Yan Houyong was in pain and he looked at Yan Xiaowu fiercely.
Yan Xiaowu's expression did not change. If she hadn't still had her grandfather and Ye Qingge in her eyes, the halberd would have penetrated not only Yan Houyong's knees, but also his heart.
On the other side, the maid pushed Mr. Wei closer to Qing Ge. Thousands of city guards followed Mr. Wei, holding swords in their hands. As long as Mr. Wei gave the order, they would take action immediately.
Mr. Wei's whole body exuded the aura of a Five Sword Spiritual Master. His old face was covered with wrinkles and a strange smile appeared.
The way he looked at his grandfather was a little more complicated.
My grandfather was the woman he admired as a young man, she was the white moon in the sky, out of reach.
When my grandfather married the eldest son of the Yan family, he was filled with hatred.
He couldn't understand why he was inferior to Mr. Yan and why his grandfather didn't choose him?
As time goes by, we are all old.
It turns out that the fair and tender face is full of traces of time, and even the eyes are no longer pure as before.
In the first half of his life, Mr. Wei was full of passion, fighting and killing. In the second half of his life, he practiced in the mansion and guided the country behind his back. By the time he left the mansion, he was already a noble and powerful Five Swords Spiritual Master.
Three feet, two feet, one foot——
The wheelchair stopped. Mr. Wei looked at his grandfather, pulled out his spear, pointed it at Qingge, "If you don't want to cause trouble, come with me."
The spear was pressed against Qingge's neck. Qingge raised his hand, folded his fingers, and held the spear. He was about to speak. Grandpa suddenly made a move and hit Mr. Wei's forehead with a cane. A huge wound appeared on his forehead, and there was blood.
It flowed out wantonly, dyeing the golden crutch red.
The spear in Mr. Wei's hand pierced Qingge's heart, and the spiritual energy in the grandfather's body directly crushed the spear.
This gun is the treasure of the Wei family, and was refined by Master Feng Qingyang many years ago.
From the grandfather's spiritual energy, everyone could not sense the grandfather's strength at all. However, in front of the grandfather, Mr. Wei, the Five Sword Spiritual Master, was unable to resist.
The grandfather stepped in front of Mr. Wei and pressed his cane on Mr. Wei's left chest, "Mr. Wei, if you continue to persist in your stubbornness, after today, there will be no more Wei family in Luohua City."
Mr. Wei frowned fiercely, how strong is the grandfather?
Her aura was like the vast stars and the turbulent deep sea, which he could not detect at all.
All I know is that my grandfather is not weaker than him.
Even so, so what? Everyone outside the city belongs to him, so what does the grandfather have to rely on to dare to say "there is no more Wei family"?
Mr. Wei put his hand on the wheelchair, and his spiritual energy drove the wheelchair to move backwards. He raised his spear high and said, "Li'er, send the order. The government soldiers are coming to the Jueqing Mountains to capture the villain Ye Qingge. The city guards are surrounding the Yan family."
, Today, no one can stop me."
On the top of the mountain, a figure stood.
He is an old man.
An Suyou looked at Qing Ge quietly. He knew that all this was Ming Qianjue's plan, but seeing Mr. Wei pressing closer step by step and Qing Ge being silent, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Back in the far north, he was so obsessed that he couldn't save Ye Qingge, but now, he can.
An Suyou raised his feet and was about to walk forward when he suddenly looked towards the sky——
"Even I can't stop you?"
A voice sounded in the sky, and the people under the Jueqing Mountains all looked up to the sky. A huge fire phoenix, with wings made of flames and a sharp mouth, was huge, covering the sky and the sun. In the Jueqing Mountains,
Covered by a huge shadow.
On the back of Huo Fenghuang, there were three people standing, Jin Chanzi and Ji Hua, and another one was Lan Shengyan, who had an encounter with Qingge at Phoenix Mountain in the Western Sea Region a few years ago.
He was wearing a dark green robe, with clusters of flame totems embroidered with gold on the hem of the robe, and a jasper Xiao pinned to his waist.
Fire Phoenix is his mount.
This phoenix is not a mythical beast, but a flying spiritual treasure refined by Master Qingyang and Lan Shengyan's father.
The fire phoenix swooped down and was suspended in the Jueqing Mountains. Ji Hua helped Jin Chanzi walk down.
On the mountain peak, An Suyou's expression changed again and again, and his heart felt sour.
"Who wants to attack my disciple?" Jin Chanzi walked up to Mr. Wei, "Is it you?"
Mr. Wei's expression remained normal, "Ye Qingge committed more than ten crimes, committed murder, and was imprisoned in a dungeon. This is completely normal."
"Bah-"
Jin Chanzi spat, "Killing people and doing evil? You are the head of the Wei Mansion and hold a high position, haven't you killed too many people? Furthermore, even if you commit murder and set fire, it is not your turn to imprison Ye Qingge."
, Ye Qingge is my disciple. During this trip, the president of the Weapon Refining Guild specifically asked me to ask Qingge when he will return to the union. Even if he is to be imprisoned, it should be decided solemnly by the elders of the Weapon Refining Guild after discussion. Who do you think you are?
Thing? What qualifications do you have to dictate here? Are you the only one who obeys the orders of the Four-Star Continent? Are you the king of the continent? You are nothing and count for nothing. It is not your turn to interfere with the fate of my disciple."
As soon as Jin Chanzi spoke on the phone, he was not polite, and Mr. Wei's expression changed again and again, which was extremely wonderful.
He was pressed for time to take action. He knew that Ye Qingge was a prefecture-level weapon refiner, but Ye Qingge had not joined the weapon refiner's guild. If he eliminated Ye Qingge at this time, and waited for him to occupy the city and become king, the weapon refiner's guild would have nothing to say.
What Mr. Wei didn't expect was that Jin Chanzi would appear at this time, which was really beyond his expectation.
Jin Chanzi ignored Mr. Wei, walked to Qing Ge, looked left and right, worried, "Good disciple, are you okay? Where are you injured? Let me take a look."
Ji Hua: "..."
He is also considered Jin Chanzi's eldest disciple. Ye Qingge has to call him senior brother. Why is he not treated so well?
He was injured while refining his weapon and was bullied by people in the union. Jin Chanzi had never cared about him. He could only say, "What should a rough-skinned and thick-bodied man be afraid of?" He acted like a woman.
Moreover, after this sentence was heard by Jin Chanzi's wife, Ji Hua's mistress, the mistress and Jin Chanzi would quarrel because of it, saying that Jin Chanzi looked down on women because he looked down on her.
In the end, it turned into Ji Hua's hard work trying to break up the fight, which gave him a headache.
Ji Hua looked at Qing Ge eagerly.
Why is the gap between apprentice and disciple so big?
"I'm fine." Qing Ge smiled, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't I hear that you broke through to the prefectural level weapon refiner? After discussing with the president, Lanlan sent us here with the fire phoenix." Jin Chanzi said.
After finishing her words, Jin Chanzi glared at Ji Hua, "Look at Qing Ge, then look at you. You haven't made any progress at all. Be careful not to get a wife in the future."
Ji Hua laughed twice and said, "Xiaoye, Master just misses you."
The smile on Qingge's face deepened a little.
Jin Chanzi turned to look at her grandfather and asked, "Qingge, who is this old woman?"
Grandpa's face turned black, and he was so angry that he wanted to hit Jin Chanzi to death with his cane.
She and Jin Chanzi are old acquaintances, and they often interacted with each other when they were young, as well as the master of the Alchemy Palace.
Seeing that after struggling for such a long time, Mr. Wei still couldn't win Ye Qingge, he couldn't help but become anxious.
With the intervention of the Weapon Refining Guild, it would be even more difficult for him to deal with it.
Mr. Wei turned back and glanced at Ming Qianjue. He was cruel and made a desperate move. He raised his spear and said loudly: "Li'er, the city guard..."
Before Mr. Wei finished speaking, he saw tornadoes and sandstorms descending on the Jueqing Mountains in an instant.
Several figures, from far to near, suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain.