Four figures, carrying the mysterious and strange general trend of heaven and earth, rushed towards Xin Zhuo, planning to take him away by force.
Only then did Wei Siyi and the others in the hall realize it, and their expressions suddenly changed.
The face of the extremely cultivated old Heavenly Master was already gloomy, and there was a wave of earth around him, and he jumped into the air.
Xin Zhuo frowned and stared at the four people, speechless for a moment. Will these people hurt themselves? Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old grandmother and Venerable Jiang Yong had indifferent expressions on their faces.
Seeing the four people approaching, Jiang Yong waved his hand gently, and a stream of clear water rushed and drifted. He only heard the sound of "kaka", and floating platforms automatically rose up from the surrounding walls and ground. Sitting on the floating platforms were some or wealthy people. A solemn woman, a middle-aged man with a sharp face, or an old man with a fairy-like air.
There were eighteen people in total. Their eyes were slightly closed at first, but they suddenly opened them. In an instant, a majestic aura like an abyss or an ocean came out. It was impossible to tell what state they were in for a while!
The four people floating in the air shrank, fell back at a faster speed, and landed outside the palace door one after another, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty for a moment.
The old Heavenly Master was also squeezed out of the palace door. Wei Siyi and others were left subconsciously retreating to a corner, their eyes widened.
Xin Zhuo was also shocked and looked at these eighteen figures in surprise. When did they exist? Just hide in my palace?
Then the old lady said in a deep voice: "The Jiang family is not that easy to break into. Everyone should know that the power of the Jiang family cannot be offended!"
The voice is grand, confident and domineering.
But he saw the enchanting woman from the Honghua Sect outside and said with a chuckle: "The thousand-year-old Jiang family has a profound background. It is surprising that there are so many puppets of the venerable. Old lady, please don't be too cautious. We have good intentions." , just to take Prince Jiang to practice, there is absolutely no hostility!"
"Children of the Jiang family, you have made your choice. Please come back."
Venerable Jiang Yong’s voice cannot be rejected.
The four people outside looked at each other and smiled. The old man from Tianji Pavilion cupped his hands and said: "There has to be a choice after all? The prince himself needs to say something!"
Just as the old lady was about to speak, Xin Zhuo looked away from the eighteen puppets and said seriously: "I have always admired martial arts masters and yearned for the best martial arts in the world. Why don't you all compete and learn from each other? The winner will be Let him go!"
Although I don’t know why these people are so obsessed with this "Shinto Qi" of Lao Shizi as if they were street vendors, there is nothing wrong with making a fire!
Old Taijun and Jiang Yong looked at him in surprise.
But I saw the four people outside looking stunned.
After a moment, the woman from the Honghua Sect chuckled: "So, I am willing to play a little trick for the prince."
"Shi Niang, why are you so humble? You and I can just show our sincerity. How is this different from a clown?"
The old man of Tianji Pavilion scolded in a low voice. The Honghua Sect woman was slightly startled, but saw that the old man had already jumped up: "My lord, look, I, Tianji Pavilion, peel off the clouds and the dragon dances, have eight hundred years of unique skills!"
With a flick of his fingers, a long green scarf snaked out and turned into a green dragon in the blink of an eye. It raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook all directions.
"It's really shameless!"
Honghua Sect and Shenyin cursed in unison, naturally understanding the old man's preconceptions.
"Your Majesty, please look!"
Seeing the old man falling, the remaining three people were trying to coax the children and used their own methods. Suddenly, a cold and contemptuous voice came from mid-air:
"The weather is vast, every inch is like the heart of a sword! Chao!"
For a moment, the entire courtyard suddenly became dark, as if it was covered by dark clouds.
The expressions of the four people in the courtyard changed slightly, and they jumped into the air at the same time.
The old man of Tianji Pavilion scolded: "Qinglian Sword Heart? When Taiping Palace came, did you plan to kill us?"
Xin Zhuo was immersed in the magical martial arts of the old man from Tianji Pavilion who turned his green scarf into a dragon. He was startled by this scene. What kind of magical martial arts could make the sky darken?
Before the old grandmother and Jiang Yong could react, they had already reached the door in a blink of an eye and looked up.
I saw a woman standing in the sky, with a graceful figure and a graceful attitude. Her face could not be seen clearly. She seemed to be very beautiful. She was about 20 years old. She stood in the sky at this moment. There were strange blue clouds rolling thirty feet above her head, as if Dark clouds over the city.
And she herself was condescending, exuding unparalleled confidence and domineering. She looked at the four people below as if they were looking at garbage. She waved her finger gently, and hundreds of sword shadows had already shot out from the rolling blue clouds above her head, wrapped with fierceness. With extreme momentum, he rushed straight towards the four people below.
For a moment, the shadow of the sword falling all over the sky was like the light above the head, making people feel numb all over.
Xin Zhuo was a little distracted for a moment. Frankly speaking, he couldn't understand this style of play. If he was replaced, he didn't know how to respond. It seemed that it had risen to another level? It was like being flown a kite by the head of the Spirit Sword Sect.
The four people below seemed to have the same concerns. They were unwilling to catch it or unable to catch it. After hesitating for a moment, they flashed and ran straight into the distance: "This son will give up to Taiping Palace, but this time Liangzi, I'm afraid I can't give up!"
Blink and disappear!
The woman above her head seemed to be disdainful, and she raised her hand gently. The sword shadow in the sky had disappeared, the blue clouds above her head dispersed, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky.
The old lady walked aside at some point and looked up with a smile: "What do you think, grandson?"
Seeing the woman above looking down, Xin Zhuo immediately returned to the door, hurriedly walked back to the bookstore, and said seriously: "My martial arts level is very high, and I'm pretty good-looking. Don't talk to me, grandma and uncle. I have my own concerns in my heart. I'll raise my head first." A rip-off."
The old lady's face changed slightly: "What are you worrying about? This is your mother!"
"Well……"
Xin Zhuo was stunned and hesitated for a moment, feeling the urge to go back and take another look.
At this moment, the woman had arrived outside the door, waved her big sleeves gently, moved her lotus steps lightly, and entered the main hall. Her eyes were as clear as smoke and clear springs, with her beautiful face, beautiful nose, and cherry lips, but with a bit of fierceness and contempt. It's as if it's innate.
The old Heavenly Master Qin Tianjian has already left.
Wei Siyi and others in the palace were still there, with a hint of restraint on their faces, and they bowed and saluted: "I have met Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!"
"Get out!" The woman waved her sleeves again, as if to drive away insects.
Not daring to disobey in the slightest, everyone bowed again and retreated.
Even the old lady and Jiang Yong saluted and moved aside automatically. The old lady pointed at Xin Zhuo: "This is your boy Yuqing!"
She didn't need to tell her that Ji Jiuwei was already looking at Xin Zhuo, as if he was considering whether this was the child of his ten-month pregnancy and labor day and night.
Xin Zhuo was also frowning and hesitating. The image in front of him was a bit different from the image he imagined. He thought he was a few years older than Princess Zheng, with a rich and kind face, holding hands and chatting about household matters. You... look the best. Twenty-five or six years more, how old were you when you were born?
At this time, Ji Jiuwei's dominance disappeared instantly, and the fierceness in his eyes faded little by little. He walked over gently, raised his delicate right hand, and touched his face. His eye circles were red, and tears fell down drop by drop.
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to stand still and let her slap her face, but he could feel that this woman's emotional expression at this time was not false at all.
I don't know how long it took, but with tears still on Ji Jiuwei's face, he took out a handful of sesame maltose from his long sleeve and handed it over as if coaxing a child.
She had only given birth to one child in her life and had never taken care of a child. She didn't even know how to express her emotions as a mother.
