Just after the first night when the Imperial City Secretary completely turned into a mad dog, a group of thirty or forty people hid in the Taoist temple that the Jia family worshiped all year round outside the city.
That’s right! It’s the Taoist temple where Jia Jing became a monk!
Could this small group of people be the secret forces kept captive by Ningguo Mansion?
If so, why didn't they hide back to Ningguo Mansion during such an emergency, but instead took a detour to the Taoist temple outside the city?
Jia Lian was very interested in this, because he suddenly discovered that he had been ignoring this Uncle Jing of Ningguo Mansion!
Over there, Liu Jin, the Imperial City's Chief Superintendent, hurriedly took the information that the Black Lotus Society's captured deputy incense master had been tortured through the night, and while asking subordinate branches across the country to start cleaning up, he quickly headed to the palace to report to Emperor Shengyuan.
Got it!
This time, Jia Lian also led nearly a hundred [legion] guards to surround the Taoist temple outside the city!
Jia Xiazhou was going to take charge of Rongguo Mansion. This time, Jia Lian was accompanied by Jia Sidao, the newly promoted Xiantian Realm Grandmaster, and seven or eight personal guards. They climbed up the steps and came to the gate of the Taoist temple. They met several spectators.
Seeing the confused look from the Taoist at the door, Jia Sidao waved his hand inwards.
"The Duke of Rongguo is doing business, so please stay away for the time being!"
Jia Sidao shouted loudly and suddenly exploded, startling countless birds and animals in the surrounding mountains and forests. Except for the men guarding the back door of the Taoist temple and several weak points outside the walls, the rest of the guards swarmed in without saying a word.
Not long after, the sound of swords clashing came from the temple, but soon the resistance became smaller and smaller, until...
"stop!"
A voice with a strange rhythm suddenly came out. This voice contained some kind of strange spiritual power fluctuations, giving people a wake-up call and a shocking wide-area special spiritual impact, which made all members of the [Legion] bodyguards at the peak of the Houtian realm
They all paused for a moment.
Although the guards all regained their mobility in an instant, after seeing the person who made the noise clearly, they stepped back half a step and did not continue to take action, but still surrounded these people who were guarding the side hall of the Taoist temple.
Jia Lian and his party, who were standing far behind, looked interested when they heard the voice.
"Is this the ability of Confucian Haoran's righteousness? It feels a bit like those green-skinned shamans!"
"General, please go down and have a look."
"Well, after all, they are all named Jia, so there is no need to make it look too ugly."
"As you command!"
Jia Sidao's figure instantly became blurry, as if teleporting, crossing a long distance, bypassing the guards who were surrounding him with their backs to him, and suddenly appeared opposite the figure blocking the guards.
In the extreme shock of the man, Jia Sidao, who was very charming in appearance, bowed slightly to him, raised his hands and saluted:
"It turns out that my nephew Jia Sida is respectful to the eldest master!"
"Are you... the mistress of Erlei's family? Aren't you working as an errand in Rongguo Mansion? Why did you bring people to my place and actually started attacking my people?"
"Oh, are they really people who respect you, sir? I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case!"
"You bastard... Humph! It's not your turn to talk too much!"
Perhaps Jia Sidao's appearance was indeed intimidating enough, so Jia Jingsheng suppressed the curse in his throat.
A junior in the clan actually led people to surround him, the former clan leader! If it weren't for the fact that this junior seemed to be capable, Jia Jingfei would have scolded him for being such a bitch. Did he really think Xiu Haoran was a righteous person and didn't have a bad temper?
"Haha, please don't be impatient, sir. My general will be here soon. Please be patient for a moment!"
Jia Sidao was not angry either, and looked at this family elder with a smile. He was born in the direct line of Ningguo Mansion, but he could calm down and study hard all year round, and finally became a high school Jinshi. However, in the eyes of all the descendants of the Jia family in the capital,
role models and idols.
Now it seems that although this person's righteousness is pure and profound, there is no trace of darkness and decline in it. In addition, Jia Jing is not young anymore. If he can't regain his strength in recent years, he can only
I am afraid that I will never be able to achieve the status of a great Confucian (the third level of Confucianism) in this life.
At this time, the guards behind Jia Sidao suddenly dispersed slightly, making way for a path. A man in black attire, tall and straight, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, held a green jade in his hand, and wore a long white jade sword at his waist.
A handsome young man with a golden kitten lying on his shoulder came to the two of them with slow but urgent steps.
"General!"
When Jia Sidao saw Jia Lian, he bowed and took half a step back to give up his position.
After Jia Lian and Jia Jing looked at each other for a short while, Jia Lian, as a junior, spoke first:
"My nephew Jia Lian, I have met Uncle Jing!"
"Are you really Xiao Lian'er? You've grown so big..."
Jia Jing had been hiding in the Taoist temple outside the city for many years without moving. Now that he saw Jia Lian again, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
"Uncle Jing, I didn't expect that it would be like this when we meet again. Can we, uncle and nephew, find a place to chat?"
"..."
"Come with me."
…
A large group of personal guards gathered around the side hall. As for the mysterious team that evacuated from the capital, they were almost completely defeated in a very short period of time when they encountered the [Legion] personal guards. They are now huddled on the side of the side hall.
There was a trembling voice at the door with lingering fear.
This was on the premise that the guards were concerned that they might be forces related to the Jia family and did not kill them ruthlessly.
The Rongguo Mansion Guards, all members of which are at the peak of the Houtian Realm, are so impressive!
In the side hall, in a spacious quiet room, Jia Lian and Jia Jing sat opposite each other. A pretty maid dressed as a Taoist boy served tea to the two of them, bowed and bowed before leaving.
Jia Sidao's iron tower-like body stood quietly behind Jia Lian, although during this period he had seen the amazing magic of the magic sword on Jia Lian's waist countless times, and the sword on his own general's shoulder couldn't help but look around.
The little breasts...Tiger.
He understood that Jia Lian did not need his protection at all at this moment, but this did not mean that Jia Sidao was willing to give up the slightest opportunity to perform in front of Jia Lian.
"Your team is quite good. It didn't collapse at the first touch."
"It's so shameful! I was traced here without even noticing it. I really don't deserve the name of...!"
"Uncle Jing, don't worry, I've already had people clean the front and back before and after they leave the city."
"Lian'er, it seems that many of these people you brought are members of our Jia clan. Who are they? And who do you work for?"
Jia Jing was extremely confused in his heart. Although the team outside him was no longer the most elite group back then, they were still 70% to 80% of the strength they had at their peak. If those people who had just faced Jia Lian hadn't been wary, they would have been afraid.
It's really going to collapse as soon as Jia Lian said!
"Before his death, the old man handed over the personal guards of Rongguo Mansion to my hands. I had nothing to do in the past few years, so I took some action to train them. Fortunately, there are still a few of them who are more up to date."
Jia Lian reached out and picked up the delicate white porcelain cup on the table, took a sip of the fragrant tea in the cup, and said indifferently.
"..."
The corner of Jia Jing's mouth twitched as he looked at his nephew who looked across from him who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. But thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid this is the only way to make sense. Otherwise, why would there be so many of those people who he thought were very familiar?
Man, but...this is too incredible...
"Okay, Uncle Jing, since your people are back, you should already know - I killed Yang Yong!"
Jia Jing finally managed to digest the fact that the people who almost killed his elite subordinates were the personal guards of his uncle from the neighboring house in previous years. He was about to pick up the tea cup in front of him and take a sip of tea to calm down his shock when he suddenly heard Jia Lian reveal in an understatement.
He couldn't help but be shaken by such earth-shattering information.
With a "ding!" sound, the teacup fell on the table and rolled to the ground with a crisp sound...
