Creak! And just when the two sides are at war.

A Hongqi L5 slowly stopped in front of the Tongrentang.

It is Ye Great Wall who has arrived! "Governor Ye, are you afraid that you can't take care of today's affairs?"

Seeing Ye Changcheng getting off the bus, Nalan Rongcheng had an indifferent expression: "Although you are the governor, you have to understand that now in the Forty-Nine City, I want to take this kid, you can't stop me!"

Ye Changcheng came to the front and said indifferently: "I have already phoned Patriarch Nalan. This matter will not be pursued for the time being. Everything will be resolved until the battle of Xuanwu. If you don’t believe it, you can give Patriarch Nalan a call. phone!"

"Is that what the Patriarch meant?"

Nalan Rongcheng was shocked, and immediately took out the phone and called home.

It was the Patriarch of the Nalan Family who answered the phone, but at this moment, it could be heard that Patriarch Nalan's voice was a bit hoarse.

The pain of losing his son can be imagined.

"Rongcheng, evacuate the people!"

"But Patriarch..." "Rongcheng! Get out!"

Just as Nalan Rongcheng was about to say something, another voice came from the phone.

It was the voice of his father Naland.

"Nowadays, there is no end to the secret battle, and the emperor can't offend him to death. This is an agreement between Ye Changcheng and my Golden Family. Anyway, the battle of the Xuanwu Gate is coming. Naturally, there will be a chance for you to avenge Tuer. bring it on!"

Nalande said in a commanding tone.

"Baby got it!"

Even if Nalan Rongcheng was not reconciled, he could only give up at this moment.

When he hung up the phone, he looked at Jiang Beichen coldly, "The surname Jiang, there will be a few days before the battle of the Xuanwu Sect. I hope you will clean your neck by then, and I must hang your head on it. On the city wall, to comfort the spirits of my family in the sky!"

After saying this, Nalan Rongcheng waved his hand and immediately led his men out.

Just when they arrived in the yard, the two men came over with a stretcher covered with white cloth.

Nalan Rongcheng touched the white cloth with a trembling hand, and finally retracted, his heart pained beyond words.

A memory of childhood came to my heart.

When he was five years old, his father Naland did not look amazing. He was still a sideline of the Nalan family and did not rise.

And their family is nothing more than domestic slaves serving the upper class of the family.

One day, I ran to the owner's room because of fun and stole a piece of cake.

This was a big taboo for the Nalan family, who was very hierarchical.

The owner threatened to break him and throw him out. At this time, Nalantu appeared and begged his father to spare him his life.

He escaped punishment for this.

When the two came to the yard, Nalantu divided half of his pastries to him.

"What is your name?"

"My name is Nalanrongcheng!"

"Hey, a four-character name, Rongcheng, domineering! Let's do this, you will be my attendant in the future, and I will cover you at Nalan's house!"

Since then, the two have become companions.

Nalantu was young and was always bullied by other children at home. Nalan Rongcheng grew strong since he was a child. He often fought for Nalantu and beat him for Nalantu. The relationship between the two is getting better and better. .

Looking back on the past, it is already autumn.

Now that the old man has passed away, how can a word of grief be enough.

"Jiang Beichen, I will never let you go, absolutely!"

Nalan Rongcheng looked back and stared fiercely, then strode towards the distance.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard of the Tongrentang seemed a bit depressing.

"Beichen..." Just as Ye Changcheng was about to say something, Jiang Beichen quickly raised his head and said: "Uncle Ye, I know what you want to say, what happened today is my own personal behavior and has nothing to do with the emperor!"

"Before the battle of Xuanwu, I temporarily retired from all positions in the royal department!"

Ye Changcheng opened his mouth, and finally remained silent.

In fact, he wanted to say that in any case, he would stand behind him, and the Junbu would be his eternal backing.

But he also knew that Jiang Beichen was an extremely face-saving person, and he was a strong army! So he didn't say anything else.

"At any time, you have to trust Uncle Ye, trust Jun Bu!"

Ye Changcheng only left such a word, and then turned to the red flag car.

At this moment, only his own people are left in the field.

"Jiang Beichen, now you and the Nalan family are bound to die endlessly!"

Ah Qiao couldn't help but shook her head with a helpless expression on her face.

"There is also the Ma family. If you abolish Sanye Ma in public at the Harmony Hotel, the Ma family will definitely not give up. The battle of Xuanwu, I'm afraid you will suffer the enemy!"

Ah Qiao's expression was faintly worried.

Although the opponent is Yizhimei, the lord of the first realm, and the **** of war, facing so many masters and even the threat of military ruling, no one can withstand such pressure.

"Fear of a ball!"

Yu Zhongyi snorted heavily.

"Brother Jiang just faces the battle, I will never back down, and vowed to advance and retreat with Brother Jiang!"

"Yes!"

The drunkard also quickly said: "With so many of us together, what kind of military alliance and what kind of golden tribe are you afraid of?"

Only Ning Xuan was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

A Qiao frowned, and continued: "You don’t have to worry about the Golden Family. They won’t be torn apart with the Jun Department. Most of the two ancestors won’t end up personally. Besides, as long as my She’s family stays still, they are afraid of my aunt. , It is inevitable to save strength, never dare to take it lightly!"

"It's just..." "The only thing to worry about is the ruling by force!"

At this time, Ning Xuan suddenly spoke.

Hearing these four words, everyone was silent.

The military adjudication meeting, this is not a joke.

This is the ceiling of the entire martial arts, and it is also the maker of martial arts rules.

Before Jiang Beichen killed the person who was adjudicated by force in public, it is sure that the other party will not let it go this time.

"Maybe there will be a saint coming?"

Yu Zhongyi's face was very ugly, and the others couldn't help clenching their fists when they heard the word saint.

Holy One, that's not just talking.

Although Jiangbei Chengui is No. 1 on the Hualong List, under the dome, a plum blossom crushes the crowd.

But this refers to under the Holy One.

Although Jiang Beichen beat Bei Laojiu with a punch last time, Bei Laojiu is only a sub-sage after all, and the difference between the words is far away.

If the true saint comes, it will be troublesome.

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly: "The so-called ruling by force, the so-called golden family, as long as you dare to stop me, all will be crushed!"

Jiang Beichen released an incomparable domineering! Hearing these words, instead of worrying, he felt eager to try.

Everyone was taken aback, and immediately couldn't help but shook their heads.

A Qiao pursed her lips and said, "Don't be careless. You must not underestimate the ruling by force for many years! But you can rest assured that if there is a saint coming, I will persuade my aunt, even if she can't take action, she will definitely I will be there in person to scavenge for you, presumably the ruling by force will be based on the face of my She family, and I should not do too much!"

Ah Qiao shook her head. In her eyes, the ending was doomed.

This young man is too sharp, and once it comes to that level of struggle, it can't be solved by being young and vigorous.

After all, martial arts cultivation takes time to accumulate, even if Jiang Beichen's cultivation is unfathomable now, he has not yet reached that category.

Jiang Beichen frowned, but he also knew that Ah Qiao was kind, so he didn't refute it anymore.

"It's over, the battle of Xuanwu will meet again!"

After Jiang Beichen said this, he got into a jeep alone and left.

The others shook their heads, and immediately smiled bitterly.

Yizhimei does not lose, but Yizhimei can be so calm when the war comes.

Ah Qiao couldn't help but shook her head, but thought in her heart that Jiang Beichen was so calm that most of them deliberately pretended to show these people.

He is the backbone of the master, if the master is flustered, it is bound to be unstable.

In any case, this general demeanor is still admirable, and he deserves to be the master of a realm! "Auntie said that life is seven or eight calamities, maybe this time it is your life and death!"

"If you get over it, you will be born again. If you can't get through it, you will probably be like your father. It's a flash in the pan, right?"

Ah Qiao couldn't help muttering to herself.

Immediately he couldn't help but bit his lips tightly.

There are also many thoughts in my heart.

... "Junmen, Madam and Madam Diao live in this hotel, shall we go up?"

Half an hour later, Jiang Beichen appeared downstairs in a hotel, and Zhao Qun slowly walked over and put on his coat.

Jiang Beichen stared at the top, for a long time, after all, he sighed and turned to the jeep.

"Go back! There are some things, no matter how you explain them, they are futile!"

"I'm used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, I always believe in fate!"

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath and said faintly: "If it is predestined, no matter how noisy it is, it will be noisy. If it is not destined, no matter how you keep it, it will eventually be like sand in your hand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will flow!"

"Drive!"

The jeep buzzed, left the place, and moved slowly toward the road.

At this moment, behind a certain window, a woman burst into tears.

Can't help but choke.

"Jiang Beichen, you gave up on me after all..."