When the young man heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, please, everyone, please, I'm just asking, nothing else."
His head was dripping with cold sweat, and he stepped back involuntarily. Unexpectedly, he tripped over a stone under his feet and fell down.
By the time he got up, those masters had disappeared.
He hurriedly called another guard: "Quick, go and inform the clan leader that the person she is waiting for has arrived!"
It's just a pity that no matter how they took shortcuts, they still failed to reach the Gongliang clan before Xia Yuanqiu and others. They failed in their duties and would naturally be punished.
The middle-aged housekeeper said angrily: "What's the point of feeding you with useless things? You can even lag behind others in spreading a message. Get lost and don't let me see you again!"
The two guards are full of grievances. They have wings and are still experts. How can these two little shrimps seize the opportunity
Gongliang mansion.
"This place is still the same as before. It seems that the Gongliang clan has put a lot of thought into it!" Wen Rentuo looked at the scene in the house, which was still exactly the same as it was more than two hundred years ago, as if time had never passed through this place.
Jiang Wuyou teased: "You remember it so clearly and have such a deep impression. You must have been here many times!"
Wen Rentuo said: "I've only been here twice, once to bring back the injured Patriarch He, and once to do some official business in the academy. It's not as personal as you think, so don't just guess."
Jiang Wuyou shrugged: "So what if you are just guessing? Anyway, He Ruyu is no longer here. Even if she is still here, she is still an old woman. What are you worried about?"
As soon as Jiang Wuyou finished speaking, a fierce gust of wind suddenly hit him in the face.
Wen Rentuo was right next to Jiang Wuyou. With a wave of his hand, he easily removed the power of the strong wind and said in a deep voice, "Who is doing this dirty trick behind your back? Get out!"
A thin green figure appeared in front of everyone. He was an old man, as thin as a bamboo pole.
"You dare to talk nonsense and slander the reputation of our clan leader. What crime should you do?" The old man's face was as dark as water, and his eyes were gloomy.
Zhu Yan said: "We have our own mouths. We can say whatever we want? What? Do we need your permission?"
The old man had a stern look on his face and shouted: "Huangkou kid, you are seeking death!" Without another word, he pulled out his sword, picked a sword flower in the air, and stabbed Zhu Yan straight in the face.
Zhu Yan had never grown up on a vegetarian diet. Although the old man was strong, he had not yet reached the realm of cultivating the gods. The peak of the realm of cultivating the Supreme Being was to reach the top of the sky.
Although there seems to be only one step between the peak of Xiuzun Realm and the cultivation of God Realm, the huge disparity in strength is not as simple as just one step away.
Zhu Yan turned his body slightly to one side, and nimbly avoided the old man's stabbing sword. The long sword passed in front of his eyes. He stretched out two fingers to clamp the sharp and thin blade, and then exerted his strength, only to hear With a crisp sound, the old man's personal sword was broken.
For a master who has been famous for a long time, this is undoubtedly a slap in the face and humiliation. He didn't even ask the opponent to respond to the move, and the weapon was already broken.
"Who are you?" The old man dropped the broken sword angrily, took a big step back, and asked with a frown.
Xia Yuanqiu said: "We are here as invited. Please come out and meet your clan leader."
The old man seemed to realize something and asked quickly: "Are you the little East China Sea thieves who captured King Behemoth?"
Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What? In your eyes, we look like little thieves?"