"I remember that you are also a direct bloodline of the fourth house. Why did you lower yourself to work at the eight gates of the outer city?"
Ji Yuenian stopped and looked sideways at the panting Ji Bugui beside him, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Ji Bugui didn't feel angry at all. Although he was very skilled in martial arts, he was still mortal. After teaching Zhao Yue a lesson from the west gate, he chased Zhao Yue along the official road in a hurry. He was inevitably a little tired for a while.
"Your Majesty," Ji Bugui smiled bitterly, "Although I am directly connected to the Fourth Fang, I am not like others who can receive spiritual herbs and elixirs from the Ji family. I can only take the initiative to send them to the eight major gates of the outer city. I became a patrol commander at the side of the city gate and received some spiritual grain salary every month."
Ji Yuenian looked at the ordinary people coming and going on the broad official road, and said softly: "Why? I remember that the elders of the Ji Family Elders Association had almost no bias in their treatment of each house. Except for the fact that the head of the family occupied 50% of the resources, The remaining rooms should be extremely average."
Ji Bugui's face became increasingly bitter, and he said: "The eldest young master does not know that this matter actually has nothing to do with the fourth room. A few years ago, I was convicted of making false remarks about the eldest elder. Not only was I banned for half a year, but I was also banned forever. I can’t get any resource allocation from the Ji family.”
While the two were talking, two luxurious carriages flew past side by side in the middle of the official road, raising waves of sand and dust. Many pedestrians on both sides looked unhappy, but no one dared to complain. This carriage was made of gold and jade, and it looked like a big shot in the inner city was passing by. No one wanted to cause trouble for themselves.
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, the sleeves of his Taoist robe flicked, and all the flying dust was annihilated into nothingness. Ji Bugui observed the situation and secretly thought that the opportunity had come. He immediately jumped forward and stopped the carriage after a few ups and downs.
"Who is so bold as to stop my Zhao family's carriage?"
A coachman jumped out of the carriage cursing and was about to say something to scold him, but suddenly he recognized the commander's black armor Ji Bugui was wearing, and his expression became a little more solemn.
"So what if it's the Zhao Mansion's carriage? How can the Zhao Mansion's carriage be so impudent?" Ji Bugui pulled out a long sword from behind and held it in front of him, not taking the coachman seriously at all.
The coachman's eyes moved slightly, but he was extremely alert and did not respond. Instead, he turned around, opened the carriage curtain, and reported in a low voice.
After a few breaths, a gentle female voice like an oriole came from the carriage: "Which outer city patrol commander is here?"
Ji Bugui snorted and said: "The big city gate on the west side, Ji Bugui."
The female voice was silent for a moment and said softly: "It turns out to be Commander Ji, but my Zhao family's carriage has always been so unrestrained. What do you want?"
Although his voice was extremely gentle and pleasant, he actually didn't take Ji Bugui seriously at all.
Most of the patrol commanders in the outer city were promoted from among the common people. To the practicing families in the inner city, they were no different from ants.
Although looking at Ji Bugui's surname alone, it is very likely that he is from the Ji family, he can be assigned to the west gate as the commander. Even if this person is really from the Ji family, he must not have any status in the Ji family. Word.
"Then get off the carriage and let me, the commander, carefully check whether there are any monsters or spirits possessing you!"
Ji Bugui refused to give in, the long sword in his hand glowed with a cold light.
"How presumptuous! Is Miss Zhao Yanran something that you, a fool like you, can check?" A voice of scolding came to my ears, and a young man in green robe walked out of another carriage and looked at Ji Bugui coldly.
Entering the beginning of Xuan Dynasty! This is a Zhao family genius who has ignited a fire in his heart!
The command token on his waist had vaguely sensed the cultivation of the green-robed young master. Ji Bugui's heart trembled, but then he thought that the eldest young master was watching from behind, but he did not dare to show any weakness.
"I don't care who you are," Ji Bugui gritted his teeth and said word by word, "The inspection can be waived, but just now Miss Zhao's carriage raised dust all over the sky and splashed on my young master. You must give it to me personally." Master, please apologize."
Young Master Qingpao laughed angrily, shook his head and said, "When did the eight gates of the outer city have such idiots? They don't even recognize my Zhao family's carriage? I really don't know what to say."
After saying this, he made a seal very casually, and a mysterious light appeared out of thin air, directly smashing Ji Bugui's long sword into pieces. The fragments of the blade flew apart, causing him to be knocked several feet away by the blast of air. One of the sharp blade fragments actually cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on the left side of his face.
Gurgling blood gurgled out from the wound. Ji Bugui didn't say a word. He endured the pain and managed to get up. He tore a piece of cloth from his sleeve to cover the wound on his left face and said harshly: "I told you to kneel down and apologize to my young master, do you hear me?"
At this time, dozens of people had stopped here, pointing at the two carriages, Ji Bugui and others. Although the official road was wide, more and more pedestrians were passing by.
Stretching out a slender snow-white jade hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, Zhao Yanran walked down slowly, looking a little unhappy and said: "Zhao Sixing, why don't you hurry up and crush this idiot and his troublesome young master to death? My Zhao family Being pointed at by others here, does it make you feel proud?"
The young master in green robe, Zhao Sixing, hesitated for a moment and said: "Miss Yanran, after all, this person is the commander of the west gate. If we kill him directly, I'm afraid there will be some..."
"As a member of the Zhao family, when did you become so timid?" Zhao Yanran glanced at Zhao Sixing coldly.
Although she has never felt angry, she has a very special status in the Zhao family. Even Zhao Sixing, the concubine of the family head who has already felt angry, does not dare to pretend to be big in front of her.
"I understand," Zhao Sixing responded, turning to look at Ji Bugui, "Where is your young master? Call him out quickly, and I will kill you two together."
Just now, Ji Yuenian was standing far away. As the number of onlookers gradually increased, he was already submerged in the crowd.
Ji Bugui sneered and said nothing, but he was vaguely shaken in his heart.
The eldest young master had reached the half-step to return to his true state long before his disappearance. Everyone knew about this. This was also the reason why he dared to be so presumptuous in front of Zhao Sixing, who was in the early stage of the Xuan Dynasty. However... if the eldest young master really did not take action, Then my fate will probably be extremely miserable.
Either don’t bet, or bet to the end. What’s the point of hesitating?
Thinking of this, Ji Bugui forced himself to calm down, raised his head and laughed: "If you want to see my young master, you are worthy of it? Do you know who my young master is?"
Zhao Sixing's eyes were slightly cold, and he kneaded again, and a mysterious light went straight towards Ji Bugui's neck: "You dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die, it's ridiculous! I will take off your dog head first, and then check your body in detail The bottom line is, I went to pick up your young master’s doghouse!”
Ji Bugui spat hard, and then closed his eyes.
Young Master, you must take action, I don’t want to die yet.
After a few breaths, Ji Bugui felt that he was not dead, so he slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Zhao Sixing's shocked face.
"You just said that our Ji family is a doghouse?"
Ji Yuenian was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, her long black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, and her beautiful and delicate eyebrows were full of coldness.
Only then did Zhao Sixing come to his senses, his face was a little flustered, and he said: "This... turns out to be a member of the Ji family, I..."
If he were an ordinary member of the Ji family, Zhao Sixing would not be so panicked, but the person in front of him annihilated his own Xuanguang spell with just one look. What a terrifying cultivation level this is! ?
"I wonder which young master of the Ji family is in front of you?"
Zhao Yanran had just got on the carriage, and now she got off again. Although she was surprised for a moment by Ji Yuenian's appearance at first, there was no impression of this person in her memory.
As for the younger generation of the Ji family, the only ones who were angry were Ji Baiyu, the second wife of the Ji family, and Ji Quexue, who shocked the ancient city of Taichu some time ago.
Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly, but looked at Zhao Sixing quietly and said, "Zhao Sixing, the concubine of the Zhao family, made rude remarks. I will temporarily punish him on behalf of the head of the Zhao family."
After saying this, he pinched an extremely complicated seal with his pale and slender fingers, and several rays of golden profound energy flowed out, turning into several extremely sharp golden light blades, sweeping towards Zhao Sixing!
Zhao Sixing couldn't help but his face changed drastically. He was a person in the first stage of the Xuan Dynasty who was ignited in his heart, but at this time, he very clearly sensed the completely irresistible and tyrannical power in these golden light blades!
In a hurry, Zhao Sixing finally managed to form a shield of mysterious light in front of him, but a moment later, the sharp golden blade was already in front of him!
boom!
The mysterious light shield was torn apart instantly like a piece of paper, and the golden blade strangled Zhao Sixing's cheek like cutting tofu.
Zhao Sixing's face turned pale, and he sat cross-legged on the ground. He did not hesitate to use up part of his soul to forcefully seal the horrific wound on his face with the power of his inner fire. Then he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely die immediately after suffering such a trauma, but Zhao Sixing was a cultivator who ignited the fire in his heart, and Ji Yuenian deliberately saved some strength, which allowed him to save his life.
Many mortals who were watching had already hid tens of feet away when Zhao Sixing took action. At this time, they withdrew more than ten feet again and watched from a distance.
"I just passed by here, which kind of gods are fighting here?"
"As far as I know, it should be a dispute between the Zhao family and the Ji family."
"Yes, the young master in green robe who was severely injured is a proud figure of the Zhao family in the inner city. It is said that he is a supreme being with a burning heart."
"You ignited a fire in your heart and were crushed like this?"
"Just stay away. These big figures in the inner city will never make any sense when it comes to killing and killing us."
"My dear friend, what you said is very true. I can just wait and watch the excitement from a distance. If the gods fight and the fish in the pond are affected, it's better to leave first!"
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At this time, the wounds on Ji Bugui's face had formed blood scabs. He looked down at Zhao Sixing, who was a hundred times worse than himself, and secretly screamed with joy in his heart.
"You...you are bold! Who are you! As far as I know, apart from Ji Baiyu and Ji Quexue, among the younger generation of the Ji family, there is no other young master who has ignited the fire in his heart!"
Zhao Yanran never felt angry. In just a moment, she saw Zhao Sixing defeated and left the stage. She couldn't help but her face changed drastically and she asked softly.
Ji Bugui stepped out behind Ji Yuenian, snorted coldly and said, "Miss Zhao Yanran, I'm afraid you have forgotten that there is another young master in the Ji family who dominates his peers. Heart-burning.”
Zhao Yanran was stunned for a moment and looked at Ji Yuenian carefully again.
It is true that he is pure and beautiful, but he is indeed not any young master of the Ji family that he knows.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind.
Zhao Yanran opened her mouth slightly and shouted in shock: "Could it be... are you... the eldest son Ji Yuenian who is rumored to be dead!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar all around!
Ji Yuenian had a little starlight appear in his eyes, he flicked his sleeves and spoke softly.
"I am Ji Yuenian."
