Chapter 387: 233. Who Do You Think You Are
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The four of them, including her husband, had already drawn their sabers and faced nearly a thousand opponents.
Her husband had finally shed his humble and polite side and revealed his powerful side. He had killed those who had spoken rudely and bullied others.
As for the other two girls, one of them was extremely fast, like a swallow flying across the water. She danced agilely and swiftly among the crowd, killing people as if she was cutting grass.
The other little one was holding a knife and looking at those who wanted to escape. Whoever escaped, she would go up and stab.
Yang Fu regretfully discovered that her husband was actually suppressed.
As for the chivalrous man, he swung his saber with great force. The saberâs momentum was as steady as a mountain. Wherever it went, no one could match it. He wasnât bloodthirsty, but he would also be angry.
Who wouldnât be angry at the scene just now?
Now, the manâs anger was pouring out. No matter who it was, be it a noble, a city officer, or a young master, he would kill them all without hesitation.
And from his imposing manner and attitude, Yang Fu could feel that it was a
massacre.
These people were all monsters.
They were all people who opened Yang Fuâs eyes.
IfâŠ
There was no other man standing beside them.
The elder brother of the husband who seemed shy and didnât dare to look at others.
The husbandâs elder brother didnât even draw his saber. He only grabbed a blade of grass.
A blade of grass in his hand had already become a killing knife.
The long grass danced in the wind.
With every movement, one person would die.
He walked past him so that the blood would not stain his body or dirty his eyes.
Before he attacked, he was like a shy boy.
However, when he attacked, it made people realize that he was a monster with mysophobia who was hiding in the human world in human skin.
No, maybe it wasnât a monster.
He was too invincible, and his attacks were too casual. There was even an unwilling expression on his face. Such a personâŠYang Fu had never even heard of it, let alone seen it.
How dare you kill the imperial courtâŠâ
Someone shouted, but before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly. It was not that he was silent, but that the dead could no longer speak.
âDo you know who I am?
There was no answer or question, because the person who spoke was already dead.
âCrazy, youâre really crazy. You must be from the Demon SectâŠâ
The man who was used to madly putting labels on others could not finish his speech because he was also dead.
âThis must be a mo skillâŠ
Before he could finish speaking, he was already dead.
âEveryone, donât be afraid. There are only four of them. Iâve already analyzed their moves just now. Theyâre just slashing, stabbing, lifting, and waving ..
Before he could finish, he died again.
There was too much dust hidden in the soil of the human world.
Xia Ji had already understood this when he walked out of the Imperial Capital.
No matter what you did, you would find that what you did could not compare to a few rumors.
Rumors could be taken out of context and make everything you did worthless. It could also make you tired of running forever.
Why canât clouds cover my eyes?
Only a single rider leaves the mud and dust.
Xia Ji pulled the bride away from the bloody scene.
He returned to the side hall.
Yang Fu lowered her head uneasily.
She already understood that this was not her husbandâs father, but her husbandâs teacher.
In the distance, the battle was still intense.
Xia Ji suddenly threw out a token. This was the Su familyâs identity token. â
Take it out and show them. If youâre any slower, your people will die. â
Yang Fu hurriedly took it. She didnât recognize this token, but she still hurriedly ran out.
Outside the door, Yang Jing of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa was preparing the sword array.
Although those four people were terrifying, it wasnât like his Ten Thousand Swords Villa couldnât resist them.
With a long roar, the three thousand disciples who were cultivating at the back of the mountain immediately flew over.
Yang Fu waved the token in her hand and shouted, ââThird Uncle!â
Yang Jings face was ashen. His face was filled with shock, fear, and anger.
When he saw Yang Fu, he said angrily, âYou found a good Langjun!â
Yang Fu didnât say anything more and directly handed the token over.
Yang Jing subconsciously took the token.
The token was engraved with a five-colored dragon, and the dragon swam by the edge.
In the middle were two strange dragons that were connected from head to tail.
The dragon coiled around it twice, and at the center was a word carved in an ancient style.
Perhaps outsiders did not recognize this word, but the Ten Thousand Swords Villa was not a small force. Yang Jing was also the third villa master of the villa, so he naturally recognized the word âSuâ.
His body could not help but tremble. â Whose? â
Yang Fu said,âltâs meâŠâ Itâs from my father-in-law.â
Yang Jing widened his eyes and mouth. He recognized the token and knew the identity of the person.
He suddenly threw the token back to Yang Fu and waved his hand:âFollow me!â
Yang Jingâs prestige in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa was obviously not small. With his order, many of the villaâs elite officers, personal disciples, and elite disciples immediately followed him.
âThird Uncle, donât!!â Yang Fu said.
Her heart was filled with complicated emotions.
Although Third Uncle and the others had done something wrong, they were still her family after all.
Whether it was Third Uncle hurting her husbandâs people or her husband hurting his own family, she could not accept it.
But Yang Jing didnât hear her. The Third Villa Master of the Villa of Ten Thousand Swords was already sweating profusely and running wildly.
She hurriedly chased after him.
Then, he saw a group of disciples of the villa arrive in front of the side hall.
âThird Uncle!!â Yang Fu shouted anxiously. NoâŠâ
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw something unbelievable.
Third Uncle knelt down.
Everyone behind him was dumbfounded.
Everyone thought that they were here to fight, but they did not expect this to happen. They were all stunned on the spot.
âKneel down!â Yang Jing shouted nervously.
Everyone knelt down one after another.
Kneeling towards the threshold of the side hall.
Xia Ji was drinking tea at the doorstep.
Yang Jing gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, â I was blind. I was blind. I apologize to you! â
As he spoke, he kowtowed to the door, one after another, not daring to stop.
Behind the threshold, the white-haired man quietly put down his teacup. He was not happy or proud, but rather, he felt a little regretful. They should have been happy, so why did they have to come to this? âGet up,â he said calmly.
Yang Jing didnât dare to get up and remained kneeling. Although the others didnât know what was going on, none of them were stupid. They instantly understood that the white-haired manâs status was so high that it was beyond their imagination.
Three thousand disciples rushed over from the back of the mountain. They were unable to form a sword formation, but they all knelt down.
Soon, the villa owner returned in tattered clothes.
Thanks to Xia Jiâs control, he was not seriously injured.
However, when he saw everyone kowtowing, he was stunned. He hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Yang Jing, who was kneeling, âWho is he?â
âThe Su family,â Yang Jing replied telepathically.
The villa ownerâs eyes widened. â Really? â
âI saw the identity token.â
The Villa Lord recalled the power just now. If he wasnât from an aristocratic family, how could he be so powerful?
His legs went soft and he knelt down towards the side hall as well. Tears flowed wildly from the bottom of his heart.
In-law, if you had told me earlier, would I have f * cking treated you like this?
Yang Fu, who was dumbfounded, suddenly heard a voice transmission. âGo and say a few good words to your father-in-law. Father is blind and did not recognize himâŠâ
âFather ⊠What is this?â
Yang Fu was completely unable to understand this scene that had been overturned in an instant.
His father-in-law, Yu Langâs teacher, his eldest brother, and othersâŠWho
exactly were they?
âGet up,â Xia Ji said again.
No one dared to get up.
âAre we still holding the wedding?â Xia Ji asked.
âYes, yes, of course.â The clan leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor hurriedly said.
âThen get up,â Xia Ji said.
He said it again and again, and the kneeling man stood up in fear and trepidation.
The pressure of the Su family was obvious.
After the Blood Banquet.
The bride and groom entered the bridal chamber.
Xia Ji also prepared to leave.
The manor lord and the others bowed their heads and sent him off.
When they reached the lower mountain pass, the manor lord asked, âSir, why donât you spend the night in the manor? I âŠâ Iâve already made arrangements to apologize to you.â
Xia Ji could roughly guess what kind of arrangement it was. He didnât like it from the bottom of his heart, but he couldnât change it. âââNo need, I still have to rush back to Mirror Lake.â
This Manor Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Manor wanted to be more polite, but he suddenly thought about what the words âMirror Lakeâ meant.
He finally realized who the man in front of him was.
He only felt a shiver from his soul sweep through his entire body.
He actually âŠ
It was that lord.
The lord who wrote the [World Energy] and [World Image].
The legend of preaching to the world.
He couldnât imagine it.
The expressions on his face were so colorful that it was indescribable.
When he came back to his senses, there was no one on the dark mountain path..
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