Chapter 1165 Lian Po is still young, the capital of the Ding family
Ding Gui knew who she was. Although there were some people in the world who didn't know her, the other person's words about Meishan Sect were enough to explain everything.
In addition, some people have seen the golden phoenix, and once they pass it on, it will be passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and a hundred to thousands.
"Some time ago, I heard that the leader of the Meishan Sect was seriously injured by a Buddhist monk from the Western Regions. Why did he appear here? It can't be a lie, right?"
"Looking at Ding Gui's face, I know it's true. Rumors, rumors, rumors, are all rumors. Naturally, there is moisture."
"Then what should we do? It seems like Master Jin is here to raise an army to punish us?"
"Let's see and then talk!"
For a moment, no matter whether it was a loose person in the world or the so-called seven sects, they all stared blankly, not daring to act rashly.
After all, the leaders of top-notch sects are here, and little trash like them can’t speak at all!
"Master...Master, why are you here? There was news a few days ago that you were seriously injured. I guessed it...it was a lie. I am preparing to leave for Meishan to visit you in a while!"
Ding Gui laughed twice and hurriedly shouted to the Ding family members around him: "Quick, go and bring a chair for Master!"
Jin Fenghuang's face was livid, and he raised his hand coldly, "Ding Gui, stop being so pretentious, you don't deserve to call me Master!"
"Haha... Master, this is not a matter of deservingness, because you are my master!" Ding Gui said with a cheeky smile.
Jin Fenghuang didn't pay attention to him when he heard this. Instead, he glanced at the Jianghu people at the scene, "This time all the heroes gathered in Ding County to eradicate the big devil Zhang Dabiao?"
After the words fell, the scene was still silent, but no one dared to take the lead at this time. After all, no one could figure out Jin Fenghuang's thoughts for the time being.
Is the answer yes or no?
If you answer this question wrongly, you could really die.
The heads of the seven sects were all sweating on their foreheads, because at this time, Golden Phoenix had already looked towards their seven leaders.
"Han Shaobo, tell me!"
Hearing this, Han Shaobo's head was buzzing, why me?
The heads of the other six sects all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they didn't become the first ones. This was great luck.
"Junior Han Shaobo, pay your respects to Master Jin!" Han Shaobo stepped out of the queue and bowed respectfully.
"Let me ask you, why did you come to Ding County this time?"
Han Shaobo's heart was beating fast, but at this time he didn't dare to tell a lie. He bowed his head and said, "Back to Sect Leader Jin, we were invited by the Ding family to discuss the matter of killing the big devil Zhang Dabiao.
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"Okay! Very good." Jin Fenghuang nodded slightly, and his cold eyes fell on Du Yusheng who was gloating about his misfortune again, "Master Du, let me ask you, what is a devil?"
"If you return to the head of the Jin family and do evil, you are a devil!" Du Yusheng also did not dare to neglect.
"Then let me ask again, how did you decide?"
"This..." Du Yusheng trembled all over, and large beads of sweat broke out along his forehead.
How to judge? How do you judge?
Do you need to say that? The minority obeys the majority. If everyone says you are a devil, you are a devil, and you are not.
This is an unwritten rule of the world, but how can such words be said on the table?
What is the right path? Most people say you are right, so you are right.
Who is a devil? Everyone says you are a devil, but you are a devil.
The principles of the secular world are the same when applied to the martial arts world. After all, everyone is essentially an ordinary person.
Of course, we cannot rule out that there are some real big devils, but don’t forget that there is another word called profit.
Everyone understands it, but these words cannot come out of his mouth, Du Yusheng.
So in his opinion, Jin Fenghuang just wanted to force Liang into prostitution, so he could only helplessly look at Ding Gui who was sitting in the wheelchair.
This matter is handled by your family. If you don’t stand up at this time, when will you stand up?
Ding Gui held the armrest of his wheelchair tightly. He was thinking about giving an order and instructing the heroes on the scene to kill the golden phoenix.
But as Jin Fenghuang said, he really doesn't deserve it.
The golden phoenix overwhelmed the crowd, the Ding family and Ding Gui remained silent, and the scene was still eerily quiet.
Those who were confused were already giving up at this time.
The smart ones are prepared to wait and see again.
Zhang Dabiao's wealth-making company is a high-quality asset. Whoever gets it can get out of the circle. This is a truth that everyone understands.
It's just that it's not easy to be a first-timer.
Is the Ding family strong?
If you can invite people from the seven sects, it's definitely useless just to have money. Now that you've spoken, there are so many rich people, so why can only the Ding family be invited?
On the one hand, it is a well-known reason that the Meishan Sect has always been the official backer of the Ding family.
On the other hand, Ding's Baji did produce some ruthless people.
"Why should Uncle Jin embarrass these juniors?"
At this moment, a very dull voice came from the door.
The plain ones are like the communication between ordinary people, and the plain ones are more like the daily teachings of the old to the young.
Even though he was called "Uncle Master", he was quite young, with white hair and white beard. He must be at least eighty or ninety years old. He was wearing a training suit, he was as light as a swallow, but he also contained the power of thunder.
Every time he took a step forward, the floor would make an overwhelming creaking sound.
This old man, in two words, is awesome!
For a moment everyone held their breath.
Ding Gui and everyone behind him also started to shout respectfully, some calling him daddy and some calling him grandpa.
Because the person who came was none other than Ding Wenjiang, an old man of the Ding family who was not a cultivator and could still give birth to a son at the age of seventy.
Seeing his father coming, Ding Gui and the rest of the Ding family felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Senior Nephew Ding, what do you say? Why do you say that I am embarrassing this junior?" Jin Fenghuang's expression did not change, his face was still livid, but breath is a very mysterious thing, and Zhang Dabiao could clearly feel that Jin Fenghuang was getting nervous.
"Isn't this embarrassing the younger generation?" Ding Wenjiang didn't say anything clearly, he just walked in front of everyone in the Ding family with a smile.
"Today all the heroes gather at the Ding family. This is a great blessing for the North China Wulin. Ding Wenjiang never expected to see so many outstanding young people from the North China Wulin in his lifetime. It is actually a blessing!"
As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject, "But just today, someone killed my three sons. This revenge must be avenged!"
"Just now Master Jin asked, what is the devil? Let me answer Master Jin, the murderer is the devil!"
Ding Wenjiang didn't say anything, but the words he spoke were sonorous and powerful, just like a shot of chicken blood shot into the butt, and everyone in the scene was on fire.
Han Qiang, Wu Qing and others were also panicked at this time. After all, the rumored Ding Wenjiang was already an old Lian Po, and he had not been concerned about worldly affairs for so many years, and he was still very old. Is it no longer enough to let anyone talk about him?
But I never expected that Ding Wenjiang would not only come out to the platform at the critical moment, but his posture would be clearly stronger than before.
Could it be that the Ding family will also produce a person as awesome and dazzling as the ancestor of the Zhang family?