Jimo Xiong looked at Jimo Ziya, his eyes were still murderous. He asked coldly: "Where have you been this month? But is still an innocent person?" He really didn't know what he meant, and he actually ignored his divorce. It seemed that he could only do it himself. He couldn't bear it, but he had to do it for the legitimate daughter of the Jimo tribe who enjoyed the honor of the family and should sacrifice his life for the honor of the family.

Jimo Ziya raised her eyes and sneered: "Haha, Dad is really naive. Is there a fact in this world?"

"Hmph, since that's the case, you'll die for the family!" Jimo Xiong finished speaking, and he wanted to slash over with a palm.

"Wait!" Jimo Ziya raised her hand and stopped Jimo Xiong's movements.

Jimo Xiong glanced at Jimo Ziya with dissatisfaction: "What else do you have to say?"

"Three rules!" Jimo Ziya's eyes were cold and her tone was firm. Seeing Jimo Xiong frowning, she raised her chin slightly and said provocatively, "Why, are Daddy scared?" She prayed in her heart, agreed, agree quickly!

"I'm afraid? I'm just afraid that I have a daughter who has been defiled and innocent but still lives in the world!" The more Jimo Xiong looked at Jimo Ziya, the more he disliked him. He wanted to get rid of it and he wanted to get rid of it. It seemed that as long as he got rid of this daughter, he could stop the rumors and get rid of the scandal of Jimo's family's resignation. As for whether family affection or not, as for how he loved her in the past, it didn't matter.

"Very good, since that's the case, I made three rules with my father. The first is that I received three palms from my father to repay my father's raising me for the past sixteen years. Regardless of life and death, there is no Jimo Ziya in the world. The second is that if I survive, if the Jimo tribe is in trouble in the future and want me to deal with the Jimo family, I will ask my father to let all the living people of the Jimo tribe come to welcome me. The third is that if I die, please don't forget that my mother is my father's wife." This last is considered to be grateful for her pleading just now. Although she is cowardly, her heart is real.

"Hahahaha--" Jimo Xiong burst into laughter.

The Jimo people present also burst into laughter.

Jimo Zixuan, who was sitting beside Erniang, and Jimo Ziting, who was sitting beside Sanniang, were even more smiling, and the beads on their heads kept making noises.

"What? Dad disagrees?" Jimo Ziya raised her eyebrows again.

Jimo Xiong immediately slashed over with his palm.

Jimo Ziya stared at her and quickly calculated the distance. She could only try to concentrate her palm wind on the key points of her body, because her current strength was impossible to get over her father's three palms with her strength.

In the first palm, Jimoxiong used three success forces. When Jimo Ziya was about to hit Jimoxiong's palm, her body quickly tilted, and Jimoxiong's palm hit her right shoulder.

Although Jimoxiong only used three successes, Jimo Ziya's whole body flew out and flew from the main hall to the yard. She fell heavily to the ground without stopping for a moment, wiped off the blood from the corners of her lips. She stood up, straightened her back, stood proudly in the wind, looked at Jimoxiong, and said firmly: "There are two more palms, Daddy doesn't have to show mercy!"

In the second palm, Jimo Xiong used five success forces, Jimo Ziya's body flew to the wall, hit the wall heavily, and then slid down.

Everyone thought Jimo Ziya was dead, but they saw her gritting her teeth and stood up.

In the third palm, Jimo Xiong used ten successes. Jimo Ziya sneered with a sneer on the corner of her lips, and her eyes slipped through disappointment and loss, and her whole body flew out and crossed the wall.

Ten minutes later, the servant came to report: "The head of the family, the eldest lady is gone!"

"I'll disappear if I don't see you! She should die a month ago!" Jimo Xiong finished speaking, bowed to the older people behind him and said, "Everyone, are you satisfied with what I'm doing?" At this moment, Jimo Xiong was a little annoyed. Obviously, this daughter deserves to die, why did she suddenly feel a little empty in her heart?

Several elders of the Jimo clan looked at me and I looked at you, exchanged glances with each other, then showed a satisfied smile, stroked their gray beards, and said one after another: "With a head of the Jimo clan like you, the Jimo clan will surely prosper, and I will feel at ease!"

"If the head of the family acts like this, he will destroy his relatives for justice. The Jimo clan will definitely become the leader of the seven cities!"

“…”

"I would like to ask for advice from all elders!" Jimo Xiong bowed again, his attitude was extremely humble.

The elders of these families were auxiliary ministers selected by the previous generation of heads and could not be offended easily. After all, they had hidden masters behind them, and were prepared for the Jimo clan to encounter strong enemies. How could they be fucked internally?

Outside the wall of Jimo Mansion, a dark shadow flashed. The man in black was wearing an iron silver mask and picked up Jimo Ziya, who had fainted, and a cold stroked across the corner of his lips. Jimo Ziya, whether he died or alive depends on your luck!

King of Jin's Mansion.

Jimo Ziya was in a coma for seven days and seven nights.

"What do you mean by the doctor?" Luo Zhongting was wearing a white dress, standing by the lotus pond with his hands in his arms, his clothes dancing with the wind, and his handsome facial features were as if they had been carved by a knife and an axe. The voice exuded a noble atmosphere.

"Prince, the doctor said that if she still can't wake up tonight, she will never wake up!" The man behind Luo Zhongting bowed and continued, "Why is the prince so worried about a strange woman?" He actually wanted to say, this is not your style, your prince. Don't you never look at women directly?

"Although this woman is a little stupid, she is a soulful woman! Look at her luck! When she wakes up, she lets her say a message!" Luo Zhongting said and walked towards the courtyard to the west.

He was the emperor's younger brother and the only surviving brother. After his mother gave birth to him, she sent him out of the palace and handed him over to the island owner of Wuxin Island, Mr. Dongli. When he was fifteen, he was sent back. That year, his mother passed away. Since then, his master Mr. Dongli has no news. The emperor sent a large number of people to search for various islands, but no one can find the island called "Wuxin".

Now, in addition to owning the Jin Palace, he also has 50,000 elite soldiers. Because he has soldiers, he must learn to be an idle prince. He must also learn to hide his strength.

I don’t know how long I stayed in the study, but Luo Zhongting received a message that the woman woke up.

"It's a big life!" Luo Zhongting smiled slightly, as handsome as a monster. He put down the book in his hand and stood up.

Jimo Ziya sat up with her body, her face pale. She coughed, then looked at Luo Zhongting with her head tilted, and after a while, she smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to look so good! Oh, what's your name?"

Luo Zhongting sat at the table, about to drink tea, and with a sip, the tea splashed out. He suddenly put the tea cup on the table, stood up, flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left. He thought that the woman he saved was a strong woman who dared to compete with his family with his life, but he didn't expect that she was just a snob.

When he walked to the door, Luo Zhongting frowned, turned his head, looked at Jimo Ziya coldly, and mocked: "Just like this, can everyone in the Jimo tribe welcome you back home?"

Jimo Ziya smiled without saying a word. After a while, she pursed her lips and said, "Thank you!"
Chapter completed!