Before, Yuan Wanying lived in the countryside. Now, of course, she has to go around the state capital.

"Go to Jinxiu City!" Yuan Wanying directly said the state capital closest to them.

This gourd magic weapon seemed to have its own navigation system. After a slight pause, it turned suddenly, turned 180 degrees, and flew wildly towards Jinxiu City.

Just as Yuan Wanying rushed towards the prefecture, the Jinxiu family in charge of Jinxiu City was already in chaos.

In the family's convention hall, the current patriarch Jin Xiuchun sat on the chair at the top and below and made a circle of family elders.

He looked at the elders with a serious look: Why did the bell ring? Haven't the spy believed it yet?"

An elder immediately said, "Brother Chun, you also know that since this sect undergoes that great change, the outstanding children in the family have long stopped entering this sect's practice. Now there are only eight disciples in this sect. That is really a mosquito flying in, and it can make people know whether it is a male or a female!"

Jin Xiuchun's face sank: "I'm the leader of the clan when discussing major events!"

These old people like to rely on their seniority and use their seniority to suppress others.

After pausing, seeing that although the elder Jinxiu Nianhua looked bad, he nodded. Jinxiuchun said again: "After that, the words of the saint who rang with the bell made me feel like I put down everything I had at hand and found this book to watch it happily."

The elders nodded one after another: "Yes, I feel this way, too."

"It's worthy of being the words of a saint? As soon as it appears, people can't help but follow."

"What a pity? All the books are in the sect, so it is not easy to get them."

Jin Xiuchun smiled arrogantly, "Then go to the sect to borrow it. A lot of the things in our family are borrowed from the sect!"

Elders, look at me? I see you do it? Finally, holding the long beard with your hands, and laughed knowingly.

Jin Xiuchun's eyes fell behind the elders. A row of young men in green clothes standing against the wall with their hands hanging down. After a while, she finally looked at one of the tall and tall young men who were very handsome. She said with a smile: "Then let Chong'er walk on!"

Jin Xiu responded respectfully. Jin Xiujiang beside him immediately muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's him again? It's him who is also giving things to the upper sect. All good things fall on him!"

His voice was very low, but it was enough for Jin Xiuchun and the elders who were in the head to hear it.

Jin Xiuchun was furious. He grabbed the teacup at his hand and threw it at Jin Xiujiang. Is this a master of Nascent Soul? Not only did he have a correct head, but he also had a secret method to control the hot tea in the teacup. It was not until the teacup was about to fall on Jin Xiujiang. The teacup inside was poured out and poured over his head and face.

Jin Xiuchun cursed: "Things are not good at it? If you have a brother who is favored by Shangzong, what's wrong with letting you go!"

"Or you have the ability? If you let the upper sect choose you, you will be considered powerful!"

Jin Xiujiang stopped talking, and the other companions around him, when they thought of the pride of the family, they kept silent.

Jin Xiuchun saw with satisfaction that after losing her temper, all the people in the family kept calm and felt a little annoyed: These bastards always force me to get angry before they are willing to be honest and obedient!

His voice slowed down: "Okay, go, come back soon, set off directly, and quickly send the two big monsters that were unexpectedly harvested to the Shangzong!"

Jinxiu Chong responded again. Seeing that the tribesmen had nothing to say, Jinxiuchun stood up and left. After he left, the elders in the conference hall also left one after another.

Only a group of juniors were left, Jin Xiu Chong smiled at his fellow tribes: "Then Chong will take one step first."

The same tribes responded one after another, but only Jin Xiujiang muttered: "You will pretend!"

A young fellow tribe around him said disapprovingly: "The brother is amazing, what can I do? Brother Jiang, please stop complaining in the future."

Jin Xiujiang widened his eyes in dissatisfaction: "What, are you afraid of him? I'm not afraid of him!"

The young clan and Jin Xiujiang obviously had a good relationship. They glanced at the left and right and whispered: "I heard that after I got the letter from the clan, this man cared very much and rushed back from the upper sect in person!"

Jin Xiujiang opened his eyes widened: "Aren't there just two big monsters? As for?!"

The young fellow tribe looked at his stupid brother, and couldn't help but wonder if he shouldn't have disclosed the news to him.

Finally, he still embroidered another story because of his past relationship: "It's not a big monster, it's two demon kings!"

"And they are two demon kings with ancient blood!"

Jin Xiujiang gasped and asked stammered: "A demon of ancient blood, demon king? How did our family catch it? Could it be that he woke up the ancestor?"

The ancestor of the Jinxiu family was also one of the victims of Wenzong's full bloom. He survived the war with great luck, but only breathed a sigh of relief when he got home and had to shut up.

The young fellow tribe's expression became very strange, "No, it is said that they were picked up by the family."

Pick, pick?

Can the demon king also choose?

Still a demon king with ancient blood!

Jinxiujiang has become completely honest - the family background is really unfathomable.

At this time, Jin Xiuchong, who had already boarded the family's fairy boat and flew towards the Wenzong Sect.

As soon as he flew out of Jinxiu City, Jinxiu Chong, who was standing at the head of the boat, saw a big gourd rushing over in a arrogant way.

He immediately recognized that this was Wen Chai, the head of Wen Zong. Although in this secret realm, most of the major families who control the sects looked down on this sect, the senior brother of this sect still had to give enough face to him.

After all, this senior brother of the sect is not visible and has gone out to travel around for hundreds of years, and after returning, he becomes a tycoon. Who knows if there will be other adventures, and he will break through in a blink of an eye and become the Daluo Golden Immortal?!

Jin Xiu Chong bent down immediately and said hello: "My younger generation Jin Xiu Chong has met Master Wen--"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a girl's crisp response from the opposite side: "I'm wrong, Master Wen is not here!"

He immediately looked up and happened to meet the little girl on the big gourd that was about to pass by.

The little girl looked only six or seven years old. She was cute with her big eyes, and she was wandering around. Seeing his eyes, she finally couldn't help but laugh like a silver bell.

Jin Xiuchong immediately said loudly: "You can sit on the portable magic weapon of Wenzhuo, which shows that you must be close to Wenzong. It is not rude for me to give a tribute to you."

Unfortunately, since his brother was selected by the sect, Jin Xiuchong has been strict with himself, for fear of causing trouble for his brother.

I don’t know at all that women in the world, no matter how big or small, hate the word they hear the most is old.

Even if she is 28 years old, if someone asks her if she is in her thirties, she will definitely turn against her face in an instant.
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