Chapter 1781 The Eastern Sea Thief

Chapter 1780

When the young man heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, please, everyone, I just ask, there is no other meaning."

His head was covered with cold sweat, and he stepped back involuntarily, unexpectedly tripping over a rock under his feet, and falling like a dog eating shit.

When he got up, those masters had disappeared.

He hurriedly called another guard: "Quick, hurry up and inform the patriarch that the person she is waiting for has arrived!"

It's just a pity that no matter how they cut corners, they still failed to reach the Gongliang clan before Xia Yuanqiu and the others.

The middle-aged housekeeper said angrily: "What's the use of supporting you, useless things? You can fall behind others even if you pass on a word, get out, and don't let me see you again!"

The two guards are full of grievances. They have wings and are still masters. How can the two little shrimps take the lead?

Gongliang Mansion.

"This place is still the same as before. It seems that the Gongliang clan has put a lot of thought into it!" Wen Rentuo looked at the scene in the house, it was still exactly the same as it was more than two hundred years ago, as if time had never passed here.

Jiang Wuyou teased: "You remember so clearly and have such a deep impression, you must have been here many times!"

Wen Rentuo said: "I only came here twice, once to send the injured Patriarch He back, and once for some official business in the academy, not the kind of private matter you think, don't just guess."

Jiang Wuyou shrugged: "So what if you guessed blindly? Anyway, He Ruyu is no longer here. Even if she is still here, she is still an old woman. What are you worried about?"

As soon as Jiang Wuyou's words fell, a sharp gust of wind suddenly hit him in the face.

Wen Rentuo was right next to Jiang Wuyou, with a wave of his hand, he lightly removed the force of the strong wind, and said in a deep voice, "Who is behind the scenes? Get out!"

A thin blue shadow appeared in front of everyone, it was an old man, as thin as a bamboo pole.

"How dare you gossip and slander the reputation of our patriarch, what should you do?" The old man's face was as dark as water, and his eyes were gloomy.

Zhu Yan said: "The mouth grows on us. We can say whatever we want? Why? You still need your consent?"

The old man showed a stern look on his face, and shouted: "Huangkou boy, you are looking for death!" Without further ado, he drew out his sword, picked a sword flower in the air, and stabbed straight at Zhu Yan's face.

Zhu Yan never grew up on a vegetarian diet. Although the old man is strong, he has not yet reached the realm of cultivating the gods.

Although it seems that there is only one step between the peak of Cultivation Zun Realm and Cultivation God Realm, there is a huge difference in strength, but it is not as simple as just one step away.

Zhu Yan leaned slightly to avoid the stabbing sword from the old man. The long sword flashed in front of his eyes. He stretched out two fingers to clamp the sharp and thin blade. With a crisp sound, the old man's personal sword was broken.

For a master who has been famous for a long time, this is undoubtedly a face-slapping humiliation. He didn't even make the opponent make a move, and the weapon was broken.

"Who are you?" The old man threw down the broken sword angrily, took a big step back, and asked with a frown.

Xia Yuanqiu said: "We are here upon invitation, please come out and meet your patriarchs."

The old man seemed to realize something, and hurriedly asked: "Are you the little thief from the East China Sea who captured King Bimon?"

Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What? In your eyes, we look like thieves?"