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The rivers and lakes are the most ruthless, conspiracy, calculation, killing, and betrayal, which together constitute the muddy waters of the rivers and lakes. You never know what's going to happen in the next moment, just like you never know how long you'll be able to stay in the middle of it.

"I seem to have some impressions of this kid you are talking about, by the way, isn't that the child who killed my General Zuo a few days ago? He was also injured at that time, Wei Ai, didn't you ask you to take care of him at that time? How is that kid now?"

Jiang Feng heard what Zhu Jiuzhen said, and immediately set his eyes on this doorman named Wei Ai. But seeing that his face was ugly at this time, he wanted to speak and stopped, looking cramped and uneasy.

At this time, the corners of Jiang Feng's mouth raised, a strange sneer combined with a squinted eye, and he snorted: "I see, do you hand over the people yourself, or let me go in and find out the people!"

"What is fierce, Bai has a good skin, but he doesn't give face to his aunt and grandmother, look at the trick!"

Zhu Jiuzhen is also a pampered eldest lady since childhood, how can she stand Jiang Feng's demeanor and tone, as soon as her arrogant temper came up, she shook her whip and shouted: "Up!"

Dozens of vicious dogs that were originally lying quietly around heard the order, and one by one they let out a terrifying low roar, and then rushed towards the river wind from all directions.

The roar of the vicious dog, the sound of Zhu Jiuzhen's shouting and commanding, plus the chaotic sound of the village coming from the movement outside. The sky was overwhelming, together with the shadows of those vicious dogs, and it seemed that without any other action, just this pressure was enough to cause Jiang Feng to die.

The cold wind of hunting blows, whirling, and echoes with its characteristic roaring sound.

With a sword in his hand, he swung his sword across the air, just like a flying boat broken in the sound waves, and the sunlight pierced behind the dark clouds.

For Jiang Feng, it is really impossible to deal with a few vicious dogs, and he does not need too much strength. But even so, Zhu Jiuzhen saw a green light whistling by, and then there was a familiar wail.

Whenever the training of these hunting dogs was a little out of her mind Zhu Jiuzhen, it only took a few whips to go down, and soon, Dao blood marks would appear on the bodies of these hunting dogs. At that time, the hound would often let out bursts of wailing sounds full of fear, however, this time, it was the most miserable wailing sound Zhu Jiuzhen had ever heard.

Ants still steal life, and this hound is no exception. No one does not cherish their lives, and even at the last moments of life, they often reveal nostalgia for life.

As soon as the cyan dragon transformed into a long sword came out, those hounds were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and in the blink of an eye, they had lost all their vitality.

Jiang Feng, who killed all the vicious dogs with a sword, did not stop, his feet moved slightly, and under the infusion of internal force, his whole body was like a sharp arrow shot out one by one, teleporting towards the gate of Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.

"Smack!"

The long whip trembled, and the whip at the end swept slightly, making a violent sound of breaking the air.

Although the Zhu family's family heirloom is a yang finger, the concept of preference for sons over daughters makes many martial arts families often not pass on their family heirlooms to their daughters to prevent the leakage of the mastery.

It can be seen that Zhu Jiuzhen has some attainments in the long whip, and if it were not for nearly ten years of immersion, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of being straight and wanted. Among the younger generation of Jianghu figures, when it comes to whipping, it is quite good.

However, in the blink of an eye under the long whip, Jiang Feng's figure had already disappeared in front of Zhu Jiuzhen.

"What about people?"

Without waiting for Zhu Jiuzhen to think about it, he suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito on his wrist, and a painful and itchy feeling hit his heart.

Immediately, Zhu Jiuzhen only felt that suddenly he could no longer exert a single ounce of strength in his hand, and the long whip that was originally clenched could no longer be held, and fell to the ground violently.

When Zhu Jiuzhen looked down, he saw that there was a small sword wound on his white wrist. It is said that it is a sword wound, but in fact, it is more like being injured by a blade such as a flying needle, but because this wound is too small, with the edge of a long sword, it is difficult to do so.

"It hurts!"

Zhu Jiuzhen was just about to move his wrist, but suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist as if the meridians were torn. Jiang Feng's silent sword was pointed out, with qi to resist the sword, qi in front of the sword, invisible sword rays poured out, as soon as Fang injured Zhu Jiuzhen, he had already destroyed the meridians on her right hand like a tarsal insect.

"Bang!" There was a shocking bang, but I saw Jiang Feng come out with both palms at this time, and slammed it on the gate. In an instant, two vermilion gates weighing hundreds of catties were shocked by Jiang Feng's palm power and flew out upside down, turning into countless pieces.

"Who dares to come to my Zhu Wu Lianhuan Village to be presumptuous? ”

Wooden blocks, debris, broken copper blocks, flying pieces of lacquer, with the sound of whirring wind, and flying smoke and dust, obscured everything that happened at the gate of Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.

Everyone has curiosity, but everyone who knows the rivers and lakes knows that many times, unexplained deaths are often caused by undue curiosity.

At this time, in the Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, the bustling maids and servants in the past have disappeared one by one. After all, when encountering such an unexpected situation, their instinct is only helpless shouting and imitation.

A capable man with all kinds of blades came out of his own way at this time, led by a middle-aged Confucian man dressed in a blue brocade robe and holding a stainless steel judge's pen, slowly towards the smoky gate.

"It seems that Zhu Changling, you still don't know who your daughter brought back!"

Jiang Feng's voice was slow and long, but every word he spit out was like a sonic cannonball, causing the smoke and dust around him to roll in bursts.

"Step, step, step......"

After the clear and audible footsteps, Jiang Feng's figure finally slowly appeared in front of Zhu Changling and the others.

Young, handsome, and extraordinary, this is Zhu Changling's rough evaluation of Jiang Feng at first sight.

The origin is extraordinary, just like that Yang Xiao, and soon, Zhu Changling made a second judgment again.

"This young man, listening to what the young man said, and my Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang, it seems that there is some misunderstanding because of a teenager. I don't know what to call Shaoxia, and what kind of teacher he inherits? Perhaps, everyone still has some origins. ”

However, Zhu Changling's seemingly well-intentioned temptation did not achieve the effect he wanted, and Jiang Feng, who was completely out of the smoke and dust, just said lightly: "Hand over Zhang Wuji!"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]