Shangjing, three thousand spring and autumn seasons are still the same, the dragon qi is rolling, suppressing a qiē magic spell.

Chen Jiu, who was dressed in a purple robe, walked through the city gate, he was no longer the general who guarded the gate back then, three thousand years were in a hurry, enough to grind many people away, and the years were a pig-killing knife, and finally fattened Chen Jiu's little pig.

Shangjing is still prosperous, and the mortals here have been infinite from generation to generation, and I don't know how much stubble has been changed.

The years erase the old, and usher in the faces full of vitality.

There was a touch of vicissitudes in his eyes, and many familiar faces had already become batches of loess.

The Hou Mansion is still the same, and the family guarding the door is obviously a martial arts cultivator, but looking at this new face, Chen Jiu's footsteps suddenly stopped slightly, and there was a touch of fragility in his heart.

Although he had already taken this qiē into account when he left, with Runxuan's qualifications, it was naturally impossible for him to die of old age, not to mention Chao Xiaoyu, with the support of Haotian Mirror, even if he died Chen Jiu, he could resurrect him, but at this time Chen Jiu hesitated.

Three thousand years is not a long time, but it is not a short time, if there are really any variables during this period, so that Runxuan enters reincarnation, Chen Jiu doesn't know how to explain to his dead parents, after all, this is his only relative in this world.

"This is the rebellion waiting house, and the idle people are waiting to leave as soon as possible."

Chen Jiu stood not far from the Hou Mansion, attracting the scolding of the guards.

Chen Jiu shook his head lightly: "Why do you want to do so much, hesitate now, why did you go earlier."

"Don't you know me?" Chen Jiu stepped forward.

The soldier guarding the door looked Chen Jiu up and down and saw that he was dressed luxuriously. The skin was delicate, faintly flashing like jade, and he shook his head: "I don't know."

Chen Jiuyi sighed: "The vicissitudes of life, this seat is to seek rebellion, and I will not let this Hou go."

I thought that if I said my identity, the other party would make way for me, but who knew that the next moment I heard the guard say: "Boy, Xiu wants to play tricks on our brother, no matter which family you are, Xiu wants to enter this Hou Mansion one step." You dare to pretend to be the Hou Ye. Looks like your neck is hard enough."

Looking at the guard's playful gaze, Chen Jiu was really helpless: "Why can't this seat be a rebel."

The guard raised his chin and said with a disdainful expression: "Miss Runxuan's heavenly resources are the goddesses of countless people in Shangjing. We don't know how many of our brothers have seen in the past few hundred years. Don't go back quickly. Otherwise, our brothers will be idle if they are idle, and it would be good for you to loosen your skin."

Chen Jiu was relieved in his heart, but he didn't expect that Runxuan, the little girl, would actually have the capital to attract bees and butterflies. The little beggar who begged for food on the street has now become a goddess in other people's hearts, and I don't know if he still remembers himself in the past 3,000 years.

As he was talking, a young man came from a distance, holding a bunch of fine herbs in his hand, and walked over slowly: "Brother Guard, look at this is the best orchid grass, this son spent thirty taels of gold, you let me go in and see Miss Runxuan, otherwise the thirty taels of gold will be spent in vain."

The guard turned his head and ignored Chen Jiu, but scolded the brocade-clothed boy angrily: "Why are you still here, it's been hundreds of years, you have a bouquet of flowers every day, you don't bother our brothers, Miss Runxuan won't see anyone, you die of this heart."

The smile on the face of the brocade boy remained unchanged, he turned his head to look at Chen Jiu, and saw that his face was ordinary, but his skin was very delicate, and the skin around him was faintly flashing with fluorescence, and there was a fatal temptation, and he suddenly became vigilant: "Who is this kid?"

The guard rolled his eyes, "Just like you".

Hand the flowers in his hand to the guard: "Regardless of whether Miss Runxuan comes out to see me or not, I hope that this bouquet will be handed over to Miss Runxuan for me."

The guard smiled, took the flowers in his hand, and patted him on the shoulder: "Yes, I take a fancy to your perseverance, you have a bouquet of flowers every day for the past three hundred years, even if Miss Runxuan doesn't see you, it is estimated that she has a good impression of you, as long as you work hard, maybe you can really hold the beauty."

When the man heard this, his eyes leaked and he longed: "Three hundred years ago, my son accidentally saw Miss Runxuan, and he was immediately shocked,,,.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Jiu: "Boy, let's have to have a first-come, first-come, first-come, my father is the ,,, of this Shangjing."

Speaking of this, the boy in brocade paused and said with a disdainful face: "Anyway, my background is not something you can afford to provoke, if you know each other, leave quickly, don't bring disaster to yourself, and don't let your family harm the pond fish."

Chen Jiu's eyes gradually turned cold, he didn't expect to be threatened as soon as he came back, he hated someone saying "My father is ,,," the most in his life, who is who, oppresses people with background, what else can you do besides the background, this kind of person is the most annoying.

"I don't care who your father is, your father is the saint of today, Ben Hou is not afraid, I really didn't expect Ben Hou to be threatened at the door of his own house, you don't want to see Runxuan in your life.

As he spoke, Chen Jiu took out his seal and said coldly, "Don't let Ben Hou get out of the way yet."

The guard was stunned when he saw the seal, and stammered: "It's really Hou Ye, the villain asks Hou Ye for peace."

Looking at the guards who knelt on the ground with a "plop", Chen Jiu just said coldly: "In the future, if there is such a disciple coming to the door, just beat him away, no need to be polite."

"Yes, yes, it's the villain's fault," the guard hurriedly responded.

Chen Jiu started to walk up the steps, came to the gate, and was about to step in, but suddenly stopped, withdrew one foot that had stepped in, and turned to look at the brocade-clothed boy: "In this Shangjing, Ben Hou really hasn't been afraid of anyone, even if your father is the third prince Wu Mu, don't think about waiting for Ben Hou's threshold."

As he spoke, in the stunned eyes of the boy in which brocade clothes, Chen Jiu smiled contemptuously: " The vitality in your body is mixed, the qi and blood are scattered, obviously the cultivation is not much, see that a little bit of the Yuan Yang Qi in your body has leaked, this is a very early manifestation of the broken body, you are surrounded by yin qi, I don't know how many women have slept with, this kind of disciple also rushed to harm my family Runxuan, you can live until now, you must have eaten some strange things to prolong your life, no matter who is standing behind you, next time let Ben Hou see you standing here, Ben Hou will personally abolish you, get out."

After finishing speaking, a burst of mana emerged from Chen Jiu's hand, which instantly knocked it away, landed far away on the road, and then turned around and walked into the gate.

On the road, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the man in brocade, and his eyes were full of resentment: "Wait, as long as this son takes the little girl's Yuan Yin, the exercises are complete, and see how this son gets this one back."

After saying that, he turned and left.

It is still the familiar courtyard, the familiar placement, because there is a formation guard, and all the tables and chairs have not been tempered by time.

But then Chen Jiu's gaze was cold, and the courtyard was full of a kind of flower, which was the flower held by the brocade boy outside the door before.

The guard at the door had been following Chen Jiu's side, and when he saw Chen Jiu's gloomy face at this time, he immediately said: "Master Hou, these flowers were sent by that kid, although Miss Runxuan didn't go out to see him, but she had a good impression of him, after all, this kid has had a bouquet of flowers every day for three hundred years, and the strong girl is afraid of Lang entanglement, and Miss has a good impression of him ,,, ,,, him."

The guard hesitated and finally finished saying everything, and Chen Jiu's eyes became even more gloomy: "That kid has countless maidens, and the young man is broken, and the vitality in his body is mixed, he is a playboy, and you can also let him send things to the mansion."

Chen Jiu's voice was low, revealing a strong coercion.

The guard knelt down again: "My lord, you can't blame the villain, that kid said to give the flowers to the young lady, how dare I, the guard, hide it and not report it."

Chen Jiuyin waved his hand with a face: "Forget it, throw away all the flowers here to Benhou, a good Hou Mansion is only more than 3,000 years, and it was actually made by you to make a miasma."

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will do it," he said, and the guard said to the slave in the distance: "What are you still stunned about, listen to the words of the Hou Ye, and quickly throw away these flowers."

The servants in the distance were still wondering, how could the guards, who were quite arrogant on weekdays, be so low-voiced, at this time, when everyone heard Hou Ye, their bodies trembled, and then they thought about the guard's appearance, and lowered their heads suddenly. (To be continued......)