hand.

The next moment, he made a brazen move.

The tip of the sword was like a ray of white light, fleeting.

It was better than the bright moonlight, and in an instant, it stabbed the throat of the young man in front of him.

With his half-step innate cultivation, if this blow hits, it will definitely be a fatal blow to Jiang Xiaoman.

Like Ling Tiantian, Jiang Chufeng was already cold-hearted.

Even if he is a cousin who is connected by blood, as long as he dares to stand in front of him, he will not hesitate to make a move.

Cannibalism is taboo no matter where it is placed.

Even the Supreme Clan of the Southern Regions, once known, would be subjected to the most cruel punishment in the world and die.

Even if you are a great cultivator who has cultivated the Divine Soul and the Yuan Infant, you can't escape either.

In Kyushu, there has never been a shortage of means to refine the soul and the primordial infant.

But Jiang Chufeng didn't have any scruples, what if he really killed Jiang Xiaoman?

Kill Jiang Xiaoman, in Ling Tianhou's Mansion, there will naturally be countless people who are willing to take the blame for themselves

With his father's means, he can wipe out the entire Wutong Temple.

If it's still not enough, it's a big deal to get rid of all the people in Jincheng who are in the way.

As long as you want to, there is always a way to silence everyone completely.

When everyone is silent, who will know that they are fratricidal.

In the face of this sudden sword light, Jiang Xiaoman was not afraid at all, and he dodged with one side slightly.

Then, the gun came out like a silver dragon, and when it stabbed Jiang Chufeng's chest with a bang, sparks flew everywhere.

The two then jumped backwards and exited each other.

Jiang Chufeng looked down in disbelief, and when he saw that the robe on his body had been torn, revealing the broken inner armor, he gasped, raised his head and said to Jiang Xiaoman, who was standing not far away with a gun: "Do you really dare to kill me regardless of the taboo?"

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing the Heart Protector Armor today, he was afraid that he would have been pierced through the heart by the spear in the young man's hand.

He dared to kill the young man in front of him because Jiang Chufeng knew that his father would inevitably suppress this matter for him afterwards.

With the power of Ling Tianhou Mansion in Nanban, he was not afraid of millions of border troops in the border land.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoman would dare to kill so without scruples.

That shot was really trying to kill himself.

And what he didn't expect even more was that he had overestimated his cousin's cultivation.

But he still didn't expect that although Jiang Xiaoman's cultivation was a little weaker than him, if he only talked about ruthlessness and temperament, it was his cousin who was more ruthless.

But he was only seventeen years old!

"It's you, you wanted to kill me just now......" Jiang Xiaoman opened his mouth, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

Putting away the gun and standing, the young man suddenly laughed, shook his head, and said softly: "It's a pity, you are not my opponent, and it is destined to be impossible to kill me." ”

Being simple-minded doesn't mean you don't understand the sinister human heart.

Before he got out of the border, Jiang Xiaoman first understood a truth.

In this river and lake, it is understandable that you want to be the hero admired by thousands of people.

But we must understand the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, and the most sinister and evil is the human heart.

And in the future, he is destined to go out of the rivers and lakes and enter the temple.

At that time, the most sinister and evil thing is still the human heart.

To be kind to others is to distinguish between people and occasions.

In front of his loved ones, he can always be a child who doesn't grow up, or he can be an innocent and carefree fool.

Because the rivers and lakes are far away, and the immortal road is more dangerous, there must always be a fortress where the heart can be safe, to stick to what you want to protect.

And this fortress, for Jiang Xiaoman, is next to his loved ones.

On the other hand, many times, they also have to incarnate as a body Shura or a demon to carry out cold-blooded methods.

If you want to protect your relatives and friends in Chang'an, you can't just be a stunned young man who can dream of being a hero and doesn't know how to distinguish the sinister rivers and lakes.

Of course, I don't want to, but this is also the price that growth must go through.

Jiang Chufeng's face was slightly sluggish, and he didn't defend himself, and there was nothing he could justify.

No longer speaking, Jiang Xiaoman sat in front of the mountain gate, the spear in his hand lying horizontally, he turned his gaze and stared behind Jiang Chufeng.

There, three people slowly climbed the mountain and appeared at the end of the stone steps.