Not to mention for a servant.
How is that possible? !
The second master of the Song family wears a brocade robe with two phoenixes embroidered with gold thread. The phoenix head is tied up on the shoulder, showing a very proud posture, which is reflected by the candlelight in the courtyard. set off.
This jade has a history of more than 3,000 years. It is so precious and precious, but it is just a decoration.
Such a person shines brightly in every gesture. How could a person wearing this luxurious outfit bow down to others? No matter how bad his reputation was, he was still a member of the Song family.
The Song family is right even if they are wrong!
The second master of the Song family looked at Zhang Jian fiercely, without any sign of weakness, he just stared at Zhang Jian.
The candlelight flickered, and the brocade clothes on the second master of the Song family seemed to be illuminated by flames and seemed to burn. There was a kind of teasing and contempt in his fierce eyes, as if he was mocking the fourth gentleman in front of him.
Qin Xian's fingers tightened slightly, and a strong uneasiness surged in her heart.
He didn't understand what exactly his husband was doing by bringing him here, from not saying a word at the beginning to suddenly taking action.
Zhang Jian seemed to be still waiting for his response, while the second master of the Song family fell into silence.
He needs to decide whether to stick to his position or give in.
Time is passing quietly, and the atmosphere is getting more and more tense.
Suddenly, there was a slight noise in Zhang Jian's ear.
He reacted instantly, jumped up with the little boy's body, and rushed towards the direction of the sound.
His hands formed sword fingers and he stabbed towards the direction of the sound.
A black shadow flashed past, and a lamppost a few meters in front of Zhang Jian was instantly exploded, and the fragments flew away.
The power of this blow is so amazing!
Zhang Jian was shocked, but he did not lose his calm. He immediately realized that this was a practitioner's method.
He looked up and saw a man in a black robe standing in the corner of the courtyard, with his arms crossed and looking at everything here indifferently.
The face of the second master of the Song family became ugly, and he shouted sternly: "Who asked you to appear!!"
Before he finished speaking, the man in black had already stepped forward, and a powerful aura instantly filled the entire courtyard.
Zhang Jian's heart tightened. He knew that this man's cultivation level was definitely not lower than his own, and he might even be higher!
He sealed the little boy's air pockets and threw him to Qin Xian's care.
However, before he could think of a countermeasure, the man in black had already spoken: "Zhang Jian, you are no longer the fourth gentleman of the Confucian sect, and you still try to humiliate my Song family, so... you must die!"
As soon as the words fell, the man in black immediately launched an attack. His figure was erratic like a ghost, speeding towards Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian's eyes were firm. He knew that this man's cultivation level was definitely not lower than his own, and might even be higher! But he had no intention of backing down. He quickly activated his awe-inspiring energy and prepared to face the man's attack.
The man in black sneered, his hands formed mysterious marks, and he pushed towards Zhang Jian fiercely. The power of this blow was actually even greater than before!
Zhang Jian did not dare to be negligent and immediately faced the attack with awe-inspiring aura.
The two forces collided in the air and made a loud noise.
Immediately afterwards, the man in black slapped his palm, and the violent force instantly tore apart the flower bed in the courtyard.
Zhang Jian felt a powerful force coming overwhelmingly, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly retreated, and at the same time formed sword fingers with both hands, and stabbed fiercely at the man in black.
Although this blow failed to hit the man in black, it still forced him to take a few steps back.
Zhang Jian and the man in black quickly exchanged blows. The two figures flashed in the courtyard and exchanged blows one after another.
At this time, the second master of the Song family had already stepped aside. He watched the two men fighting coldly, with a cold look in his eyes.
He knew that this man in black was one of his father's trump cards, with advanced cultivation and tyrannical methods. As long as he is there, even if he faces a few people on the top of the mountain, he will be able to fight.
The world must be shocked too... The second master of the Song family thought calmly about this irrelevant question.
Pei Chaoba's laughter came from far away and came from behind. Then he walked to the second master of the Song family. The fat woman also giggled as dry as a broken bell and said: "Second master, the bell tower has taken action!"
The second master of the Song family turned his head and saw Pei Chaoba's meaningful expression.
After secretly winking at him, he walked out with a smile.
Walking not far in front of Zhang Jian, the man in black, he looked at the man in black from head to toe, and said with a smile: "What a strength. The Song family really has a deep foundation. There are not only monsters but also such masters. The fight with Mr. Four was back and forth."
After a pause, he said quietly: "However, what happened today was just a small misunderstanding. Why do you two need to be so angry? The word Dingshan is more important. Why not just let it go?"
Seeing that both of them were silent.
Pei Chaoba's eyes rolled up, and he smiled and got closer: "That's right, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies!"
A series of changes overwhelmed everyone present. Finally, Tuo Bajin felt that something was wrong. If the trouble continued, things would get worse. He also came over and looked at Zhang Jian's unusually serious expression. He laughed dumbly and coughed several times. He said in a voice: "Mr. Fourth, forget it, just give me Xiao Juxianshan some face."
Zhang Jian's eyes flickered a few times.
The candlelight in the courtyard danced, illuminating Zhang Jian's face.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, "Forget it, Mr. Fourth, why are you so angry with Junior Huaiyuan and the Song family!"
It was Sun Baicao who spoke.
Zhang Jian sighed softly: "It's not what I want from beginning to end, it's just that the Song family is too domineering and I can't stand it."
A gentle word brought the atmosphere in the courtyard back to the second master of the Song family.
Somber and solemn.
A strange look flashed in the eyes of the second master of the Song family, and then he laughed slowly and sinisterly, "I, the Song family, have always done things this way. No one thinks that they are domineering, and they are used to it, but you, the Confucian Zhang Jian, can't see it. I think you are deliberately looking for trouble!"
As soon as these words came out, the courtyard was quiet, except for the occasional flickering of candles and their chirping sound, there was nothing else.
Zhang Jian's eyebrows raised, then dropped, and then raised again. A hint of shock slowly appeared in his pupils.
Qin Xian looked at the subtle changes in her husband's expression and knew that he was angry.
Zhang Jian was silent for a long time before he said, "Is it normal?"
The aura of Haoran is turbulent.
It shows his mood at the moment.
He couldn't help but ask: "Is it because your Song family is so domineering because you have a Song son, or because you raise a bunch of monsters?"
Feeling sad in his heart, but still calm on his face, he stretched out his hand to caress the hair of the fat woman next to him, his movements were extremely gentle and sinister.
"Both of them?" The second master of the Song family laughed sinisterly.
Then he looked at the fourth son of the Confucian sect, who is known as the saint in the spiritual world. The fourth gentleman is known as the reincarnation of a saint. He is knowledgeable in Confucian cultivation. His intelligence is extraordinary and he upholds the Confucian word "filial piety". He has always been in the position of "filial piety". People on top of mountains.
But even so, he still asked word by word, extremely seriously: "Can you... kill me?"
Zhang Jian suddenly paused, turned around, and looked at him quietly.
Perhaps because he was too angry, his fingers trembled and he said: "Maybe..."
The second master of the Song family lowered his eyes and smiled, and the teasing and pity deep in his eyes were all revealed, making her look even more weird.
People who know him well know that
He had never smiled like this.
In other words, he has never smiled like this since the Song family became the richest man in the world.
But now, he smiled.
Then, with the most precious voice in the world, he said: "Then come!"
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It's snowy and foggy.
A man and a woman were walking on the streets of Stone City, looking at the new city blooming in Zuzhou. The plum blossoms dotting it were naturally eye-catching, especially for girls.
As a girl, in the northwest desert, there are not many flowers and plants, only Sophora japonica flowers appear every year. Nowadays, plum blossoms are the most popular in winter. They are fragrant and white like clusters, falling like snow and jade, dotting the scenery of the quiet streets, presenting There is an inexplicable feeling of winter.
The fragrance of plum blossoms means good harvest.
The young man stood on the city wall with his hands behind his hands, white mist falling on his shoulders.
He looked into the distance, the white snow reflected in his pupils, and whispered softly: "Good luck and good luck."
Then he took out something from his arms and turned it gently.
It is a copper coin that has been tarnished by time.
The girl was curious and tilted her head to look at him, "Han Tong, what are you doing?"
"Look at the fortune." Han Tong said lightly, holding the copper coin in his palm, and then squeezed it gently.
"ah!"
The girl suddenly heard Han Tong yell. When she looked again, the copper coin split from the middle, and a piece of yellow paper fell out.
On the yellow paper, the handwriting is mottled, but there is a motto:
"Han Tong Luo Yu, connected by fate,
In troubled times, fate is unpredictable.
The copper coins cracked and the yellow paper appeared,
The entanglement of fate, the origin and destruction of fate. "
When the girl saw this, she was shocked and thought it was very magical. She asked, "Han Tong, when did you know how to divination? Can you teach me?"
Han Tong pretended to frown, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Awakening of bloodline, the secret of heaven is unpredictable, but since you and I have met, I can teach you and move forward together."
After saying that, Han Tong put the yellow paper in his arms and took the girl's hand. The girl did not doubt that he was there and let him hold her hand. The boy's lips twitched into a bad smile.
As the two walked, Han Tong told the girl nonsense about the mysteries of bloodline awakening and divination.
"The awakening of the bloodline is a mysterious power inherited from our Han family. It originated from our ancestors. After thousands of years of inheritance, it has become extremely powerful." Han Tong said nonsense.
The girl listened intently and was filled with curiosity. She looked at Han Tong, her eyes sparkling.
"So, how can we awaken our bloodline?" the girl asked.
Han Tong smiled slightly and said: "Awakening of blood requires a certain opportunity. Some people will suddenly awaken when they encounter danger, and some people need to awaken through practice in a special environment."
As he said that, Han Tong suddenly rolled his eyes,
"I have a way, maybe you can wake up too." Han Tong said.
