The Taoist priest from Qiushui Temple stood in front of the door with a sneer on his face.
People from the Jiang family are nothing more than that.
"Stop!" scoldings rang out, and Jiang Yuanqi looked at the people around him, "Beating an official of the imperial court is a serious crime of losing one's head."
The cold voice, the cold eyes, and the pressure that darkened their faces made the excited people suddenly wake up for a moment, and they looked at each other in confusion without making any move.
The Taoist priest of Qiushui Temple said: "Guan Gu, stop trying to confuse people's minds here. You committed such a heinous thing and you will die. You should have paid for the life of this innocent woman who died tragically. If you really pursue the case, this Taoist priest is indispensable."
We must do justice for heaven.”
"Well said!"
"The Taoist priest is right!"
"Come on, dog beater."
"Give me back my child's life!"
The quiet crowd became noisy again, everyone rolled up their sleeves, and they were very ferocious.
The yamen guard protected Jiang Yuanqi and wanted to rush outside, fighting with blood, but the opponent's fighting power was too strong, and they were no match.
"Sir, run quickly." He pestered the people desperately, grabbing the knife in his hand several times. Thinking of his master's order, he didn't take action after all.
When the enemy and we are fighting, timing is very important.
The government officials had scruples and hesitated, so they lost the opportunity and could only be beaten passively.
Jiang Yuanqi received a claw, and there was a streak of blood on his handsome face.
The Taoist priests at Qiushui Temple were happy to see that they had dominated this place for so many years, but the previous prefect was disgraced by them and ran away like a bereaved dog. The new prefect also had an embroidered pillow.
"Ahem!" One of the Taoist priests coughed lightly, looked at his companions, and said, "That's enough. After all, he is the magistrate of Hangzhou appointed by the imperial court, and he is the legitimate son of the Jiang family. If he really dies, I'm afraid he will not die.
Easy to explain."
The leading Taoist priest had a cold expression on his face. He glared at the person who spoke and scolded: "What do you know? This is Master's intention. Who let this man happen to be named Jiang and fall into our hands? We cannot forgive him lightly."
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It doesn't matter if you die, they Qiushui Guan didn't do anything. They are stupid people who ignore the laws of the court.
The Taoist priest from Qiushui Temple just stood aside, watching the farce in front of him. Not only did he not speak up to restrain himself, he took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.
At the critical moment, Jiang Yuanqi was about to fall into despair.
Several people in the distance saw the situation in front of them. A group of noisy people were chasing and beating several people.
Jiang Ningxuan's heart tightened and she shouted: "Father."
The Suzaku flew up, and a bright red flashed across the sky. The next moment, the flame suddenly appeared and burned.
"Ah!" The flames suddenly appeared in front of them, frightening everyone. None of them dared to move. The people who were on fire screamed in panic and beat the flames on their bodies vigorously. Some people simply lay down on the ground and rolled back and forth.
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The government officials took the opportunity to protect Jiang Yuanqi and rushed out.
Seeing this, the Taoist priest from Qiushui Temple said with a displeased look on his face: "Who dares to cause trouble here?"
The panicked people shouted: "Taoist priest, help me, help me."
The flames on my body can't be put out, it hurts so much.
The Taoist priest of Qiushui Temple took action, and a stream of water appeared out of thin air and fell on the people who were on fire, with a sneer on his face.
Even a mere ordinary fire dares to act so recklessly.
"Father!"
"Ning'er!"
Neither Jiang Yuanqi nor Jiang Ningxuan expected that the father and daughter would meet again after being separated for several years.
Jiang Ningxuan caught sight of Jiang Yuanqi's face, her eyes turned red, and her voice was filled with anger: "Who did it?"
She looked towards the opposite side with questioning eyes, and those who were looking at her all took a few steps back, not daring to meet her gaze.
Taoist Priest, please help me quickly. These people know sorcery and are so powerful!
"Ning'er, hurry up and let father take a look at you." Jiang Yuanqi's eyes on his daughter were full of surprise. Her daughter had grown up and became more beautiful, even more beautiful than the beauties in the portraits she had sent back in the past.
Lou Yunzhou stood behind Jiang Ningxuan, met Jiang Yuanqi's eyes, shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to be polite.
Mo Xingyuan, Duanmu Wen and others came forward to greet him one after another. Mo Xingyuan had a sweet mouth and spoke nicely, and soon he coaxed Jiang Yuanqi to look at him kindly.
We reunited here after a long separation and got along very harmoniously.
The contemptuous look on the Taoist priests' faces at Qiushui Temple changed. Their holy water was sprinkled on those people. The few people who were just howling instantly turned into wailing, and their voices were much louder. The shrill shouts were frightening.
The rolling, roaring, and shrill sounds were somewhat inhuman, and in the blink of an eye, they were burned to the point of losing their human appearance.
The people retreated one after another, fearing that they would be entangled in the strange flames and lose their lives.
The woman lying on the ground was motionless. Her poor husband could only moan and overturned the stretcher. The old woman who loved her son was hiding further than anyone else.
"Haha!" Jiang Ningxuan sneered, looking at the scene in front of him sarcastically.
Cold sweat broke out on the Qiushui Temple Taoist priest's forehead: "Holy water is useless? This is impossible!"
Suzaku's small eyes looked at humans with disdain: "Chirp!" Holy water? He has such a big face, and he dares to call him a holy son casually.
In the ancient ruins, after devouring the things left by the old phoenix, the flames spit out by the Suzaku became more powerful.
"Ning'er, the innocent people are innocent, don't really hurt their lives." Jiang Yuanqi begged, in other words, these people were just deceived and treated as abandoned sons, and they couldn't afford to care about these little pawns.
Jiang Ningxuan nodded, she would not take their lives, but the beauty's father had blood stains on his face, and that handsome face was almost disfigured. If they had not arrived in time, his life would have been in danger, and he had to be punished, otherwise
It's hard to get rid of the bad mood in your heart.
The Taoist priests at Qiushui Temple made various inquiries, but Jiang Ningxuan and others completely ignored them.
Lou Yunzhou stood with his hands behind his back, standing behind Jiang Ningxuan without saying a word. His aura of superiority was intimidating.
The Taoist priests at Qiushui Temple carefully looked at the group of people opposite, but they couldn't tell the depth of the group. The Xuanmen people were possessed of mystical skills, so they couldn't tell the depth. First, those young people were just ordinary people. There was another possibility.
, it’s because their mystical skills are much higher than mine, so they can’t see or see through.
The strange flames were still burning, and Qiu Shui Guan was frightened. They sent out a signal for help. They believed that these young and outrageous people across from them were the second type of people.
Suzaku established his power, and Kyuubi was not far behind. He grinded his teeth and exposed his sharp claws. The father who dares to bully his master is seeking death!
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, who dares to be so presumptuous in front of Qiushui Temple!"
As soon as the words fell, several figures emerged from the depths of Qiushui Temple, with evil shapes and evil postures, as if they were raising an army to accuse them.
"Little Queque, okay, don't let them whine." Jiang Ningxuan ordered, and the annoying noise disappeared. The real master was here. She had to calculate the battle of bullying slowly, carefully, and one by one.