Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Wan Qijue's body method was very strange. Almost in an instant, he came to the empty street and fell beside her.

Slightly lower her head, you can see her elegant and vulgar face, slightly raise her eyes and look ahead, look leisurely, and have no idea of the danger she will face.

As soon as his heart moved, he leaned over and said in her ear, "close your eyes later, don't be afraid."

The deliberately lowered voice is soothing and magnetic, like the whisper between lovers, which is fascinating. This move is very easy to use, and even Fu Xuejun has never escaped.

After saying that, he had been waiting to see her, but found that the other party's face changed slightly, still cold and clear, and even looked up at him. His eyes were also very clear without half a fluctuation.

Wan jijue: " This development is wrong!

Before he could recover, he found that the girl in front of him suddenly bent down and put her umbrella on the ground. When he got up again, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The surrounding space suddenly fell into chaos, and then came the pressure of endless spiritual power and terror. With the momentum of thunder, he couldn't help but step back. After stabilizing his body, he suddenly looked up and emitted a light in his blue eyes.

A few steps away from him, the girl's clothes and hair are windless and automatic, and purple lightning flows in her hands.

The sky on this side was dark and uncertain. She stood quietly, with five purple lights on her white fingertips.

Five purple lightning flashed out in an instant, and five figures fell out in confusion. They looked at Guxi bridge and were stunned.

I thought they were just ordinary people in the secular world. They grabbed this task among countless people who wanted to do meritorious service for Miss Biao. Before that, they didn't pay attention to her at all, but they didn't move with one move. They couldn't resist with their spiritual strength!

The talent of the five of them is not very good, but they have been in the ancient martial arts world for so many years. Naturally, they have a little means to protect their lives. Even for Shangjiang Tong, who has excellent talent, they can take a few moves, but they can't stand it for a second!

Ancient martial world, when was there such a monster?

The most important thing is that this man can crush them with one finger, but he doesn't do it, but grind them a little bit!

Under the irresistible power of lightning, spiritual power and illusion, they already feel that life is better than death. At the moment, they can't regret it. Why take this task? Why listen to Fu Xuejun?

They wanted to ask for mercy, but they couldn't make a little sound.

"Do you think people in the secular world are easy to bully?"

"Bang!"

"Do you think you are great?"

"Bang!"

"Bully people in the secular world, that's all you can do!"

"Bang bang!"

Five people were thrown with blue and white eyes. They didn't know where they were.

Wan Qijue, standing on one side, stared at the scene in disbelief.

After a while.

Gu Xiqiao stopped. The chaotic space was suddenly clear. She leaned over and picked up the umbrella she had put on the ground, and then opened it. The wind was still clear and the clouds were light on her face, and the hair on her temples was light, reflecting her white jade like side face, like green smoke.

The rain gradually decreased, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and it seemed that only she was left under the clear sky, walking slowly forward, one person and one umbrella.

When she came to the intersection, she suddenly stopped her pace, and a light voice sounded from this space, "Mr. Wanji, please pay attention to your own safety before tomorrow."

Wan Qijue finally reacted. He read what she said once, looked up and just wanted to ask, but suddenly found that there was no figure of her in this street!

"Really..." Wan jijue wanted to sigh. However, as soon as he spit out two words, he can no longer say the following words, and then a deep shock surged in his heart.

Originally, I thought that there was only one Jiang Shuxuan in the ancient military world of state Z who could scare him, but I didn't expect that a girl I met at random had no less terrible strength than him.

How old is she?

He was far behind her at her age.

Wan jijue took a deep breath, then slowly turned to the five people lying on the ground, with deep blue eyes, "who sent you?"

This voice implied spiritual pressure. His spiritual strength was equal to that of Gu Xi Bridge. Just a trace of it made the five people unable to resist. All of them said, "the five of us are from the Fu family. It's Miss Biao. Miss Biao asked us to come. She asked us to find a way to let Gu... Miss Gu not appear in the imperial capital for the time being!"

He used Miss Gu.

"Fu family? "Miss table?" Wan jijue's eyes became deeper and his mental pressure suddenly increased, "what's her name?"

"Fu... Fu Xuejun." The five people were stunned. They looked at wanjijue and were frightened. They thought they had walked a ghost of Guxi bridge. They could breathe a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the man in front of them was no longer under her!

What bad luck they had!

The bottom of my heart resents Fu Xuejun more.

Fu Xuejun? Is it really her? How could it be her?

Wan Qie's mind was in a mess. The clear and beautiful face came into his mind. Suddenly, he remembered!

That girl, isn't that the document he investigated for Fu Xuejun? The other daughter of aunt Baili?

If so, Fu Xuejun's practices can be explained.

As soon as Wan Jue pursed his lips, he slowly raised his feet and left here. There was no expression on his face. He was supposed to go to the banquet of the Fu family. At present, he was in no mood to go again. He was a little confused.

Before seeing Gu Xiqiao again, he didn't feel much about Fu Xuejun's sister who suddenly came out. He even thought of helping Fu Xuejun teach her sister a little lesson. Now it seems that it's a joke!

He chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Until they had completely disappeared, the five people lying on the ground slowly got up and looked at each other in horror. Their faces were the color of the rest of their lives.

Is silent, suddenly, one of the phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it. There was a twisted and strange look on his face. "It's Miss Biao."

"Bah! What watch, miss! " Another man robbed the phone and his eyes were filled with resentment. "I don't know who I am. I really think I'm who I am. I didn't even find out the details of each other, so let's hurry to die!"

The ancient martial arts world respected martial arts. Although Guxi bridge abused them, they did not hate Guxi bridge, but had an inexplicable worship for Guxi bridge.

When the phone was connected, Fu Xuejun smiled at a famous lady nearby, and then walked to a corner to pick it up. Before he made a sound, there was a mockery, "Miss Biao, do you know who the other party is? Let us deal with her? Fu Xuejun, I can't control if you want to die. Don't pull us on the back! If I'm in a hurry, I'll die together! "

The voice over there is no longer respected, but full of anger and ridicule.

Fu Xuejun was scolded without saying anything. There was a beep on the other end of the phone. The other party hung up without waiting for her answer.

The beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of haze. When was Fu Xuejun treated like this by these people? As the most outstanding descendant of the Fu family, she was sought after everywhere. It was the first time that she was treated like this by the Fu family.

"What a waste!" Even Gu Xiqiao, an ordinary man, couldn't handle it well. "I'll let you go for the time being today."

Fu Xuejun took a deep breath, and a smile reappeared on his face. Before he took two steps, he saw Fu Wei's secretary hurried over, "Miss, Mr. Fu, please go upstairs."

"Why did you suddenly call me over?" Fu Xuejun looked at his assistant with a hesitant look on his face. Isn't Fu Wei seeing the senior level of Jiutian?

The assistant looked at Fu Xuejun and said carefully, "Miss, Mr. Fu... His face is a little bad."

"I see." Fu Xuejun was in a panic. She tried to calm her mood, and then went upstairs.

Upstairs, there happened to be a refined man with glasses coming down.

"Mr. mu." The assistant stopped deliberately and said hello politely.

Fu Xuejun was stunned. Although Fu Wei's assistant is usually approachable, he rarely sees such a respectful side of him.

Because he was brought up by Fu Wei himself, he had the same status as her in the Fu family. At that time, Bai liwenxi even had the idea of taking an assistant as an adopted son, but he was rejected by the assistant.

In addition to being in front of Bai liwenxi and Fu Wei, the assistant seldom paid such respect to her. Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at Mr. mu more.

This man is very elegant. His eyes hidden behind the lens are not sharp at all. He looks only about 30 years old.

How could he make Fu Wei's assistant look so high?

Thinking that this person's status might not be very low, she also nodded to Mr. mu.

After Mr. Mu came downstairs, Fu Xuejun looked at his assistant, "who was that just now?" I guessed a possibility in my heart, but I couldn't believe it.

"That's a nine day executive." The assistant watched Mu Zong leave before he began to walk up. When Fu Xuejun was about to enter the room, he couldn't help telling him, "Miss, hurry up and try to follow president Fu."

In the Fu family, the one who knows Fu Wei best is the assistant except Bai liwenxi.

Therefore, Fu Xuejun believed in the assistant's words and became more frightened. She slowly pushed the door open. Fu Wei's voice came from inside. It was very calm and could not hear any waves. "Close the door."

Fu Xuejun obediently closed the door, then looked at Fu Wei, with the same smile on his face, "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Fu Wei picked up a piece of paper after printing, and then looked at Fu Xuejun sideways. There was no expression on his face, "jun'er, come and have a look at this."

It was a piece of paper. The report was printed in regular script on white paper. After seeing the content above, Fu Xuejun blacked in front of her eyes. She quickly grabbed the paper. Her face turned pale for a moment, and her blood color faded away. Her fingernails had pierced the edge of the paper.

How is that possible? Her mind is bombing.

"I'd like to know what you did. Let all the elders of the Fu family unite to cut off your heirs and go to the trial Pavilion." Fu Wei looked at Fu Xuejun. The eye mask behind the lens was sharp and disappointed. "Do you know how much the Fu family paid for this place?"

"I... I don't know." Fu Xuejun was in a panic. When she was in the imperial capital, all she could rely on was the Fu family. However, now the Fu family has cut off her successor's seat and the number of places to go to the trial Pavilion. What else does she have left?

Thinking of this, she firmly grasped Fu Wei's sleeve and looked at him with begging eyes, "Dad, I didn't mean it. Please help me!"

"Wrong is wrong," Fu Wei slowly waved her hand down. "Jun'er, I regret my indulgence to you that year, so that you can lay hands on an ordinary person now. Jun'er, when did you become like this? "

Fu Wei slowly closed his eyes and didn't look at Fu Xuejun's face. He was afraid that he couldn't be cruel. He always thought she was the best daughter in the world, so he and Baili Wenxi had been indulgent to her, spoiled her in all directions and let her go. Unexpectedly, he raised her character.

"Dad..." Fu Xuejun looked at Fu Wei's expression. She staggered, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say anything.

This is the first time she has seen Fu Wei's face. He really doesn't care about her.

Fu Wei didn't stay any longer, but turned and walked out of the door. "It's not terrible to have a seat without an heir. The most valuable thing about a person is her character."

As soon as the door closed, only Fu Xuejun was left in the room. Regret and reluctance rushed up in an instant!

With trembling fingers, she picked up the paper and looked at it word by word. She thought that an ordinary person in the East was nothing, but unexpectedly, the blow to her made her doomed. Now she began to regret, which made her heart ache.

No, there's another person.

Wait for it!

Fu Xuejun trembled, took out his mobile phone, found out wanjijue's mobile phone number and pressed it.

"The phone you dialed is turned off..."

How? It was the first time that she never answered her phone.

Fu Xuejun immediately hung up and dialed again. It was still the cold voice.

Over and over again.

Until the end, Fu Xuejun was sure that he would not even care about him.

The mobile phone and the paper slipped, and Fu Xuejun's face was gray. She seemed... Finished.

In the ancient martial world, Jiang Shuxuan came out of the cave and followed him with a cake. "Boss, we have measured the time velocity. The ratio of the velocity of space in the cave to that outside the cave is 1:7, even if it is one day inside and seven days outside."

This time flow rate can be reversed by using a secret method.

That is, one day outside and seven days inside.

You practice for seven days inside and only one day outside. This is the strength of one space.

"It's a suitable place for cultivation." Jiang Shuxuan raised his eyes and looked at the cave. "It can be compared with the speed of the trial Pavilion."

"I can't compare with the trial Pavilion," Yibing shook his head. "This space is too strange. I'm a little confused when I go in with them for less than an hour. Don't talk about cultivation. It's even a problem with normal living and transportation."

"After all, it's the Fox family. Sometimes even I can't control myself." Jiang Shuxuan said faintly, "first record this space, and I will find a way to use it."

Now there are too few resources available in the ancient martial world. Except for the trial Pavilion, others are chicken ribs.

This space is very easy to use. The time flow rate ratio can enable them to win a lot of room for improvement. However, not everyone can use it. Even Jiang Shuxuan feels that he can't shake it.

It's a pity to hear Jiang Shuxuan say this. He is really greedy for the cave. Otherwise, he won't let Jiang Shuxuan come over and even disturb Guxi bridge.

When Jiang Shuxuan first came, he also changed his way to toss him.

A cake touched his nose and sighed.

"Boss, uncle Jiang is coming!" A shouted from a distance. Behind him was a tall and straight figure of a brother. His body was very similar to Jiang Shuxuan, but his face was much more mature than Jiang Shuxuan.

Jiang Han glanced at a piece of cake and a piece of cake. These children didn't know how to restrain themselves in front of him. They were playful and could only become serious in front of Jiang Shuxuan.

It will appear that he has no authority! Jiang Han is a little distressed. His son is like this, and so are his subordinates. What a pity!

"Dad," Jiang Shuxuan looked at Jiang Han and wondered in his deep eyes, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I see you? I haven't been home for a few days," Jiang Han looked at Jiang Shuxuan. "Do you have a problem with me?"

Jiang Shuxuan looked at him, "I am the same when you are not at home. If you are willing to change positions with me, I can go home every day."

Jiang Han thought about Jiang Shuxuan's daily busy degree, immediately shut up and changed the topic, "cough... I just came to tell you that your mother is out of the ancient martial world today."

With a sweep of lengli's eyes, Jiang Shuxuan pursed his lips, "Why have you gone?"

"You should be able to think of it." Jiang Han looked at him with a deep face.

Jiang Shuxuan suddenly looked up, "I'll go first."

As soon as the voice fell, his voice suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Han: "..." these two forced their son!

Yibing: "......" boss, you haven't finished your work yet. Is that really good?

One: "..." I don't understand?

At the same time, the ancient martial world trial Pavilion.

Tang Qinghong came out of the trial Pavilion. He took the towel from the old man waiting next to him, wiped his sweat, and took a deep breath. After the improvement, he really couldn't adapt to the intensity training in the trial Pavilion. Suddenly he said, "Grandpa Tang, did my aunt and Shaoyuan come back?"

"Er Shao, young master Biao hasn't come back for training for three days." Grandpa Tang frowned, "he has been short of training for three days. When he is in the limelight, go on like this..."

Grandpa Tang was worried. Yin Shaoyuan is now well-known in the Tang family and performs well in the trial Pavilion. The trial Pavilion in the ancient martial world is the best place for cultivation. The time ratio with the external space is 5:1. Yin Shaoyuan seems to have left for three days, but it has been half a month in fact.

The strength must be far behind others.

The eldest lady and young master Biao are really confused. How can they leave at such a critical moment?

Outsiders thought of ways to forget to try the pavilion. Yin Shaoyuan wasted his quota.

Grandpa Tang couldn't help sighing.

Hearing this, Tang Qinghong frowned and was about to select for the qualifying match. Although Yin Shaoyuan's strength had made great progress, he had no practical training. No matter how strong his strength was, let alone others were making progress. Thinking of this, Tang Qinghong immediately called Yin Shaoyuan.

It rang a few times before it was connected. "Shaoyuan, why haven't you come back?"

"Cousin, I've decided to train outside. Give the quota of the trial pavilion to other people in need!" Yin Shaoyuan's voice was a little excited.

"Are you sure?" Tang Qinghong frowned. "It's no better than the trial Pavilion outside. You can't make much progress in less than a month. You have established prestige in the Tang family these days. This is the key time. Why did you leave? Brain burn?! "

"Cousin, I pay more attention to these than anyone. Believe me, I won't hurt myself." Yin Shaoyuan knew Tang Qinghong's kindness, so he slowly explained it to him.

After a while, Tang Qinghong hung up the phone. He knew Yin Shaoyuan was a rational man, but he still couldn't believe his words.

Is there a better place in the world than the trial pavilion?

However, I didn't say much, but walked out of the trial Pavilion. I'd better tell Grandpa about it and let him decide.

After they left, they came out of the trial Pavilion again. The leader was a young man, "Yin Shaoyuan left the trial Pavilion. It's really... Great news."

"Yes, five shaos. Can Yin Shaoyuan compare with you there? But it's just a bastard of an ordinary man. What else can he fight with you when he leaves the trial pavilion? Then you will be selected to participate in qualifying! " The people next to him immediately flattered.

Such words are very pleasant to hear. Tang Wu sneered, "now this is the best way for him."

He waited, and Yin Shaoyuan begged him for mercy!