If you mess with the devil, it's over!

In the center of the long street to the north of Duanfeng City, a relatively large mansion is located here. The architectural style gathers the characteristics of the local style. The main entrance of the mansion is tall and spacious, and the two heavy doors are engraved with some kind of complex... The patterns of mountains and rivers look like ruins.

It is said that this is the address where the ancestors of the Duan family lived in their glorious moments. The reason why it was carved on the door is to inspire the descendants of the Duan family from generation to generation, hoping that one day they can recreate the glory of their ancestors.

The entire building looks extremely solid, like a small city. It lacks the elegance, but it gives people an extremely serious atmosphere.

There are two big characters "Duanfu" hanging high above the mansion.

Arriving in front of the mansion, Duan Jingtian exhaled a breath of breath and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar mansion that she grew up in. She looked away from the crowd. When she looked at the two heavy doors again, His eyes were only firm.

This is the home where I have lived since I was a child, and it is a place where I have suffered a lot of humiliation. My mother went out on a mission when I was three years old and did not return. Although I don't want to believe it, the fact is that my mother may have died.

From then on, she lived with her father in the Duan family's side line, changing from a direct line to a side line. It was okay at first, and she could still get living support from the family. After learning that she was a mediocre practitioner, and could even be said to be a waste, The family no longer cares about the life and death of father and daughter.

In order to ensure that he could live a life without enough food, his father became ill due to overwork and was looked down upon. He died of illness seven years ago.

If the Duan family didn't have someone he loved, why would he be in this place full of cold eyes and ridicules?

Thinking of this, Duan Jingtian's eyes were full of determination.

"Senior, are you here?" Duan Jingtian glanced around, finally glanced at the clear sky, and asked tentatively.

"Well, don't worry, the old woman is here to make sure you are safe and sound."

"But remember, junior, if you dare to cheat in the future, this old woman will be the first to kill you." Mr. Zhao's calm and authoritative voice sounded in his ears.

Qi Lan grew up under Mr. Zhao's watch, which is why she still respects Mr. Zhao despite her domineering personality even though there is a difference between master and servant.

"Senior, don't worry, the kindness of reinvention will be unforgettable." Duan Jingtian said seriously.

After saying that, he walked towards the mansion.

"Hey, you loser dares to come back and collude with outsiders to murder the young master. Even gods can't save you this time."

"Are you going to be kidnapped by my two sisters, or are you going to let me beat you up and drag you to the head of the house?"

As soon as they arrived at the door of the mansion, the two guards of the Duan family who were guarding the door looked shocked at first and thought they had seen it wrong. After confirming that it was really Duan Jingtian, their smiles and banter made their mouths fly to the sky.

Obviously, everyone in the Duan family has learned that someone killed the young master of the Duan family, and it is also related to Duan Jingtian.

Hearing these words and the two guards approaching him step by step, Duan Jingtian clenched his hands into fists, and the anger in his eyes was like a volcano about to erupt.

"Ah...ah."

Suddenly, just as the two of them were about to approach him, a terrifying coercion came from nowhere and pushed them down to their knees. A mouthful of blood almost spurted out from their throats, and they felt as if a weight was pressing down on their bodies. Dashan's face instantly turned pale.

"Thank you, senior." Duan Jingtian looked at this scene without any pity in his eyes. After thanking Mr. Zhao, he strode into the door.

In the main hall, five old men who looked to be over fifty seemed to be discussing something. The woman sitting in the first seat was wearing a dark yellow robe, with gray hair on her temples, and her old face gave people a calm and calm look. With a powerful feeling, this person is Duan Hong, the head of the Duan family. The four old men sitting on the left and right below seemed to have bad expressions and were very angry.

At this time, they all looked outside the hall, seeming to feel something.

"Sister." An old man stood up, his eyes flashing with solemnity.

"Go out and see who dares to act arrogant in my Duan family." The old man in the first seat looked cold and disappeared into the hall in an instant. After a while, several figures came to the martial arts field in the courtyard.

When he saw the younger generation of the Duan family falling to the ground, vomiting blood, and then looking at Duan Jingtian standing in the center, the old woman on the far left became angry.

"Shuzi, dare you?"

Making a gesture, the old woman's aura surged, and a terrifying pressure hit her along with an attack.

Swah——

Just when this attack was about to overwhelm Duan Jingtian and make her breathless, an even more terrifying aura descended, directly attacking the old woman's crotch. A figure in gray robe looked at her coldly in mid-air. With five old men in tow, the Duan family members who appeared again felt this aura, and all of them fell silent.

"who......"

"Fourth." Just when a woman was about to say something, Duan Hong glared at her. She could feel that the aura on Mr. Zhao's body was extremely strong, much stronger than hers.

"Senior, our Duan family has no enmity with our seniors. Why is this so?"

"According to the order, accompany this little baby to ask for someone." Mr. Zhao said calmly.

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to Duan Jingtian in the field. Although the five heads of the Duan family wanted to slap her to death, they were all afraid of Mr. Zhao and no one dared to do anything.

Duan Hong, the real leader of the Duan family, was even more troubled in his heart. When could this scoundrel climb up to such a powerful person?

And judging from the tone of the person in gray robe, it seems that she is just following orders. It seems that the Duan family cannot afford to offend this unknown force.

"Duan Jingtian, you are also considered a member of my Duan family..."

"It won't happen from now on. Let Xuan'er be free, otherwise don't blame me for turning the Duan family upside down." Duan Jingtian interrupted the old woman directly and looked at Duan Hong without any emotion in her eyes.

When Duan Hong heard this, he clenched his fists and stared at her, but when he felt Empress Zhao standing in the air above her, she let out the anger that was about to reach her head.

After a while, a young man with a good face and petite figure, wearing simple light blue clothes with patterns, walked out. He wore a fresh bow hair accessory on his long hair. He was brought out from the backyard. As soon as he saw Duan Jingtian Finally, he threw himself into her arms with tears in his eyes.

"Sister Tian."

"Xuan'er, it's okay, it's okay." Duan Jingtian looked at the young man who threw herself into her arms, and her eyes immediately became gentle.

After comforting the young man for a while, Duan Jingtian looked at the people present.

"From now on, the Duan family and I have nothing to do with each other. Senior, let's go."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao disappeared from everyone's sight again. The people present looked at Duanmu Tian's retreating back. Even though they were angry in their hearts, they could only watch.

in the restaurant.

Yu Xi was lying lazily in Qi Lan's arms. He didn't want to be like this, but the woman didn't let go of him, so he simply did as she wished. However, the young man was very dissatisfied now, and kept scraping his face with one hand. , pinch there.

"The wife..."

Looking at the young man's complaining eyes, Qi Lan smiled slightly.

"Angry?"

"How dare I be angry with my wife?" The young man rolled his eyes at her. Although he said this, his tone was still as insinuation as ever.

"That's not good." Qi Lan smiled and pinched his soft cheek again.