The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 11 My Name Is A Fei, You Can Also Call Me Prince

"That's it! The harmony of yin and yang, and the reproduction of offspring is the orthodoxy of my human race... It's a pity that those holy land families, holy goddesses, don't know the tricks, cherish themselves with a broom, digest internally, alas!"

A half-grown boy, only fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in green clothes, was expressing emotion like a dog, and picked up Jiang Yifei's words.

"This little brother, who has such insightful insights, is really one of my generation..." The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head and looked at Jiang Yifei, "Why don't you come into my business and be my little brother, and we will rob the Holy Land and divide the saints with me in the future. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Your business? Just you?" Jiang Yifei curled his lips, "Still robbing the Holy Land? Is the Holy Land something you can rob if you want?"

"Are you good at spanking? Under a saint, you know how to spank for a fart?"

"Come out to hang out, you must have power, you must have a background!"

"Which path are you on?"

Jiang Yifei squinted at the person and spoke in a bad tone.

Yes.

He has evil intentions and is determined to be a peerless black hand and bring disaster to the world.

Every family in the Holy Land will have to go away sooner or later—either thinking about their living talents, or paying tribute to their belching predecessors, so as to refine a potion of chaos medicine.

However, the Jiang family is also one of the holy places!
This guy who looks like a dog, opened his mouth and shut up, thinking about the holy goddess of the Holy Land family, he couldn't turn a corner, and went to the Jiang family where he was... Can this be tolerated?

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment when he listened—is there anyone crazier than him?
He immediately became serious and reported which way he was.

"The Northern Territory Koumeng has my surname, and thousands of younger brothers call me by my name..." The young man in Tsing Yi raised his head and chest, "The unrivaled power——Jiang Yi, have you heard of it? That's my grandfather!"

"My name is Jiang Huairen!"

"What about you? Which road are you on?"

He had bad eyesight, thinking that if the little brat in front of him couldn't say one, two, three, he would let him know why the flowers are so red.

"Eh?" Jiang Yifei was taken aback for a moment, but then couldn't help laughing, "So it's the 'bad guy' brother... Sorry! Sorry!"

"My name is A Fei. If you don't like it, you can call me Prince. I can afford it."

Jiang Yifei raised his airs.

Jiang Huairen's eyes were wide open, the eyeballs were protruding, he clenched his fists without saying a word, and looked Jiang Yifei up and down, as if he was about to perform a martial arts performance immediately.

However, someone can be faster than him.

"Hey!"

Among the Jiang family's guards, a burly young man stepped out suddenly, walked forward more than ten steps, and put it on the shoulder of a big man who seemed to be idle and strong, and pulled him hard, causing him to stagger.

"Humph!"

The big man was not convinced, his body glowed, he broke the imprisonment, his eyes widened, and he growled, "God, do you dare to fight your cousin?"

"Heh! Is this the same dog? I haven't seen you for a few years, so why?" The young people were not to be outdone, and broke out the big man's nickname, hurting each other.

"Second Uncle!" Jiang Huairen was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"Can I not come?" Jiang Lao Er sneered, putting aside the dispute with "Dog Dan" for the time being, "You have such a little cultivation, you dare to come out and make troubles, and you are not afraid of being attacked by those shameless old guys from the Holy Land family. Just shoot him to death?"

"Don't you look at how many of our thirteen bandits have deadly enemies in the open and in the dark!"

"Father is worried about you, let me protect you in secret."

Jiang Laoer raised his hand and patted Jiang Huairen's head, there was a bang, it sounded like a good start.

Jiang Yifei watched and smiled, gloating.

"Second uncle, look, he's laughing! He's actually laughing!" Jiang Huairen tried to divert the trouble, pointed at Jiang Yifei, and shouted, "This must be laughing at your nickname!"

"Huh?" Jiang's second stared, then looked over, "Little guy, which branch of the Jiang family are you from?"

"My father can see that some people don't like it very much!"

"Who made my uncle wronged at Jiang's house back then?"

He clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles.

"You want to bully the small with the big? Shameless?" The burly young man pulled him.

"I'm Kou! Big Kou!" Jiang Lao Er laughed loudly, "Are you reasoning with me? Isn't this a joke?"

"If it doesn't make sense, then do you talk about ancestors?" An old man hidden in Jiang Yifei's shadow emerged. This is a living fossil. He has lived for more than 2000 years.

He is Jiang Yifei's guardian on this trip, he regards him as light, and he himself becomes a shadow, silently guarding him.

"Twelve uncles? You actually came out of the ancestral temple?" Jiang's second child's momentum withered all of a sudden, and he stopped blowing his hair.

"Oh." The living fossil said with a smile, "I'm old, I'm not far from death... On the last journey of my life, I want to accompany the rising sun and see the world for the last time."

"I don't want to say too much about you young people. But this child has won the favor of the ancestor's idea, and he is destined to lead his own line and open up the source in the future."

"So don't entangle your messy grievances and hatreds with him, you know?"

The living fossil of Jiang's family held a pair of casserole-sized fists, persuading him in a soft voice.

The old man was gray-haired, and the creases on his face were piled up so that he couldn't see his face clearly, but his fists were still strong, which made Jiang Laoer pick up the truth from his heart.

"You say yes."

Jiang Laoer muttered, and obediently withdrew.

Suppressed in his heart, he looked left and right, and headed towards a wine shop in the distance, as if he wanted to drink away his worries.

The burly young man wanted to keep up, but in the end he stopped and looked at Jiang Yifei.

"Go."

Jiang Yifei waved his hand, with a calm expression on his face, "I can't write two characters of Jiang in one stroke, we are all a family, if we part, there will be a day of reunion."

"The grievances of the past will be resolved sooner or later, the family... the most important thing is justice!"

He is very patriarchal.

"Young master is wise."

The young guard cupped his fists and chased after him.

Jiang Yifei watched with a smile.

Suddenly, he withdrew his smile, "That so-and-so...that Jiang Huairen, who told you to go?"

Jiang Huairen, who had slipped out a few steps, froze at this moment.

……

"Has the Jiang family changed? In the past, they still had to fight for the top and bottom. For the position of the Holy Master, they wished to beat each other's brains out."

"This generation came to fruition so early, the old man of the ancestral temple directly appointed you as the future Holy Master."

In a palace, Jiang Huairen and Jiang Yifei exchanged cups and chatted non-stop.

"I heard from my grandfather that back then he had an older brother named Jiang Zhe, who was originally a genius of his generation, but he was treated unfairly during the competition for the Holy Lord, and left with hatred, and has never been heard from since. "

"Because of this, my grandfather rebelled against Jiang's family in a fit of rage, pulled up a team, and became a big bandit."

Jiang Huairen sighed.

"I already know about this." Jiang Yifei nodded, "Put it down, I will vindicate your line."

"Not only to rehabilitate, but also to find senior Jiang Zhe, or his descendants, and bring them back."

Not rehabilitating is not acceptable.

Apart from family justice considerations, it is also because this vein is really outstanding.

(End of this chapter)