When the old man saw the beautiful woman, he hurriedly stepped forward and greeted her, "I've seen Mrs. Rui!"

This old man is the third manager of the mansion, and he manages the miscellaneous affairs in the mansion properly on weekdays.

Mrs. Rui glanced at him and asked, "What's so happy?"

The old man probably really encountered a happy event and was too obsessed with it. He didn't notice the strangeness in Mrs. Rui's tone. He bowed and smiled and said, "Return to Mrs. Rui's words, happy event! The old servant's daughter-in-law has been pregnant for ten months. It's been a few days since she gave birth. So I came to ask the wife, and the master gave her a name to the old servant's grandson."

"Grandson?" Mrs. Rui frowned even more and said lightly: "The child has not been born yet, how do you know that he is a grandson? He is not a granddaughter?"

"This, this...this is just the old servant's wish."

"Okay, let me take your daughter-in-law here and let me see if it's a grandson?" Mrs. Rui clapped her hands, and the applause was crisp. Suddenly, two figures flashed and disappeared into the yard.

The old man in charge finally noticed something was wrong and felt a little nervous: "Madam Rui, the old servant's daughter-in-law has not given birth yet. How do you know whether it is a man or a woman?"

"You will know if you bring it here." Mrs. Rui said lightly.

After a while, a pretty woman with a big belly was brought over by two guards and kowtowed to Mrs. Rui trembled.

Mrs. Rui glanced at her, stared at her big belly, and said, "Cut it opens and let me see if it is a grandson?"

The big belly woman was at a loss and a little slow. She thought she had heard it wrong, but the old man in charge said "Ah", his face turned pale, without any blood. He knelt down and kowtowed: "Mrs. Rui, be kind!"

The old man in charge walked to Mrs. Rui's feet, and Mrs. Rui kicked him away with disgust. Although the old man in charge was fat, Mrs. Rui's Thunder Castle was also a martial arts family. She had good martial arts skills and kicked him away with a slight kick.

Then he looked at the two guards indifferently and waved his hand.

A guard walked forward with a blank expression, and the steel knife around his waist seemed to move, and a slight sound was heard.

Chih!

A crisp sound was like a cracked silk. The woman with a big belly felt no pain. Her clothes were cracked and her belly broke, but it did not damage the inside, revealing a bloody and fuzzy meat ball inside.

Mrs. Rui's eyes were filled with brilliance, she glanced at the old man in charge and said, "Congratulations, I am indeed a male, what name do you want?"

"Ah!" It was not until this time that the big belly woman let out a heart-wrenching scream.

It immediately attracted the nearby maids and servants, and the sound of footsteps came!

Hula!

Yang Yingjie returned like a sharp sound and landed next to Mrs. Rui. Seeing the bloody scene in the field, the old man in charge cried and kowtowed: "Master, please save my grandson and save him!"

"He said that his daughter-in-law is pregnant with a grandson, and I want to confirm it." Mrs. Rui said lightly.

Yang Yingjie frowned: "Nonsense!"

He looked at the dozen maids and servants who had already flown into the yard. With a wave of his hand, the wind blew up. A black-clothed guard appeared around him, and each faced coldly, like a wood without emotion.

"Dispose all!"

Yang Yingjie waved his hand lightly.

A black-clothed guard was shuttled through the yard, and while breathing, he grabbed the old man in charge, the big belly woman, and more than a dozen maids and servants in his hands and disappeared suddenly.

"Rui'er, when will you grow up?" Yang Yingjie sighed and turned to say, "I will try to seize the scimitar from the hand of Xiao first. If it doesn't work, then use the thing from the clan to He'er."

"Yingjie, how do you use to capture the beast named Xiao?"

"A mysterious fetus, if you want to hide, how could it be so easy to catch the trace?" Yang Yingjie's eyes were deep, and a sharp aura ejaculation shot out in his eyes: "Since it's hard to find him, then force him to show up!"

Mrs. Rui said, "How do you force him?"

Yang Yingjie said: "After my elder brother died at the hands of Xiao, the three little boys from the Ni family, Zhou family and Zhu family spread everywhere that my elder brother colluded with bandits and made his name famous by Xiao. The reason why He'er was unable to get rid of the matter with Xiao's surname. These three little boys must have something to do with Xiao's surname, so let's attack these three families."

"Yes, Zhujian Villa can't let it go." Mrs. Rui said coldly: "If Zhujian Villa had not created a sword-like sword-making club, how could my He'er look like now?"

However, Yang Yingjie shook his head and did not talk to him.

He could attack Ni Zhou and Zhu's three families without restraint because these three forces are nothing compared to Jintang and Yang, but Wuhuaishan in Zhujian Villa is a mysterious woman. Moreover, in the past, Zhujian Villa talked about friendship with the heads of major sects in the world. Even if they are declining now, they will always have some incense friendship. What if they provoke some tricky figures?

...

Three days passed in the hidden valley in a blink of an eye.

In addition to using true energy to refine the scimitar, Pei Yuan also questioned Mo He's technique of "Ghost Dragon Miasma".

After Mo He persisted for a long time, he revealed his magic skills, but Pei Yuan did not hold back and continued to torture the other party. In the next two days, Mo He changed his skills in many places.

By now, Mo He had gritted his teeth and said all the tricks and revealed them. He would rather die than change, or Pei Yuan would simply kill him.

Pei Yuan knew that Mo He must have tampered with the magic trick, but he had actually got what he wanted.

With a heart lamp in hand, I am afraid that I will not be able to deduce the complete technique?

The reason why I questioned Mo He continuously was just to get more detailed techniques so as not to consume too much lamp oil.

In the mind, a series of skills emerged, and Pei Yuan pulled the heart lamp.

Consumption of 1.8 parts of lamp oil to perfect the technique of "Ghost Dragon Miasma".

This loss is within the range of tolerance, so there is no hesitation. Pei Yuan thought and the heart lamp lights up.

A moment later, the technique of "Ghost Dragon Miasma" appeared in his mind again. Compared with what Mo He revealed, there were more than ten increases and decreases.

At this point, Mo He will be useless.

Compared with the warrior at the fetal breathing level, the difficulty of practicing the Xuanfeng-level martial artist into a paper man puppet is undoubtedly several times faster. Pei Yuan spent nearly a day to be successful.

When Pei Yuan moved his mind to Mo He, he felt the breath in his body and couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, his strength dropped directly to the level of the mysterious fetus, which is similar to the level of the corpse forest protector.

"Protect the Dharma for me!"

After laying Mo He outside, Pei Yuan was immersed in the refining scimitar.

...

At dusk, the red sun has not yet set, and the bright red sun shines in Pingshan Mansion.

Pingshan Prefecture has the strongest power of the Flying Eagle Gang. It is precisely because of the existence of the Flying Eagle Gang that the three major families of the Ni family, Zhou family and Zhu family let go of their rifts and work together to fight together, which also makes the three juniors have a close relationship and they are in the world and join hands.

Ni Gangfeng was quite satisfied with his son Ni Wenbin in the past. He was listed on the 11th sub-list of the Golden List at a young age, even surpassing him.

But now he had a great headache. A sword-grasping meeting made the Ni family offend Jin Tangyang.

In the face of a giant like Jin Tang Yang, even the Flying Eagle Gang is nothing.

Rumble!

The roar shook violently, like thunder. The red lacquer gate of Ni's mansion suddenly broke. A warrior in black rushed in. The sword light flashed and killed the people of the Ni family. Ni Gangfeng and Ni Wenbin jumped over and shouted: "Stop!"

"Ni Gangfeng, Ni Wenbin, come with us. My master is welcome." A strong man in brocade robe lined up many black-clothed warriors and walked to the front.

Ni Gangfeng's heart was beating wildly: "Who is your master? Why do you kill people indiscriminately?"

"Haha!" The man with a brocade robe waved his hand, and a cold light flew out of his hand and suddenly came. Ni Gangfeng raised his palm to greet him. His true energy floated in his palm, and then he suddenly shook violently and retreated.

Ni Wenbin stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the cold light firmly in his hand, and his palms trembled.

But after the cold light dissipated, there was a token with a poplar tree engraved on it, with beautiful lines and lifelike.

"Jintang Yang!" Ni Gangfeng's heart sank.
Chapter completed!