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Published at 1st of May 2023 06:21:08 AM


Chapter 21

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"I remember that you are also the direct blood of Si Fang. Why did you lower your status and go to the eight gates of the outer city as a job?"

Ji yuenian stopped and looked sideways at Ji bugui, who was panting beside her, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Ji bugui didn't get angry. Although he was good at martial arts, he was a physical foe after all. After teaching Zhao Yue a lesson from the west gate, he hurried to catch up with Zhao Yue along the official path. It was inevitable that he was a little tired for a while.

"Eldest childe," Ji bugui wryly smiled, "although I'm a member of the four bedroom lineage, I can't get spiritual medicine at the Ji family like others. I can only take the initiative to release the eight gates of the outer city. I've become a patrol commander at the west gate and receive some salary from Linggu every month."

Ji yuenian looked at the ordinary people who came and went on the broad official road and whispered, "why? I remember that the elders of the Ji family Presbyterian Committee treat each room almost without bias. Except that the owner of the house occupies 50% of the resources, the other rooms should be extremely average."

Ji bugui's face became more and more bitter, and he said, "the eldest childe doesn't know. This matter has nothing to do with Sifang in fact. A few years ago, I was convicted of talking about the eldest elder. I was not only banned for half a year, but also never able to obtain any resource allocation at the Ji family."

While they were talking, two luxurious carriages sped by side by side in the middle of the official road, raising bursts of dust. Many pedestrians on both sides showed anger, but no one dared to complain. The carriage was made of gold and jade. It looked like a big man in the inner city passed by, and no one was willing to ask for trouble.

Ji yuenian frowned slightly, and the sleeve of the Taoist robe brushed gently, and all the dust flying was annihilated in nothingness. Ji bugui observed his words and expressions, and secretly said that the opportunity came. Immediately, he jumped forward directly, and several ups and downs stopped the carriage.

"Who is so bold that he dares to stop the carriage of our Zhao family?"

A coachman jumped down from the carriage swearing. He was about to say something, but he suddenly recognized the commander's black armor that Ji bugui was wearing, and his face became dignified a little.

"So what about the carriage of the Zhao family? Can the carriage of the Zhao family be so presumptuous?" Ji bugui pulled out a long sword from behind and crossed it in front of him, paying no attention to the coachman.

The coachman's eyes moved slightly, but he was extremely alert and didn't respond. Instead, he turned around, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and reported in a low voice.

After a few breaths, a gentle female voice like a yellow warbler came out of the carriage: "which outer city patrol commander is here?"

Ji bugui snorted and said, "the west gate, Ji bugui."

The female voice was silent for a moment, and said softly, "it's commander Ji, but my Zhao family's carriage has always been so presumptuous, what do you want?"

Although his voice is extremely gentle and pleasant, he doesn't pay attention to Ji bugui at all.

Most of the patrol commanders in the outer city are promoted from civilians. For the spiritual families in the inner city, they are no different from mole ants.

Although Ji bugui's surname is very likely to be a member of the Ji family, he can be transferred to the west gate as the commander. Even if he really comes from the Ji family, he must have little status in the Ji family.

"Then you get out of the carriage and let our commander carefully check whether there are demons and spirits attached to you!"

Ji bugui did not give in, and the long sword in his hand was shining coldly.

"Presumptuous! Miss Zhao Yanran is also what you fool can check?" A sound of scolding came to my ears, and a young man in green robes came down from another carriage, looking coldly at Ji bugui.

Enter the Xuanchu realm! This is a burning Zhao Tianjiao!

The commander token at the waist had faintly sensed the cultivation of the young master in green robe, and Ji bugui shivered. But then he thought that the eldest son was watching behind him at this time, but he didn't dare to show weakness.

"I don't care who you are," Ji bugui clenched his teeth and said word by word, "the inspection can be avoided, but just now Miss Zhao's carriage raised dust all over the sky and splashed it on my son. I have to pay for it myself."

The young master in green robe laughed angrily, shook his head and said, "when did the eight gates of the outer city have such a fool? I don't even know my Zhao family's carriage? I really don't know."

After saying this, he pinched a printing formula very casually, and a mysterious light appeared out of thin air, directly crushing Ji bugui's long sword. The fragments of the blade flew in all directions, so that his whole body was overturned several feet away by the burst of air waves. One of the sharp blades cut a large piece of flesh and blood directly from his left face.

The gurgling blood bubbled out of the wound. Ji bugui didn't say a word. He reluctantly climbed up in pain. He tore a cloth strip from his sleeve to cover the wound on his left face and said in a cruel voice, "I said, let you kneel down to make amends for my childe, do you hear me?"

At this time, dozens of people stopped here and pointed at the two carriages and Ji bugui. Although the official road was wide, more and more pedestrians passed by here.

Stretch out a thin snow-white jade hand and lift the curtain of the carriage. Zhao Yanran walked slowly down, looking a little unhappy, and said, "Zhao Sixing, don't you hurry up and crush this fool and his laoshizi? My Zhao family is pointed out here. Is there light on your face?"

Zhao Sixing, the young master in green robe, hesitated for a moment and said, "miss Yanran, after all, this person is the commander of the west gate. If you directly kill him, I'm afraid some..."

"As a member of the Zhao family, when did you become so timid?" Zhao Yan glanced coldly at Zhao Sixing.

Although she had never been angry, she had a very special position in the Zhao family. Even Zhao Sixing, the concubine of the owner who had been angry, dared not pretend to be big in front of her.

"I know," said Zhao Sixing, turning to Ji bugui. "Where is your son? Call him out quickly, and I'll kill you both."

Just now, Ji yuenian stood far away. As the number of onlookers gradually increased, he was already submerged in the crowd.

Ji bugui sneered and said nothing, but he faintly wavered in his heart.

The eldest childe was half a step back to the true state of cultivation long before he disappeared. Everyone knows this. This is also the capital of his daring to be presumptuous in front of Zhao Sixing at the beginning of entering the Xuanzhou realm. However... If the eldest childe really doesn't do it, his end will be extremely miserable.

Either don't gamble, or gamble to the end, hesitating to figure out what?

Thinking of this, Ji bugui forced himself to settle down, looked up and laughed, "if you want to see my son, you deserve it? Do you know who my son is?"

Zhao Sixing's eyes were slightly cold, and he pinched a formula again, and a mysterious light came straight to Ji bugui's neck: "it's ridiculous that you dare to be rampant when you die! I'll take your dog's head first, and then check your details, and go to your childe's Kennel!"

Ji bugui spat hard, and then closed his eyes directly.

Eldest childe, you must do something. I don't want to die yet.

After several breaths, Ji bugui felt that he had never died, and slowly opened his eyes. What came into his eyes was Zhao Sixing's shocked face.

"You just said that my Ji family is a doghouse?"

Ji yuenian was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, and her dark long hair tied a white jade hairpin, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of cold.

Zhao Sixing regained his composure, his face a little flustered, and said, "this... It's from the Ji family, I..."

If it were an ordinary Ji family person, Zhao Sixing would not be so panic at all, but the person in front of him annihilated his Xuanguang mantra with a look in his eyes. What a terrible cultivation!?

"I don't know which childe of the Ji family came face to face?"

Zhao Yanran had just got on the carriage, and at this time she came down again. Although she was surprised by the appearance of Ji yuenian at the beginning, she had no impression of this person in her memory.

And the younger generation of the Ji family, only Ji Baiyu, the second room of the Ji family, and Ji quexue, who shook the ancient city of Taichu some time ago.

Ji yuenian shook her head slightly, but quietly looked at Zhao Sixing and said, "Zhao Sixing, the concubine of the Zhao family, made a rude remark, so I will temporarily replace the Zhao family owner and give a little punishment."

After saying this, his pale slender fingers pinched a complicated formula, and several golden Xuanli flowed out, turning into several sharp golden light blades, sweeping towards Zhao Sixing!

Zhao Sixing couldn't help but change his face. He was the person who ignited his anger into the beginning of the mystery. At this time, he was very clearly aware of the completely irresistible strong force in these golden light blades!

In a hurry, Zhao Sixing finally managed to condense a dark light shield in front of him, but a moment later, the sharp golden blade came in front of him!

Boom!

The Xuanguang shield was instantly torn like a piece of paper, and the golden blade was like cutting tofu, strangled over Zhao Sixing's cheek.

Zhao Sixing's face was very white, and he directly sat on the ground, regardless of spending part of the spiritual origin, forcibly used the power of heart fire to seal the terrible wound on his face, and then closed his eyes to regulate his breath.

If a mortal was so traumatized, he would die directly, but Zhao Sixing was a man of practice with a burning heart. Ji yuenian deliberately left a few more efforts, which made him save his life.

Many mortals who watched from the crowd had already hid for dozens of feet when Zhao Sixing shot. At this time, they withdrew for more than ten feet again and looked this way from afar.

"I just passed by here. Which immortal is fighting?"

"As far as I know, it should be the dispute between the Zhao family and the Ji family."

"Yes, the severely injured young master qingpao is a proud figure of the Zhao family in the inner city. It is said that he is a supreme man who has ignited his anger."

"Ignited a heart fire, and was crushed into this shape?"

"Stay away. These big men in the inner city never make any sense for us to kill and seize our lives."

"Brother, this is very true. We can just watch the excitement from a distance. The gods fight and bring disaster to the pond fish. It's better to go first!"

……

At this time, the wound on Ji bugui's face had coagulated scabs, and he looked down at Zhao Sixing, who was hundreds of times worse than himself, and secretly screamed in his heart.

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"You... You are bold! Who are you on earth! As far as I know, among the younger generation of the Ji family, except Ji Baiyu and Ji magpie snow, no other childe and young lady are angry!"

Zhao Yanran didn't get angry. She just saw Zhao Sixing's disastrous exit in a flash. She couldn't help but change her complexion and questioned in a charming voice.

Ji bugui stepped out behind Ji yuenian, snorted coldly, and said, "Miss Zhao Yanran, I'm afraid you've forgotten that there is also a childe in the Ji family who oppresses his peers, and he was angry as early as eleven years ago."

Zhao Yanran was a little stunned and looked at Ji yuenian carefully again.

It's true that he is innocent and unmarried, but he is really not any Ji family childe he knows.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning crossed my mind.

Zhao Yanran opened her mouth slightly, and exclaimed in a startled voice, "are... Are you... The eldest son of Ji yuenian who is rumored to have died!"

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar all around!

Ji yuenian's eyes showed a little star light, brushed his sleeve robe, and whispered.

"I am jiyuenian."




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