I am Feng Jun

Chapter 657 657. Forget it, let’s do it yourself

Facing Zihuai's undisguised attack, Zhuo Jingyi's expression changed suddenly, he got up from his seat and jumped down, his inner strength was washed away, and he barely stopped Zihuai and her scimitar under the steps.

However, there is still an overflowing inner breath attacking backwards, shaking the young man's black hair scattered on his shoulders, under the white jade, his brows and eyes are cold, and his lips are tightly pursed.

However, stay still.

I don't know whether it's self-confidence or what, the two of them fought earth-shakingly not far in front of him, the wind was blowing, and Zhuo Jingyi could faintly see his decline.

But the young man still sat calmly on the seat, lightly tapping the armrest with his white fingertips, pursing his lips and staring.

Different from the indifference on the surface, there is an extremely rich inner complaint.

Tsk, what a waste of time, it's interesting!
If you can't beat it, back up, don't keep pushing people out!
Purple locust tree doesn't work either!
Everyone is ninefold two, even an old man can't beat it, trash!

Zhuo Jingyi felt that the time was almost up, which meant that he couldn't hold back and stepped back.

Among them, there were a few times when he made a sudden force to force the person back a little bit, pretending to be at the end of his battle, Zihuai turned to intensify the attack, gradually forcing the person up the steps, getting closer and closer to the boy.

It was also visible to the naked eye that the boy's expression became more and more dignified.

Zihuai regarded it as anxious, the corners of her lips slowly raised, and when Zhuo Jingyi's breath was uneven, he gave Zhuo Jingyi a final blow. The impact was so powerful that it swept him directly to the corner of the martial arts field, creating a deep hole.

Seeing the young man stand up angrily, and seeing the direction Zhuo Jingyi was throwing, he charged his palm towards the young man's mask and struck out.

Suddenly, a sudden resistance caused Zihuai to change his face instantly, and at the same time, the boy's expression hidden under the mask also changed.

Who is this!
Shen Ci watched the gust of wind pass by, and was calculating the attack range of Zihuacai, preparing to let it fall only on the mask, so as not to accidentally injure himself.

But he didn't want an old but still strong figure to block in front of him suddenly, and he didn't get the slightest impact!
Suddenly, a very angry female voice resounded, shaking the sky.

"Zihuai, do you think that there is no one in my Junzilou, and I can let you bully me like this?!"

Shen Ci was stunned for a while.

Who is this?Junzilou?

But isn't this a woman?
The old man, with gray hair, held a cane and blocked Zihuai with a palm.

Jiang Zi?
Shen Ci looked at the names and relevant information that suddenly appeared on the analysis screen, and behind Jiang Zi, the corner of his mouth twitched where no one could see.

In the end, there was nothing he could do. He put his right hand on the white jade mask and sighed silently.

Forget it, there are too many obstacles, let's do it by ourselves.

"Miss?!"

Zhuo Jingyi, who crawled out of the pit, looked at the person standing in front of Shen Ci, and exclaimed in surprise, causing Zihuai to frown.

"Jiang Zi?"

"you are still alive?!"

Jiang Luo's wife, the daughter of Jiang's family, disappeared decades ago after Jiang Luo's death, and wandered off somewhere, but she didn't want to suddenly show up today?
"Damn! Of course I'm still alive! Why, you still dare to bully my grandson in front of me? Zihuai, your mother doesn't dare to act presumptuously in front of me. You can try again today!"

Jiang Zi stared coldly at the purple locust tree in front of her with her eagle eyes, and threatened directly. Just as she was about to teach the ignorant master of the dark palace a lesson, she heard some broken sounds behind her.

Jiang Zi's heart skipped a beat, but Zihuai narrowed her eyes in doubt.

The boy's stern chuckle resounded in the eerie silence.

"Zi Huai, I have underestimated you. You can still land all the attacks on the desired position with only one person separated. Heh, it seems that you have to pay for this white jade mask worth tens of thousands of gold."

Jiang Zi raised the cane that blocked the purple locust tree, turned around in surprise, and looked at the right hand of the tall young man behind him covering the mask, but the cracks on the white jade could still be seen through the gaps in the palm.

Immediately afterwards, those cracks gradually expanded, cracked, and then turned into fragments, which fell one after another under the action of gravity, and gathered into piles under the young man's feet.

Her half-revealed face was partially blocked by that slender white hand, but she could still see its beauty.

Jiang Zi:! ! !
how is this possible!The blow she blocked with her own hands!How could she act on him again through her!
Amorpha:? ? ?
When will this palace be destroyed?Or is there an old woman who is three points more powerful than Zhuo Jingyi?Why didn't I know I still had this ability?
The two of them couldn't believe it for a while, but they were both surprised by the young man's exposed face.

Looking at this extremely strange, deep and resolute face, both of them felt a burst of self-doubt.

Jiang Zi who didn't know the truth: Is this really Ah Ni's child, my grandson?It doesn't look very similar, does it look like a mother?

Zihuai who came just for face: Damn!What about that face that Bengong haunts in his dreams!face!
Zhuo Jingyi wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips, covered his chest and came to the boy's side, looked at the boy's slightly cold expression, and then at the somewhat bewildered eyes of his eldest lady, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then took a deep breath .

"Zihuai, you are really bold. If you dare to directly destroy the mask of the young master in Junzilou, aren't you afraid that Junzilou will live forever with you!"

Zihuai, who was immersed in the disappearance of the beautiful face, still didn't come back to his senses. After hearing Zhuo Jingyi's complaint, he just glanced at him, and then fell into deeper doubts.

As a result, she failed to notice the exchange of eyes between Zhuo Jingyi and Jiang Zi.

Jiang Zi felt blessed in an instant, and caressed Shen Ci's little face, his eyes were full of love and affection, and his voice was much gentler.

"This is the same face as your father's. No wonder Shangguan and the others knew you were from Junzilou as soon as they saw you, so they brought you back. Come, let grandma take a good look."

Shen Ci looked at Jiang Zi who opened his eyes and said nonsense, his eyelids twitched, but he just couldn't say anything.

"grandmother?"

The young man's voice overflowed from his throat with some doubts. It was different from the coldness she had heard in the crowd before, but added a hint of ignorance to it, instantly softening Jiang Zi's steel-like heart.

"Well, I'm your grandma, your dear grandma!"

Zhuo Jingyi seldom saw Jiang Zi's gentle appearance, and was a little surprised, but thinking that if the eldest lady knew how annoying this young man was in the future, she really didn't know whether she would be gentle or not.

"Young landlord, this is indeed your real grandmother, the real mother of the landlord."

After Zhuo Jingyi's confirmation, the young man's expression became a little clearer, and he nodded to show that he understood, and everyone in the audience was also noisy.

Whether it was Jiang Zi's sudden appearance, or Zihuai's destruction of Shen Ci's mask in the air, or the young man's face that was completely different from that of the second son of Shen, all of them could cause a lot of discussion.

But now, three things happened at the same time, and amidst the chaotic and noisy discussions, no one knew which one to listen to first.

"I remember that Second Young Master Shen doesn't look like this?"

"The year Jiang Luo died, Jiang Zi disappeared from the rivers and lakes. He hasn't appeared for decades, but he is still alive?"

"To be able to destroy the mask of the Young Master behind him in front of Jiang Zi, what is the strength of Zihuai?"

One question after another erupted in the crowd. Tang Li also temporarily stopped fighting and dispersed to look at the young host who was quite concerned.

(End of this chapter)