1330: C1330 Aunt Jian

C1330 Aunt Jian

Article 1330. Aunt Jian

After flying a few hundred meters away, Koo Cheng immediately flew back to Fei Yuting. He lowered his head and did not say a word, but everyone could feel the Qi on his body. It became very weak. One could imagine the power of Fei Yuting's palm. How heavy was it? All of the Gu family disciples looked at their old ancestor worriedly.

"Are you convinced?"

Fei Yuting looked at Koo Cheng and said plainly.

"Big Sis, if you don't vent your anger, hit me a few more times."

Koo Cheng said in a low voice.

"If you hit me again, you will die."

Fei Yuting coldly snorted, "If not for the sake of the past, even if my good grandson did not attack, you would still die in my hands."

Koo Cheng had a face full of shame, but in his heart, he did not have the slightest bit of anger towards Fei Yuting. He had long heard that even Pure Sun Great Saint couldn't protect the nine of them, but today, Fei Yuting was able to plead on his behalf with this God of Slaughter. Koo Cheng would never be able to repay such kindness for the rest of his life.

"My good grandson, your grandfather has returned to the family, but there was an accident. Why don't you come with me?"

Fei Yuting looked at Ning Qi.

"There was an accident?"

Ning Qi was slightly startled. Wang Lin had gone to East Profound Land. With his cultivation base, how could there be an accident in that place? There weren't even a few Battle Core Stage Cultivators there, and there were only a few Eternal Stage Cultivators in his palms. Could it be because the continent had merged, and the East Profound Land had changed once again?

"External Head, Grandma, let's go."

Ning Qi nodded and said. However, calling her Grandma did not sound right.

...

Qingming Immortal Realm.

Barbarian Desolate Domain.

It had been more than five years since Ning Qi defeated hundreds of Dharma Image Cultivators with a single punch. Not only were there not few cultivators here, there were more and more of them. The number of cultivators who came here due to their fame increased day by day. It was almost a desolate wasteland. It became a hot place in the Qingming Immortal Realm.

Xuanzhen City.

Outside a house stood a tall and straight young man. "The Vermillion Bird Continent's Tang Xiaoyin has specially come to pay his respects to Brother Sword!"

In the distance stood some cultivators who were watching the show. They pointed and pointed at the youth. Their eyes were filled with pity. Sure enough, there was no movement in the courtyard house. The young man named Tang Xiaoyin frowned slightly. He felt that he could not put down his pride. He walked straight to the door of the house and planned to enter by himself.

"Another reckless man. How many young geniuses have decided to pay a visit to Jian Xilai, but in the end, he returned bitterly?"

When the nearby cultivators saw that Tang Xiaoyin seemed to want to enter by himself, a mocking smile appeared on their faces.

Before Tang Xiaoyin could walk to the main gate, an aura was emitted from the courtyard. It instantly locked onto Tang Xiaoyin's body, causing his expression to stiffen.

"Scram."

A faint voice sounded from within the courtyard.

"I was too rash."

Tang Xiaoyin cupped his hands together with a pale face. He turned around and left the door quickly because he had a feeling that his mind had been taken away. It was as if in the next moment, if he took another step forward, he would be killed on the spot.

"As expected of Jian Xilai, who is ranked eighth in the Azure Dragon Ranking. No, he should be ranked ninth. If even the ninth one is so powerful, then how strong is Ning Beixuan, who is ranked eighth in the Azure Dragon Ranking?"

Tang Xiaotian thought to himself.

It seemed like he didn't come alone. There were still three to five of his companions. When they saw that Tang Xiaotian had failed to return and didn't see Jian Xilai, a gloating expression appeared on their faces.

"Jian Xilai is waiting for Patriarch Beixuan. Even if Elder Chi Feng of Wang family requests an audience with Patriarch Beixuan, he will still be rejected. All of you should stop looking for trouble."

Someone said in a mocking tone.

Right at this moment, a figure walked towards them. He was the same as Tang Xiaotian. He walked straight to the door, as if he didn't even have the intention to introduce himself. Everyone looked at this figure with ridicule once again. When Tang Xiaotian saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother, Brother Jian does not welcome guests."

"Oh."

Ning Qi looked at Tang Xiaotian and smiled. He nodded to indicate that he knew. Tang Xiaoyin smiled. Just as he thought he was going to help the young man in front of him regain some face, the young man continued to walk towards the gate of the mansion.

"Hey, you..."

Tang Xiaoyin felt as though his good intentions were being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs. A trace of anger flashed across his eyes. He wanted to step forward to stop Ning Qi, but for some reason, he felt his vision blur slightly. The young man had already appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. When Tang Xiaoyin saw this, he shook his head with a sneer.

Since the other party wanted to embarrass himself, he did not need to meddle in other people's business.

When everyone was laughing and preparing to see Ning Qi make a fool of himself, Ning Qi gently pushed open the door and entered. After that, the door slowly closed.

Everyone's smiles froze on their faces. They stared at this scene with a dumbfounded expression. Their eyes revealed a trace of disbelief. This fellow actually entered the courtyard where Jian Xilai was?

"Hiss... That's Patriarch Beixuan!"

All of a sudden, a cultivator sucked in a breath of cold air. He recognized Ning Qi.

When the other cultivators heard this, they felt a chill run from their feet to the top of their heads. The young man just now was Patriarch Beixuan, who was holding the 'Head Tower' and slaughtering his enemies! Ning Beixuan the God of Slaughter?

"Do you think that brother just now is the Ning Beixuan who is ranked eighth in the Azure Dragon Ranking?"

Tang Xiaoyin stared at the cultivator who recognized Ning Qi first with his mouth agape.

"It must be Patriarch Beixuan. I won't admit my mistake. It's normal that you can't recognize him. After all, Patriarch Beixuan looked different at that time. His flesh wasn't full enough. However, I am the first group of cultivators to arrive here. I have seen the beginning of Patriarch Beixuan's condensation of his dharma idol. He must be Patriarch Beixuan. Senior Jian Xilai allowed him to enter. This is proof! "

The cultivator said resolutely.

"So it's him! So it's him! I must spar with him! "

Tang Xiaotian's eyes revealed a trace of fanatical fighting spirit. He had already forgotten that Jian Xilai, who had just ranked ninth, had already frightened him to death with just a single breath of his Qi. What's more, Ning Qi, who was ranked eighth?

...

Ning Qi looked at Jian Xilai with an indifferent expression, but his heart was already cursing him. How could there be such a beautiful man in this world? Could this guy be gay?

A few breaths later, Ning Qi smiled and said, "Brother Jian, you asked me to kill all the men and come back to find you. Do you have something to tell me?"

If it wasn't for Jian Xilai, Yue and the others would have been killed by Wang Lan, Nine Nether Abandoned Disciple, and the others. Therefore, Ning Qi felt a little grateful towards Jian Xilai.

"It took me five to six years to kill all of them. Compared to your father, you are still weaker."

Jian Xilai's words made Ning Qi frown slightly. He didn't feel unhappy. Instead, Jian Xilai's tone sounded like he knew his father.

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Qi said.

Jian Xilai reached out his hand to interrupt Ning Qi. After glancing at Ning Qi for a while, her body suddenly changed. The Adam's apple on her neck gradually faded, and her chest slowly bulged.

"Call me, Aunt Jian."2

Jian Xilai said lightly.

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