Pit King's special tricks for getting out of the pit

The two were about to revisit their old place, and when they planned to walk slowly from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, they were blocked by noise.

The mountain pass, which was empty before, suddenly had a few more people, who were pushing and shoving and arguing about something.

It was two men and two women, the women turned their backs to them, and the men faced each other.

The men are wearing the same clothes and swords, and they should be disciples of the Thinking Sect.

"It's really insane." Jiang Bei said angrily.

Jiang Hu also frowned, because the woman who was pushing the disciple of Sisi Sect said "give me back my child".

One of the men pulled his face, pushed the woman away with a bad attitude, and cursed: "Crazy."

The woman's foot was unstable, she was pushed by him and staggered, and almost fell down. Fortunately, the woman who had been standing behind her had a sharp eye and quickly supported her.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Bei stepped forward quickly, and said sharply, "Presumptuous."

The man looked over abruptly, and was about to speak, but was so overwhelmed by the other party's aura that he couldn't speak.

The visitor was young, he looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his eyes were deep and dark. Just when the man met his gaze, he felt his neck was chilly, as if there was an invisible sword hanging on that weak spot.

"You... who are you?"

"The orphan of the Jiang family...Jiangbei."

Jiang Bei was so blunt about revealing his identity, Jiang Hu was still stunned for a while, but he thought that there was no need to hide it, so he didn't make a sound.

But the woman who heard these words turned her head tremblingly, her black eyes full of tears were full of disbelief.

Looking at each other, Jianghu and Jiangbei froze into a straight line at the same time.

Everything about Jiang's family will only flash in my mind when I dream back at midnight.

It is like a bubble, poking open is joy, anger, sorrow and joy, yin and yang are separated.

There are the gentle and amiable Feng Qingniang, the insignificant Jiang Shu, a generation of outstanding people in the south of the Yangtze River, and a nagging girl...

Jianghu never thought that she was still alive, whether it was because of the messy memory of that night or something, Jianghu thought that she had weathered with the Jiang family compound, but at this time, the sun was just right, and the people in front of him still looked like twenty, as if The face carved by the vicissitudes of time did not appear in his eyes, just that one glance shocked his three souls.

Just when Jianghu and Jiangbei were in a daze, the woman pushed the woman away and staggered over: "Master...Master."

Jianghu suddenly felt a little timid, he didn't know how to open his mouth, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, and his heart was in a mess.

Jiang Bei also looked unclear: "Xiaoyun..."

Xiaoyun was afraid that this was another dream, and the person in front of her would disappear again if she took a slow step, regardless of her posture or image, she lifted her skirt and ran away and plunged into Jiangbei's arms: "young master ..."

Jiang Bei couldn't help hugging the crying man in his arms.

Jianghu's fist loosened and clenched, and finally hung down powerlessly. He restrained his emotions and looked at the disciple of the Sisi Sect: "Where's her child?"

Don't be angry and arrogant... This person is more terrifying than the previous one.

The two disciples opened their eyes, but did not dare to move, allowing their clothes to be wet with sweat.

Jiang Hu half-closed his eyes, and his voice was as deep as a mountain: "Say." At the same time, he released his cultivation, and in an instant, the surrounding atmosphere changed suddenly, and the wind was surging, like a mountain rain.

His spiritual power was like a noisy gust of wind and rain, which made the insects and birds in the forest restless and screamed one after another.

The two disciples were sweating profusely, and their hair was wet. They were afraid that the person in front of them would suddenly get into trouble, so they knelt down and begged for mercy: "Senior, please forgive me...Senior..."

The two fell silent suddenly, and the time seemed to be elongated, because they clearly felt something wrapped around their necks.

It seemed to be the line that silently decapitated them.

"where?"

The man cried: "This person is a lunatic, she has no children at all."

"Bah..." The man's arm was suddenly cut with several blood lines.

Jiang Hu said in a deep voice, "How can my Jiang family allow you to insult me?"

The man was so frightened that his face was ashen, and he said in a trembling voice: "I don't dare... Senior, if you don't believe me, you can ask this aunt."

Under Jiang Hu's gaze, the woman who had been silent all this time trembled and said, "Xiaoyun...Xiaoyun has been like this for many years."

Jianghu glanced at Xiaoyun who was half-embraced by Jiangbei again, and then withdrew his spiritual power, and when he climbed the foot of the mountain, the clouds disappeared like thunder, the pressure all over his body disappeared, and the insects and birds gradually returned to silence.

Jiang Hu: "Go back and tell Zhangjiao Jia that Jiang Hu and his younger brother thanked him for confiscating his father's body that day. They will pay a visit soon. Let's go."

Jiangbei Daheng picked up Xiaoyun, who was overexcited and unconscious, and walked towards the city.

Jianghu found the nearest inn and asked for two upper rooms.

Jiang Bei put Xiaoyun on the bed, and said to the woman who came with him, "Ma'am, please fetch some water to wash Xiaoyun."

As some people grow up, others will grow old naturally. I haven't seen you for seven years. Xiao Yun, who was like a flower in those days, now has wrinkles.

Auntie obviously took care of Xiaoyun often, and accidentally learned that there were two young masters in Jiang's family. She was frightened before she could be surprised, and immediately turned and went downstairs without saying a word.

Jianghu poured a glass of water, squeezed Xiaoyun's mouth open, put in a elixir to calm the nerves, and took the water together.

Jiang Bei leaned on the head of the bed and sighed, "Unexpectedly, Xiaoyun is still alive."

"After she got married, I didn't allow her to return to the Jiang family to serve me. Maybe she saved her life because of this."

Jiang Bei was puzzled and said, "What's the matter with that child? And Xiaoyun's husband..."

Jiang Hu put the cup back on the table, with no expression on his face: "I'll find out later, just ask my aunt."

Jianghu looked like a normal person, but beside him was Jiangbei, and he couldn't hide the truth from Jiangbei, who was of the same origin as his compatriots. Stormy, because so was he.

Jiang Bei came over and sat down, and talked about another matter: "What you said just now, did you suspect that you thought about Ming Xiu's secrets and secretly handed over the corpse to the corpse king?"

Just now Jianghu only mentioned restraint but not superpower, as if he deliberately left something to point out, and both of them came to think about Master Menxing's questioning, the meaning is obvious.

Jiang Hu said: "Do you still remember the Fifth Elder?"

Jiang Bei asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say that something bad happened to her?"

When the two settled down, Jianghu told Jiangbei everything he knew and guessed, as if they were exchanging information.

"The Fifth Elder went to the various immortal gates to report the news. The closest one was the Sisi Gate, and the first one to arrive at Jiangzhou City was also the Sisi Gate. Senior Ling Shanzi said that he did not see the Fifth Elder back then, so I think the Corpse King was there at that time. They have already cooperated with Hua Wuyao, and they took advantage of Wu Taiping's greed to make a move."

Jiang Bei thought for a while and said, "The corpse king was seriously injured back then, and it was impossible to take away more than 300 corpses."

Jianghu stared at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "Flowers have no demons."

Jiang Bei's heart skipped a beat: "Is it the technique of transforming space?"

"This is the greatest possibility. Seven years ago, Hua Wuyao's wings were not fully fledged, and the corpse king was seriously injured. She must be cautious in her actions, and she didn't show her ponytail until today. I think...she felt that the time had come."

"If Hua Wuyao's goal is to repeat what happened back then, then the reincarnated Xizhou must be her primary target, but even A Li is not sure who Xizhou is, how will she know?"

Mentioning the number one rival in love, Jianghu's expression finally changed. He glanced at Jiangbei in displeasure, and said rather unpleasantly: "There is a saying that 'the enemy who knows you better', who knows whether Xizhou is Like to fall in love and kill each other."

Jiang Bei pondered over this sentence verbatim, and unexpectedly, under the righteous words, a slight sour taste appeared, and then he leaned over his face and said excitedly, "You're jealous."

Jiang Hu turned his face away, and blocked it with his hands uncomfortably: "What are you gossiping about all day long?"

"I care about you." Jiang Bei sat up straight and said, "Xiaohu, why don't you ever suspect that maybe you are Xizhou?"

Jiang Hu stepped on the shit expression: "I have nothing to think about?"

"Why? If you are really the reincarnation of Xizhou, then Ah Li must have found the wrong person."

"Your embroidered head is a pig's brain." Jianghu felt that there was still a gap between him and Jiangbei, so he said directly, "Even if I'm just Jianghu, he didn't love the wrong person."

"..." It took a while for Jiang Bei, with his embroidered head on his head, to realize how domineering Jiang Hu said.

He suddenly felt as if he was sitting on a needle board, his whole body felt uncomfortable from being stabbed, so he wanted to rush out, open the sound transmission beads and shout at Xie Li, "You are finished", and get away from his first love, Xizhou, as far away as possible, You have provoked the jealous king.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

"No ah!"

"Is it fair to your conscience to say this?" The small eyes almost blinded him.

"Hey, I miss Ah Li."

Jiang Hu was silent, lowered his head, and said in an unclear tone: "I want to too."

Jiang Bei didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over again: "What did you say?"

Jiang Hu slammed him down on the table: "My man, what do you think?"

"King Jiang Vinegar, please forgive me."

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