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Chapter 693 Little Showa Has No Regrets

After breakfast, the group set off again to the gathering place of the six major sects.

It was a bit strange to be exterminated, why Song Qingshu was also missing, but she was just a little confused.

Along the way, Miejie led the disciples to the gathering place, but the atmosphere was different from usual when the master was there and everyone was stern and quiet.

In the team, Jiang Siming walked among the female disciples and casually told a few old modern jokes, which was enough to make them laugh until their stomachs hurt.

So Jiang Siming immediately mingled with the female disciples of the Emei Sect, and was very happy to be surrounded by women.

Soon, everyone arrived at the gathering point of the six major sects. When the guards saw that it was the Emei sect, they immediately went to report it.

After a while, people from all major sects came to greet him.

While Master Jue was greeting them in front, Jiang Siming was still having sex with a girl among the female disciples.

From the Wudang Sect, Song Qingshu, who was standing next to Song Yuanqiao, recognized Jiang Siming at a glance.

"Dad, look, it's him!"

Song Yuanqiao looked at it with some shock in his eyes. Isn't Jiang Siming a person who has been issued a fatwa by Emei? Why did he get mixed up with the Emei sect?

"Dad, this man insulted my sect in the past and seriously injured Junior Brother Wuji. Do you want to take this opportunity to mobilize the six major sects and kill him first?"

Song Qingshu said viciously that he was not trying to avenge Junior Brother Wuji.

It was purely because he saw Jiang Siming and Zhou Zhiruo fighting fiercely, and Zhou Zhiruo's shy and happy expression that made him jealous, and he wanted to kill Jiang Siming right now.

But he knew that he was no match for Jiang Siming, so he could only encourage his father to borrow the help of the six major factions.

Song Yuanqiao was still an honest man and said: "Since he is with the Emei sect, he must have cleared up the past feud with Emei. There may be some misunderstanding. Let's wait and see what happens."

Song Qingshu was very reluctant to hear this, but there was nothing he could do about it.

After chatting with the other sects for a while, Miejie came over and took his disciples into the temporary residence of the six major sects.

Jiang Siming thought this kind of party was too boring, so he planned to go to Guangmingding first.

At this time, Guangmingding was on full military alert. In order to resist the siege of the six major sects, the Mingjiao had also made great efforts to defend Guangmingding.

The entire Guangmingding Mountain was under martial law, and the Ming Cult's men were everywhere.

Jiang Siming did not choose to sneak up the mountain, but walked directly to the mountain gate in a bold manner.

Immediately there were Mingjiao guards fighting against each other.

"Go tell Yang Xiao that I, Jiang Siming, am here." Jiang Siming said.

The guard hesitated for a moment, and finally someone ran to report the news.

At this time, in Guangmingding, Yang Xiao and White-browed Eagle King looked sad, and in a ward, a weak Wei Yixiao lay.

Wei Yixiao killed an arm at this time and his face was as pale as paper.

"Who on earth can cut off King Wei Bat's arm with one sword?"

The White-browed Eagle King was puzzled.

"Bat King himself didn't know, he only saw that the man's sword was red, and even Bat King's Qinggong was useless against it."

"What should we do now? The six major factions are besieging us, and King Wei Bat is seriously injured again."

"Don't worry, I found my grandson Wuji. He has already practiced the Nine Yang Magic Skill, and his skill is still better than mine. With him, there will be no problem."

"I hope so. It's just that your grandson is a bit lecherous and often disturbs my daughter Buhui and Xiao Zhao." Yang Xiao was slightly dissatisfied.

The White-browed Eagle King said with disdain: "Xiao Zhao is just a maid."

Yang Xiao reminded: "Is it possible that the Eagle King has forgotten that Xiao Zhao is no longer a maid, and that young man is not easy to mess with."

The White-browed Eagle King snorted coldly and said: "Yang Xiao, are you really so cowardly that you are so scared by a young man's words?"

Yang Xiao also wanted to say that when a guard came up to report, he really said Cao Cao and Cao Cao were here.

Yang Xiao immediately welcomed Jiang Siming to Guangmingding.

After coming up, Jiang Siming said straight to the point: "Shi Yang Zuo, I just came here to see Xiao Zhao. Where is she?"

Yang Xiao thought Jiang Siming came to talk about business, but he didn't expect that he just came to see Xiao Zhao...

However, Yang Xiao did not dare to hide it and said: "Xiao Zhao is still in my mansion, but she is no longer a maid. I have regarded her as an adopted daughter."

Jiang Siming glanced at Yang Xiao, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Then take me there."

"Since Young Master Jiang wants to go, I'll lead the way."

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, the White-browed Eagle King snorted coldly: "Yang Xiao, you are the left envoy of the Ming Cult. Why do you act so humblely? When did you become the leading doorman?"

The White-browed Eagle King was angry when Jiang Siming came in and acted like the boss. In addition, his grandson almost died in his hands, which made him even more displeased.

Jiang Siming took back the steps he took and turned around to face him: "Are you not convinced? Don't think that I won't hit the old man when I grow older."

The White-browed Eagle King became angry and said: "I don't believe you are a fool with three heads and six arms!"

After finishing speaking, the White-browed Eagle King was about to take action when he suddenly flew backwards and hit the stone wall. He vomited blood and looked horrified.

It’s not just him, Yang Xiao is the same.

He had always felt that Jiang Siming was anything but ordinary. When he saw Zhang Sanfeng's attitude towards him, he was wary.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Siming really took action now, and the White-browed Eagle King didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"You are disrespectful to me and deserve a beating. Let's go."

After Jiang Siming cursed, he turned around and left. The White-browed Eagle King behind him no longer dared to chirp, and fell to the ground to be helped by others to adjust his breathing.

Along the way, Yang Xiao's attitude towards Jiang Siming became more friendly, and he once again said that he wanted to invite Jiang Siming to serve as the deputy leader of the Mingjiao.

Unfortunately, Jiang Siming was still not interested, and Yang Xiao did not dare to keep talking, fearing that Jiang Siming would be annoyed by it.

The two came to Yang Xiao's mansion, and a conversation between two girls happened to be heard inside.

"Xiao Zhao, please tell me again. What kind of person is Jiang Siming? Is his martial arts better than brother Wuji? He is very handsome. How does he compare to my father?"

Yang Xiao, who was outside the door, felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said to Jiang Siming: "My little girl has had a naughty and restless temper since she was a child. I am used to it."

With that said, Yang Xiao pushed open the door and walked in. Two girls were sitting in the courtyard inside.

One was asking questions beside him with a curious face, while the other was holding his face in a daze with a lack of interest.

As soon as Yang Xiao came in, both girls saw him.

"Dad, why are you back so early?"

"Father."

The two girls greeted Yang Xiao, but they noticed the young man following Yang Xiao.

When Xiao Zhao saw him, he opened his little cherry mouth in surprise with a look of disbelief on his face.

Then her cheeks immediately turned red.

On the other side, Yang Buhui was completely shocked by Jiang Siming's appearance, showing the shyness of a girl, and even secretly straightened his clothes.

.....(To be continued)


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