Jingying is indeed amazing.
"Even if only half of the talent is restored, it is still dazzling enough." Sometimes I have to admit that people who come from aristocratic families have different inheritance weights, which will save them a lot of detours. Sometimes it can have unexpected effects, but sometimes it can also make people take detours.
"I remember back then, Jing Guangxiang's talent was not inferior to that of Bai Xun." Asang is indeed the largest intelligence station, there is nothing she can't find out.
"After Lin Xiao, there is Jing Guangxiang." Asang said softly, "It can be said that if Jing Guangxiang had not died, plus Jing Ying, it would have been enough to support the prosperity of the Jing family until now."
But when Jing Guangxiang disappeared, the Jing family immediately lost a pillar, especially when Jing Guangxiang already had the prototype of a strong man.
At that time, Jingying was too young to support a whole family. Her wings were broken in the collapsed building. The only thing she could do was to remember this incident.
After Jing's father died on the battlefield against the Zerg, the Jing family's tragedy began.
"Is it really because of anger? That's ridiculous." Asang sneered.
Yin Nian then curled his lips and said, "How is that possible?"
"It's all their excuses." She dropped her hands and rubbed them vigorously between her index finger and thumb.
Ah Sang looked at Yin Nian subconsciously. Yin Nian's face was very calm, and there was no sign of anger at all, only mockery.
Yin Nian watched as the wounds on Jingying's body became more and more numerous, but her speed at dealing with her opponents became faster and faster. Ruan Qingyu obviously paid special attention to her.
Others were given a little time to breathe.
But only Jingying is not.
As soon as one opponent leaves the field, a second opponent appears.
The sword in her hand was about to emit sparks. There was almost no need to pause or hesitate, and she had to maintain a high level of vigilance.
"Back then, Lin Xiao and Bai Xun, as the right-hand man of the mother tree, did many things that offended the family."
"And Jing Guangxiang is Lin Xiao's best friend. Every time Lin Xiao goes to encircle and suppress those aristocratic families with deep roots, Jing Guangxiang will definitely be standing next to him."
"The Jing family is standing behind Lin Xiao. Those aristocratic families want to take advantage of the mother tree's weakness to uproot the aliens. They are dealing with the Jing family just to cut off the mother tree's right-hand man."
"Angry because of Lin Xiao's betrayal?" Yin Nian couldn't help laughing.
"They are eager for Lin Xiao to betray him so that the mother tree will be attacked from both sides. Without helpers, they can ignore the mother tree and let the mother tree fight for the territory while not taking care of them."
"It's too late to be happy, how can you express your anger?"
"There is only one reason to express his anger, and that is because Jing Guangxiang, as a Jing family member, was resented by them when he and Lin Xiao were cleaning up those rotten aristocratic families."
"Kill all Jing's family and get revenge."
"Second, cut off the limbs on the mother tree's side."
"Kill two birds with one stone."
Ah Sang's heart and stomach swelled when he heard this.
"It's so disgusting." Asang clenched his fists, "It's a shame I wasn't born at that time."
"Yes." Yin Nian said softly, "What a pity."
The effort of a few sentences.
There were only a few people left in the finals.
Among them is Jingying.
Jingying kept raising her sword and dropping it, seeing blood again and again.
Her figure was seen in front of countless water mirrors. Even the people in Zishu territory saw the Jing family's sword skills. Yaya held her chin in front of the water mirror and watched, coldly snorting: "Huh."
The Jing family's swordsmanship has once again come to light.
Still gorgeous, but no longer the behemoth representative it was before.
Jingying raised her sword again.
But she came up empty. There was no longer a human figure in front of her, but an empty stage. The surrounding stages had also returned to the ground, leaving only her own stage, standing at a high place.
She was stunned for a moment.
The place in front of me was empty, no one was in sight.
Ruan Qingju stood in front of the stage and looked at her calmly.
"Number three hundred and one, eighty-nine wins."
Jingying’s wrist throbbed.
Covered in blood, she stood in the middle of the stage, looking at everyone standing in the spectator seats.
He suddenly smiled, and there was a circle of scarlet blood around his white teeth.
It looks particularly penetrating.
"Look, I just said I could stay."
"I'm very curious, when I really support the Jing family, when I train those people you don't want, how will you feel if I succeed."
"I am looking forward."
The Jing family is no longer an aristocratic family.
She no longer wants to build a family.
Instead, she wants to do it her own way.
Come and provoke these aristocratic families.
Maybe this is the only way she can pay homage to her family.
Jingying took a deep breath, but the next moment she fell to the ground.
She was stunned for a moment and tried to get up but couldn't.
Is she that weak? You can't stand up after playing so many games?
Jingying looked around subconsciously.
But she found that she was not the only one who fell. Even Ling Tianning and Grandma Yin were lying on the ground, holding on to the ground to prevent their bodies from being knocked over.
Many people are lying on the ground now, struggling to get up but failing.
Is the earth trembling?
no.
It's the heaven and the earth that are spinning.
Literally spinning, that's why they lose their footing.
The mother tree was no longer silent. Her huge figure appeared in the sky, and the power of the law also shrouded it. The law of space locked the sky that was constantly being subverted and rotated.
Countless branches stretched out and bound the entire territory of the mother tree, and the spinning feeling became better.
Yin Nian grabbed Asang, who was about to be carried around in circles, and found a point in the void where he could stand firmly.
Watching coldly, a huge one appeared in the sky.
Something like a cross.
A spine-tingling coercion radiated from above.
The Dinghuang stands on a disc in the cross scale.
Smiling and looking at the people in the Mother Tree territory.
His eyes first fell on Yin Nian, who was holding Yuan Xin's broken face.
His eyes were cold, and then he glanced at Jingying next to him, as if he suddenly saw something new.
"Jingying?"
An unusually gentle smile appeared on the Emperor's face, "It's been so long since I last saw you. Have you grown so big?"
Jingying's mind buzzed, her eyes were scarlet, and her stiff neck slowly raised.
"Lin Xiao!" She screamed, "Lin Xiao!!!"
She tried to rush forward, but in her spinning eyes, she saw the person Lin Xiao was holding.
Jingying was stunned and opened her mouth blankly.
Looking at Nan Hui's face, she murmured: "...sister-in-law?"
