The road is lonely, and there is no one in the wild crossing.

The desolate north wind whistled, blowing the earth, and dead trees swayed in the strong wind.

The strong wind blows up the wind and sand, and the force is extremely strong, like sharp steel nails hitting people's skin, making people feel pain all over their body, and it is difficult to even open their eyes.

In the strong wind, two figures, one old and one young, were moving rapidly in the wind and sand, and their clothes were stained with soil. It was obvious that they had been running around for a long time.

Ouyang Ming smiled and said, "Senior He, I arrived at the ancient city ahead. I didn't expect it to take so long to go out this time."

"Yes, I'm almost unable to bear the old bones." Even though that was the case, the old man was in high spirits, and the sword box on his back rang out. In this way, just one glance at him, you will know that something big happened to him, and it was a great thing.

Although he couldn't find a way to reshape his foundation this time when he went back to Jianfeng, he saw the dawn again just when he had no hope in his heart. Because Ouyang Ming had promised to reshape his foundation, he was extremely surprised.

The ten statues of gods outside the ancient city still did not change at all, and their colors were mottled.

The streets in the city are old and stained with a faint gray color.

The streets were bustling with people. The two of them looked at each other and saw the comfort in their eyes.

Outside the city, without the guardian of the gods, you may be attacked by monsters at all times. The string in your heart is always tense, and as soon as you enter the city, you relax.

Changshou Lane was quiet. As soon as the two of them walked to the entrance of the alley, Master Duan looked panicked and his eyes were filled with fear. He walked over quickly and said with an anxious look: "Brother Yu, Master He, Xiaoman has something wrong!"

"Hmm? What's going on?" Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light and he looked over.

He Jian's face turned cold, and a pure sword intent scattered.

Master Duan was slightly stunned, with a look of horror, and thought to himself, is this still Old Man He? How could it be so terrible?

In this Changshou Lane, he is the most ordinary person. Jiang Yingrong is the daughter of the head of the Jiang family. He has amazing talent since he was a child. He has three wisps of dragon blood, and only two wisps are missing to reach the level of return to the ancestor. This kind of talent is enough to rank among the top ten in the entire Jiang family. As for He Jian, he is even more cruel and ruthless, who uses the body of a spirit to block the three moves of the Venerable. Only Master Duan, although he is a forge and his identity is extremely noble in the ancient city, but compared to Jiang Yingrong and He Jian, this identity is not enough, and it seems too ordinary and mediocre.

As for Ouyang Ming, he is even more lucky and is the darling of this era.

In the entire spiritual world, it is unparalleled.

After a few breaths, Master Duan came to his senses and whispered: "Shopkeeper Jiang took his three children back to the Jiang family, but he encountered the people from the Blood Dragon Ji Qi family halfway, and they were going to take Xiaoman away."

"What happened later?" Ouyang Ming's voice was very soft, but deep in his words, he had a strong murderous intent.

Master Duan glanced at Ouyang Ming with his light, and saw that he looked calm, then replied softly: "Later, Manager Jiang told him about his identity, and the people of the Blood Dragon Family were unwilling to retreat. But just when Manager Jiang thought that all this was over, the people of the Ji family attacked Xiaoman, as fast as lightning, causing him to be highly poisoned. He had not woken up yet, and he had no idea of ​​life and death." His voice became lower and lower, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart, as if the air around him had been condensed.

"Blood Dragon Family, Humph!" Hearing this, Ouyang Ming sneered. Ji Qi came to cause trouble for himself as soon as he entered the ancient city. Now the Ji family beat Xiaoman even more to death. He will definitely avenge this revenge, and he will return it ten times a hundred times. Although he is easy to get along with on weekdays, he hides fierceness and coldness in places that others cannot reach.

The sword box on He Jian's back also jumped continuously, and the long sword in the box was about to be sheathed, emitting its edge.

The scene fell silent for a moment, leaving only the whimpering wind.

After a while, Ouyang Ming's face was calm and he said, "Senior He, my previous promise may have to be delayed for a while. Xiaoman was entrusted to me by his grandfather. I can't see something happening to him, and I hope you forgive me."

He Jian waved his hand and said, "What did Brother Yu say? Xiaoman is half of my disciple, and I will not let it go."

Looking at this scene, Master Duan was like seeing a ghost, his mouth spread apart and his pupils contracted.

I only have one thought in my mind. Is this still the taciturn He Jian? Why is there a little compliment in this voice? He is messy and completely messy. He has been with He Jian the longest time and knows clearly what kind of bad temper he has. How to say it, it is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. If you don’t like it, even if you say it out loud, he will not reply to you, but now, this inherent impression has been completely broken.

He was extremely curious about what happened this time? And what ability did Ouyang Ming have that actually convinced Old Man He?

Ouyang Ming didn't understand what was in his mind, and continued, "Senior He, it's not too late to do this. I really can't let go of Xiaoman in my heart. I hope Senior He can accompany me to the Jiang family." He knew in his heart that since He Jian had joined the Heilongjiang family, his status must be quite high. If there is an acquaintance, he can tell a sympathy when he encounters something.

"Yeah!" He Jian nodded slightly without hesitation.

The two of them came and left in a hurry, and they left in a short while, leaving only Master Duan in the wind and was confused and puzzled.

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The Jiang family is undoubtedly one of the largest forces in the Daxu.

It covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, and is full of fertile land, which is extremely precious in the curse land. Because nearly 70% of the places in the ruins are covered with yellow and sand. The rest of the places are either dangerous or secret places, and there are not many places suitable for living and survival. The Jiang family covers countless lands, backed by mountains, and there are fertile fields in front of them. It can be imagined how strong it is.

The Jiang family's mansion is located in front of this mountain range, shocking all directions.

There are many pavilions, although they are not as carved and jade-made, they are also extraordinary, and are composed of dozens of courtyards.

There are streams, summer flowers, and all kinds of strange fruits in the pavilions. It can be said that this is a rare paradise in the curse land.

In a huge square outside the Jiang family, a black dragon statue about a hundred feet high stands. Each scale is lifelike, dark and deep, emitting a cold light, and its claws are extremely sharp, especially the eyes of the black dragon, staring at the sky, with extraordinary domineering aura.

Countless disciples of the Jiang family sat cross-legged under the black dragon, breathing and breathing.

In a woman's boudoir in the Jiang family, there are gorgeous everywhere. A bottle of incense burner embracing each person is filled with purple smoke, and the fragrance is extremely light and elegant.

On the pink bed, a six or seven-year-old child closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was in a nightmare. There was no blood on his face, and his breath seemed to be gone, as if he had nothing, as if he would die at any time. His clothes were gone, revealing his wheat-colored skin. He was Xiaoman.

An old man with gray hair and white robe and white cloth shoes pointed his fingers in the air.

A silver needle flew out and pierced into Xiaoman Tianling's acupoint. With a slight force, the silver needle flew back. The tip of the needle was stained with a wisp of light black blood. The old man glanced at the blood, put away the silver needle, and sighed heavily.

His name is Jiang Zhihai, and he is the best person in the entire Jiang family who is good at pharmacology. Although his cultivation is only at the middle level of the spiritual, he is highly respected in the entire Jiang family and has a higher status than that of the cabinet elders.

Jiang Yingrong didn't say anything, raised her hand and led Jiang Zhihai into the hall. After brewing a pot of tea himself, she asked softly: "Elder Zhihai, how is Xiaoman?"

Her face was a little pale, and her pupils were dark all around her, obviously overworking.

Jiang Zhihai looked complicated. He glanced at Jiang Yingrong, bowed his hand slightly, and said, "Miss, this poison is extremely rare and has invaded the internal organs. Moreover, the blood power in the child's body is as if it was taken away when he was a child, and it is missing. I... I can do nothing! Judging from my current appearance, I can only last for seven days at most. I hope the lady will forgive me." He said this with great sincerity.

"Elder Zhihai, please think of a solution." Jiang Yingrong was anxious, and only felt her head buzzing.

Xiaoman was entrusted to her by Ouyang Ming, but after just a few days, something big happened, which made me feel extremely guilty.

The old man's face darkened and he said, "Miss, I'm really helpless..." After saying that, he stood up and folded his fists slightly, and retreated.

Jiang Qingcheng had a ponytail, his little face was bitter, and he whispered: "Mom, why do those people want to harm Xiaoman?"

Jiang Yingrong's face softened a little, and she forced herself to smile and said, "They are all bad people and they have a grudge against Xiaoman. It would be fine if Xiaoman didn't show up before. If they appear, they will definitely take action. I just didn't expect that my daughter, the daughter of the family, could not be suppressed. Yes, as long as Xiaoman dies, how could the Jiang family make a big fight for such a child?" Her voice was very soft, and even she didn't know why she told Jiang Qingcheng.

"Oh!" Jiang Qingcheng nodded.

"Where is Xiaolan?" Jiang Yingrong asked. Xiaolan was too young and not as strong as Xiaoman. The scene of Xiaoman being seriously injured deeply stimulated her.

"In the room, I don't want to speak or come out." Jiang Qingcheng replied. Her figure became taller, her calves were slender and straight, and even the buds that were about to bloom became bigger.

Jiang Yingrong sighed casually, she never expected that so many things would happen when she came back this time.

Looking at the sky outside the window, I couldn't help but think of what he would do if he encountered such a situation. I remembered Ouyang Ming's domineering back in my mind.

But after thinking for a while, my mind was still messy and there was no thought at all.

Jiang Qingcheng walked to her side, gently pulled her hand, and whispered: "Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"I'm so old and I still have to sleep with me?" Jiang Yingrong shaved her nose.

"When I was in Changshou Lane, I always slept with my mother. Why can't it work now?" She muttered. When she came to the Jiang family, she always felt that she was out of place. Her cultivation was not as high as theirs, and she was not as cunning as theirs. She spoke with deep meaning. She was a simple person and didn't want to guess, so she felt very uncomfortable.

And only the mother in front of her is her greatest attachment.
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