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Chapter 9 What kind of onion are you?
Nighthawk is not alone, it is an Anbu that she personally created before, named after the 28 constellations, everyone is highly skilled in martial arts and good at hiding.

They are responsible for protecting the master, spying on the news, acting as eyeliner, etc. in secret. They also have a leader called Su. These 29 people are her most trusted confidantes.

Back then, if Li Tiancheng hadn't chosen to ambush them on the Weihe River, he would have been a dead man from the moment Li Tiancheng challenged her on land.

Her most trusted confidant, Anbu, left the Ji family after she drowned in the Wei River?

Ji Fushou couldn't tolerate being betrayed the most in her life, and the person who betrayed her was her most trusted confidant.

Burning with raging anger in her heart, she suppressed it and asked in a low voice, "Does the Great Elder know where Nighthawk is now?"

When she asked this question, she was actually hopeless. After all, Nighthawk had left the Ji family, and she didn't want the elder to reply, "Yes, they live in seclusion on the mountain opposite the ancestor's mausoleum."

Ji Fushou frowned, stood up, "I'll go meet them."

The First Elder was afraid that she might make a mistake. After all, Yeying had a very bad attitude towards the Ji Clan. Except for the previous Great Elders, no one in the Ji Clan knew of their existence.

"Ah Shou, I'll go with you, you have to bring a guard."

The Great Elder thought about Nighthawk's martial arts, and ordered 100 people to follow him, but he was still not at ease.

When Ji Fushou saw it, his forehead twitched. In the end, under her strong request, the Great Elder brought only ten people with the best martial arts skills. Along the way, the Great Elder had a sad face, thinking that even if he died, he would still protect Ah. Shou escaped safely.

Ji Fushou felt helpless. She dared to bring only so few people to meet Nighthawks. Naturally, she had confidence. It was just that this confidence belonged to her trump card, but it was inconvenient to disclose it to the elder.

Crawling all the way, when he came to the middle of the mountain, the Great Elder was already out of breath.

Ji Fushou has already seen the patchwork of small mountain villages located on the mountainside. She glanced over and saw only sixteen small houses. Chickens and ducks were raised in the front, back, left, and right sides of the houses, and a mine field was opened up, looking self-sufficient. .

The group of them quickly aroused the vigilance of the small mountain village. The children in front of the small house saw strangers, and returned to their own door after a few jumps. At the same time, several children put their fingers in their mouths and blew A whistle.

Ji Fushou's eyes darkened.

But the ten accompanying guards got nervous and surrounded Ji Fushou and the Great Elder one after another.

Adults suddenly appeared in front of every house.

There are 56 people in total.

Seeing Ji Fushou and his group, he ignored them and only looked at the Great Elder.

An old man dressed in sackcloth came out more and more, and looked at the elder deeply, "Why did you bring people here? Let's go, you are not welcome here."

Ji Fushou waved her hand to stop the Great Elder from speaking, she also stepped out of the crowd, and lifted the jade pendant on her waist, "Can you recognize this?"

The people in the small mountain village finally looked at Ji Fushou squarely. After seeing the jade pendant she was carrying, all the adults changed their colors, and the old man shouted, "Who are you? Where did you get this jade pendant?"

The Great Elder's complexion was also not good, and he suppressed his anger, "This is the new patriarch of our Ji family, who broke through the barrier set by our ancestors yesterday, and she brought this jade pendant out of it."

The old man took ten steps forward, one step at a time, and stopped two steps in front of Ji Fushou. The elder and ten accompanying guards had to retreat 25 steps.

Only Ji Fushou stood still.

The people in the small mountain village were surprised, and even the old man looked at Ji Fushou inquiringly. It wasn't because he was boasting that few people in this world could stand still under the aura of his accumulated strength.

"You passed the test set by the Lord?" the old man asked solemnly.

Lord?

Ji Fushou's heart skipped a beat.

"This jade pendant can't prove it?" Ji Fushou asked back.

The old man's black hair was still black, and he couldn't tell his age. He could only tell from the wrinkles on his face that he was old. His eyes were not cloudy, but were still very bright. At this moment, after hearing Ji Fushou's words, his eyes became more serious.

"What are you doing here?" the old man asked.

The corners of Ji Fushou's lips curled up, and he smiled lightly. She put down her hand, and the jade pendant fell casually, swinging around her waist.

The old man glanced at the jade pendant, which was not valued by others, and frowned, as if suppressing his dissatisfaction.

"I learned about Nighthawk, her most trusted confidant, from my ancestor's handwriting, so I came to take a look at the current Nighthawk."

With his hands behind his back, Ji Fushou stepped past the old man and glanced at the group of people behind him.

The old man narrowed his eyes, "So what if I see it now?"

Ji Fushou smiled, "Now that I see it, I should go too. Starting today, Nighthawk will be kicked out of my Hedong Ji family."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, and greeted the Great Elder and others, "Great Elder, I'm going down the mountain."

He didn't care about the old man and the people from the small mountain village behind him whose expressions suddenly changed.

The Great Elder had a thousand words in his heart, but he tried not to ask a word, and together with ten guards, he followed Ji Fushou down the mountain neatly.

"Stop!" The old man shouted from behind.

The Great Elder and the ten guards stopped, looked at Ji Fushou, saw that Ji Fushou kept walking, and followed her closely.

Ji Fushou took three steps and had to stand still, because the old man blocked her way in front of her, and the people from the small mountain village followed her.

The old man's eyes were sharp, "I tell you to stop!"

The corners of Ji Fushou's lips curled up, disdainful, "You, suan, what, root, green onion!"

After all, he had to bypass the old man and continue down the mountain.

The old man's chest heaved obviously, and the faces of the people in the small mountain village were full of anger. The old man took a deep breath, and stopped in front of Ji Fushou again. Ji?"

Ji Fushou glanced at him coolly, and said leisurely, "By the way, I am the patriarch of the Ji family."

The old man froze, "Do you know what power Nighthawk is?"

Ji Fushou casually said, "I know, so what?"

There was anger on the old man's face, "Since you know, why did you drive Nighthawk out of the Ji family?"

Ji Fushou let out a "huh", and finally looked at the old man, "So what if the nighthawk has the power to subvert the world, if it cannot be used by the Ji family, it is useless.

For 200 years, you sat and watched the Ji family decline and failed the kindness of your ancestors. If your ancestors have spirits, you will be expelled from the Ji family. "

The old man's face turned blue and white, his lips squirmed, and he wanted to speak up to defend Yeying, but he heard Ji Fushou snort coldly, "Besides, after 200 years, who knows that you Yeying still followed your ancestors to rule the world Nighthawk?"

"Get out of the way!" Ji Fushou scolded coldly.

(End of this chapter)