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"Jue'er, don't you really want to mobilize some guards to the front mountain?"
"No need, they are all gentlemen. I can talk to the gentlemen alone. For other matters, I have to deal with the Lao family ancestors."
This was a hasty conversation between Ji Jue and Ji Jue's grandfather and grandson.
Their division of labor is very clear. Ji Jue is alone with his uncle Ji Ziyue, the patriarch, in the front hall.
When Ji Zi recalled the scene later, her legs felt a little weak. After being the head of the family for so many years, this was the first time he encountered such a situation. There was not a single guard in the entire front hall of Canglong Mountain!
There are only a few low-level doormen and servants, all of whom are too weak to be effective.
It can be said that the current defensive power of the front mountain of Canglong Mountain is infinitely close to zero.
Of course, the family head didn't know this because Ji Jue and Ji Jue's ancestors and grandsons had no intention of letting him, a family head who only knows how to do bad things, participate.
What Ji Jue told Ji Ziyue was: "Uncle, don't worry, the ancestor used a breath-isolating formation to ambush all the family elites around. As long as they dare to take action, we will let them go and never come back!"
Ji Ziyue was more convinced, but due to personality factors, he taught Ji Jue a lesson: "Our elites of the Ji family are used to intimidate, not to sacrifice! It is best not to use force if this matter can be negotiated."
"Uncle is right, Jue'er must try to win the negotiation to avoid grandfather and the old man being angry."
"It's good that you understand me best." Ji Ziyue patted Ji Jue's shoulder comfortingly.
It's a pity that the head of the family didn't even know that he was sold...
Ji Jue understood him, so he came up with today's plan.
The head of the Ji Ziyue family, who always felt that the elites of his family were ambushing around him, was very confident. In addition, Mr. Ye and Mr. Luo had already made plans, and they could only delay but not attack.
The final result was that the atmosphere in the front room was tense at times, as if a fight was about to start at any time, but never really started. They chatted, quarreled, and even sat down to have a meal when they were tired!
Ji Ziyue thought to herself: Ancestor, please don’t get angry. Otherwise, if so many people died in Canglong Mountain, what would happen in the future
Mr. Ye thought to himself: Why hasn't this baby Qin Molin rescued my granddaughter? What happened to him
Feeling that the defenses around him were frighteningly weak, if he didn't know very well that Ji Ziyue was a person who couldn't stand up to the wall and pretend to be confident, Mr. Ye would have doubted what was going on with the Ji family.
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On the other side, after a blanket search of the Ji family, Qin Molin was still nowhere to be found.
Ji Jue is worthy of being a hero of his generation. Although his intelligence is not as good as that of Ji Jue, he is still much better than ordinary people.
At least at this moment he could calmly analyze that with Qin Molin's strength, his only weakness might be his feelings for Feng Xingying.
As long as there is a weakness, he is still human and will find a way to deal with it.
Ji Jun made a quick decision and rushed into Feng Xingying's room in person, but was pleasantly surprised to find Feng Xingying unconscious.
"Hahahaha, His Highness King Leng, I heard that you defeated that old ghost Ye Qing. I admit that your personal strength makes me very afraid. It's a pity that since ancient times, heroes have short tempers and children have long love.
How about it? Come out on your own, or should I kill this girl and then come out to collect her body? "Ji Jun's hand floated on Feng Xingying's neck.
Feng Xingying was equally important to Ji Jue. How dare he really do anything to Feng Xingying? It was just a show.
But neither Qin Molin nor Zhima knew.
Especially Zhizhi, in the sky of Qin Molin's space, tears fell down when he saw his mistress being pinched by the neck.
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