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In fact, Lengfu's father's 60th birthday. Except for the people who came from Wuyou Valley, the rest are relatives and friends of the Leng family, not limited to the people of the Xuanqi Temple, but they are definitely not rich but noble.

As the eldest son of this generation, Yang Jie also came to congratulate the head of the Yang family. When watching the excitement, Han Jing might as well point the finger at him, and everyone's eyes are focused on him.

Since his younger brother Yang Feng emerged, Yang Yu has lived in the shadow of his younger brother, which is also very painful for him who is not bad in talent. He has been looking forward to enjoying the sensation of attracting attention and the glory that should belong to him when he appears with his brother, but now this one is still the same.

Lost a glance at his brother, Yang Ji asked silently: What's wrong with that girl?

Returning to his brother's helpless look, Yang Feng did not hide his gloating, which just confirmed the rumors about the discord between the two brothers.

Yang Luowu, the head of the Yang family, the direct grandfather of Yang Feng and Yang Jie, was very angry and moved his mouth but did not squeak. Although he is the head of the family, he is not qualified to interrupt when Yang Zubin is present.

"Woman, why can't you get along with the boy?" Yang Zubin asked with a smile.

"He couldn't get along with me first. Originally, no one had noticed that my woman dressed as a man's makeup. His dog took the mouse to meddle in and exposed me, and robbed my sword. If it weren't for your old sake, you wouldn't have only slapped him with a hundred salt-soaked whips and have to peel off a layer of skin.

Han Jing said it so righteously that everyone listened to it. Up to now, many people still think that she should be punished, but the elders led by the wind and silence forcibly suppressed it, and no one talked about it.

Except for Yang Feng, Yang Zubin has never met such a bold young man in front of him. Da Le. When Han Jing finished speaking, he half jokingly said, "It sounds like a hateful boy. However, as soon as I came out of the lockdown, my younger generation was too ugly. Girl, let him give me some That's how the compensation fee is settled. How about it?

"Then I have to hit him with a lot of bamboo sticks."

"That's right. Just open your mouth, and the old man promises that he doesn't dare to bargain."

"Let him say it himself and see how much sincerity he has finished this paragraph." Han Jing said in a serious way that she really looked like a veteran negotiator.

Yang Ji was aggrieved. He was swept by Yang Zubin's eyes and said reluctantly, "Second, let her say it by herself."

rubbing his nose, Yang Feng said slowly, "Don't call me the second, I'll warn you for the last time. Otherwise, I don't care if Han Jing squeezes out your private money.

The white face turned red, and Yang Ji said angrily, "What are you talking about! What private money!"

"All the property under your name is under the control of your sister-in-law. How much private money have you intercepted? I have an account here. Do you want to read it?" Yang Feng laughed abominablely. In anyone's opinion, he is deliberately humiliating the eldest brother, which shows that the conflict between the two brothers has escalated, so that the Yang family's admirers are not too happy.

As the head of the family and his own grandfather, Yang Luowu couldn't stop talking: "Feng'er, don't mess around!"

"I really think about the eldest brother. Grandpa, A Jing has no specific concept of the geometry of property value. The eldest brother was cheated by her to give a high price. The girl absolutely raised the price sharply. If the eldest brother doesn't give it, she will definitely not follow. At that time, I will also be embarrassed by both sides. It's not good to help either side."

Yang Feng's words made Yang Jie laugh with everyone, and Du Hanjing was annoyed: "Look for you! How dare you miss my bottom!"

In front of the owner of the Yang family, which was originally an act of looking for smoke. Han Jing didn't realize this and even lit up the thunder gun.

"Presumptuous!" The owner of the Yang family couldn't help shouting and taking action in person. The old man hadn't touched anyone for a long time, and it made Han Jing so angry that she made a dragon capture move. He just raised his hand here, and she couldn't help flying over with a gun and people.

"Grandpa is angry, Ajing is joking." Yang Feng screamed in horror. But later, Yang Luowu burst into a strong pressure accompanied by the violent Lei Xuanli and locked Han Jing, forming a lavender space.

The sword spirit can't compare with the ice soul sword. When he meets a master like Yang Luowu, he is suppressed in Dantian and can't move at all. The thunder gun is completely out of control. Consciousness gradually peeled away from the body, and Han Jing suddenly entered a very mysterious or simply strange state of separation, like a bystander paying attention to her body.

Just like being trapped in a secret place and being chased by the fire-swallowing beast of Magma Lake, Han Jing also enters this state of separation when her body is overwhelmed with heavy loads, which is a kind of self-protection.

Some people struggle to achieve this state of separation in order to stimulate their potential, but Han Jing is easily re-entering. After that, her consciousness communicated with the sword spirit, which attracted the sword spirit to penetrate the body like silk, like a wave of water grass pouring into the thunder gun, stimulating the formation of the gun.

A magnificent two-color gun burst on the thunder gun embedded with two crystal nuclei of ice and thunder, and the body of the gun also emitted a buzzing trembling sound, as if to break away from Yang Luowu's control.

When he took action in anger, Yang Luowu had felt that he had lost his identity. Now Han Jing actually had to fight back. He wanted to find an excuse to step down.

"Oh, this little girl is really amazing! Luo Wu, your hand is a little heavy. Don't really hurt her." Yang Zubin's love for talent is great, and Han Jing is a rare treasure.

"Yes." Yang Luowu agreed, and he regretted that he should not have been angry just now.

Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan were both ready to rush to rescue Han Jing just now, but they were crushed by Leng Wuqi. At this time, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Feng also wiped the sweat on his forehead at this time. He was really anxious just now. He decided to take Hanjing back to the Nanmo branch hall and let her toss over the sky. The water in the holy city is too deep to be suitable for her. At least she can't stay here when his power is not enough to ensure her safety.

A fallen leaf floating in the wind moved above Han Jing's head, as if it was frozen with the air of this world.

The two-color gun light bursting out of the thunder gun is not sharp, which contains the flexibility of the grass in the wind. Yang Luowu's pressure and mysterious power can't be erase the half bright purple and half ice blue gun light.

The light of the thunder gun is like a silky light between the waves of water and grass. The ice-blue light condenses into ice crystals when it meets the water, and the bright purple light cracks when it meets water. It easily cuts Yang Luowu's majestic pressure and the purple space condensed by Xuanli into pieces.

"What's the way to do this?"

I don't know who was asking, and no one answered. Everyone looked at it quietly for fear of missing any small detail.

After Yang Zubin's words, Yang Luowu has put out the idea of teaching Han Jing a lesson, just to try the girl's bottom. Seeing that she could fight back so quickly, she couldn't help praising: "Good means!" Then the attack was strengthened.

The condensed lavender space deepened in color and began to turbulent, and the ice blue and bright purple light that cut the purple space into pieces gradually disappeared. The absolute gap in strength made Yang Luowu easily eliminate Han Jing's counterattack.

The gun of the thunder gun is so dim that even the light of the gun can't be emitted. The finger joints holding the thunder gun have turned white, and the tiger's mouth is bleeding outward, but Han Jing maintains a clenched posture and does not let go.

Looking coldly, Han Jing's eyes were cold. She hates this situation of being beaten under pressure. She wants to fight back! However, the difference in strength is like an ant shaking a tree. She can't shake Yang Luowu's big tree at all!

Ice Sword!

Han Jing only hates that the ice sword is not in hand at this time! You can only maintain the posture of attack in vain, but you can't attack.

At this moment, Yang Luowu let go of his hand, waved Han Jing to Yang Feng, and said, "The girl is good. She has to grind her temper."

Floating to catch Han Jing, Yang Feng answered, "Feng'er knew that he would take her back to the Nanmo Branch immediately."

Yang Luowu, who is old and refined, naturally could hear Sun'er's meaning. He frowned slightly, but said nothing more. At the same time, he turned his hand, threw a jade bottle over and said, "Let the girl take medicine to adjust her breath. It's a gift from me."

Obviously, I wanted to teach Han Jing a lesson, but it turned out to be a gift for the meeting? Many people are not used to this change. Some of Yang Luowu's old opposites looked at Yang Zubin present and did not dare to be presumptuous, but just laughed softly.

Han Jing also refused to ask for this inexplicable meeting gift. She sneered and was about to speak when Yang Feng took the jade bottle and spoke again: "Feng'er thanked Grandpa Jing for her reward. There is still something else in the Nanmo Branch Hall. Feng'er went to get the sword and took her back.

Mentioning the sword, Han Jing temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart. When the ice soul sword arrives, let's make a fuss again, she thought to herself.

Mr. Leng, who is the master, smiled and said, "What can I do in Nanmo Hall? Let's stay for a few more days."

"The white wings of the Xuan Temple have been making small movements during this period, and the other side of Nanmo is smo, and they have to go back to suppress their feet." Yang Feng put a high hat on Han Jing to comfort her and diverted her attention.

Hearing Bai Yi's name can make Han Jing's hair angry, she immediately asked, "What's going on?"

"In the name of searching for dark creatures, it disturbs the people and occupies the property of a disciple family in our branch."

"Who is so cowardly that they are bullied so much?"

"You also know that disciple, that is Liang Yingjie."

"Liang Yingjie was bullied by Bai Yi's scum again?"

"It's not that you don't know how cunning the white wing is. First planted and then sit on the charge of hiding dark creatures, and the people of the other four temples are present to testify. It's not easy for us to come forward. I can only keep the person first and find a way to clear the blame after we go back. Yang Feng gave an excellent explanation, as if he were Han Jing's subordinate. However, everyone who is familiar with him knows that he is using Han Jing as a gun!