Everyone downstairs felt relieved after feeling this powerful force.

They finally believed that Lin Changfeng had completely recovered his strength, which meant that the cold poison had been completely eliminated.

Then Lin Changfeng's next move is the Zhou family in Jiangcheng. After all, the old ghost has given enough clues.

"Do you think this junior sister will also be obsessed with the master?" Bai Yue lightly bumped Song Rushuang's shoulder.

Xia Simiao felt a little uncomfortable hearing these words.

He didn't know what kind of expression he should show, whether it was smile or helplessness?

After all, Xia Dongxuan is his granddaughter. He is really happy for her to find a good family, but this person is Lin Changfeng... which is great.

But with the forces that Lin Changfeng has offended now, what kind of help can he covet from his granddaughter?

So this is also the saddest place.

"Forget it, it's her right to like whoever she likes. I'd better not get involved when I get older." Thinking this in his heart, Xia Simiao also became Buddhist-like.

Glancing at Bai Yue, Song Rushuang sneered, "Do you have the nerve to say this? Do you want me to listen to last night's recording?"

After coughing twice, Bai Yue chose to remain silent.

Coming from downstairs, Lin Changfeng looked at Bai Chengwu and said, "I'm here in Fengcheng. You go back first."

After giving his niece a meaningful look, Bai Chengwu bowed and left immediately.

Everything returned to calm just because of Lin Changfeng's arrival.

Some people, however, were a little restless. Whether it was the Jin family in the imperial capital or the Zhou family in Jiangcheng, they were all prepared.

They knew that these defenses were somewhat feeble, but they still gave themselves some symbolic comfort.

Jiangcheng Zhou family!

Zhou Yu was sitting on the sofa. At this time, he was as impatient as an ant on a hot pot.

"What to do! The ancestor of the Jin family is dead, and all the elders of the Broken Sword Sect are also dead. Is it too late for us to beg now?"

He kept thinking about this problem in his heart, but finally found that seeking peace was impossible.

If possible, he wanted to escape Jiangcheng and leave China. Going anywhere would be better than staying here.

"Don't be afraid, I will contact Duanjianmen now."

Sitting on the bed next to him, Jianren, who was wrapped like a mummy, took out his mobile phone tremblingly and prepared to make a call.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Zhou Yu cried and said: "What did you say last time in Fengcheng? What happened in the end?"

"You don't have to worry about these things while you're lying in bed. My Zhou family has suffered a complete disaster!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, but even so, Zhou Yu did not have the courage to be cruel to Jianren.

If it hadn't been for the other party's desperate attempt to escape, he would have died in the Song family villa.

In fact, Jianren did not expect that things would develop so tragically. Who would make up for the losses of their Broken Sword Sect?

A hall leader and two elders were killed. How much time will it take for them to recover?

Compared to them, what does the Zhou family's petty profit mean?

"Don't worry. After Elder Jin's accident, I notified Broken Sword Sect. It is estimated that they will arrive in Jiangcheng today."

Jianren continued to comfort him. Fortunately, the Zhou family had spent a lot of time and energy on his injuries during this period, otherwise he might have died on the way back to Jiangcheng.

Even if the other party said these depressing words at this time, he wouldn't be surprised, because he also knew that all this would come sooner or later.

While the two were talking, Jianren's cell phone suddenly rang. After struggling to answer it, a woman's hot voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Jianren, we have arrived in Jiangcheng, please have someone pick us up."

After simply saying this sentence, the phone was hung up.

"Should I send someone to pick him up now?" Zhou Yu asked.

Jianren's whole body was wrapped and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were bent a little, and he was obviously smiling.

"I didn't expect her to come too, so there's no need to be afraid!"

"Her?" Zhou Yu asked confused, "Who is she?"

His eyes moved to Zhou Yu little by little, Jianren smiled and said: "The Saint of Duanjian Clan, the biological daughter of the sword master, is now the master of Jian Mei Hall."

"Is it very strong?" Zhou Yu looked at Jianren doubtfully.

Nodding his head slightly, Jian Ren said sinisterly: "As long as she is here, Lin Changfeng can't change the world! Go and pick her up quickly."

Even though what Jianren said was very mysterious, Zhou Yu still couldn't let go and questioned: "What if it still doesn't work?"

"Otherwise, it would be better to ask the sword master to come down from the mountain himself."

Even though he was wrapped in a bandage, Jianren's face gradually darkened, and he whispered: "Don't underestimate the saint, her strength is not something we can speculate on."

"In that case, I'm going to pick him up." Knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, Zhou Yu headed to the airport with a worried heart.

He has already questioned Jianren's words. No matter what the other party says is ridiculous, he must maintain a sense of reason and cannot blindly trust him.

The last time he was at the Song family villa, he was too confident, which led to today's situation.

Jiangcheng Airport!

A hot beauty stood on the street. She was wearing a black miniskirt and a pair of black high heels. Her long legs were tightly covered by black stockings. Just seeing her lower body made people want to stop.

She just stood on the street and waited quietly, but she was able to attract the attention of countless men, and their hot eyes filled her face with a smile.

Behind her stood several old men with stern faces. Different from the beautiful women, they all wore broad robes and long sleeves like Broken Sword Liuyun.

"Let me tell you, hall masters, you are all old people. When you come to the city, you can't serve according to modern standards?" Jian Mei said, shaking the proud capital on her chest, causing passers-by to bleed from their noses.

"Look at me, this is how I dress so that I don't attract attention."

The expressions of several old men turned dark instantly, not attracting attention?

With your proud figure and the absolute capital on your chest, paired with this outfit, it's hard not to attract attention... Several old men thought this, but did not show any expression on their faces.

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She shrugged helplessly, Jian Mei didn't care about other people's eyes, and her delicate oval face always wore a smile that was nostalgic for the mortal world.

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