Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Nian's face was filled with fear.

Jiang Zhiyi?

Why is this voice the same as Jiang Zhiyi's?

In his two lifetimes, he would never misunderstand Jiang Zhiyi's voice.

He didn't even care about Song Ze's instructions not to run around the Song family.

He ran out in a hurry.

He couldn't let Song Ze see Jiang Zhiyi.

If Song Ze met Jiang Zhiyi now, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

He has followed Song Ze for so long, but Song Ze has been reluctant to touch him.

No matter how he teased him, Song Ze would at most hug him.

He couldn't let all his planning over the years go to waste.

He doesn't want to live under someone else's roof anymore.

He wants to be a superior person and live a life that everyone envies.

Relying on the few memories of attending banquets in his previous life, Jiang Nian ran to the main hall of the Song family.

The Song family still retains the customs left by the older generation and handles all important matters in the main hall.

The main hall is large and spacious.

At this time, the main hall was filled with the Song family's masters of the mysterious arts.

Even the main hall was filled with Master Xuan.

The head of the Song family sat in the main seat, his face full of seriousness and anger.

Song Zeli was sitting next to the head of the Song family, also with a serious expression on his face.

They seemed to be waiting for someone.

Jiang Nian didn't dare to go in due to such a grand ceremony.

I just lay by the wall and looked inside secretly.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, Jiang Nian, who was concentrating on watching what was happening in the main hall, felt someone grabbing his hair on the back of his head.

The technique is so familiar, the pain is so familiar.

Even the sarcastic voice behind me suddenly seemed so familiar.

Jiang Nian endured the pain and turned his head stiffly.

What caught my eye was a terrifying masked face.

Dark eye sockets, strange and terrifying fangs, blood-red lips...

"Ah... ghost!" The fear in his heart made him forget the pain in the back of his head and he screamed.

Jiang Nian screamed so loudly that he almost made the hearts of the mysterious masters who were on high alert in the yard scream out.

A group of people rushed out.

Peach wood sword, copper coin sword, ghost-chasing talisman...

All the magical instruments that could be used were taken out.

How dare someone so bold as to cause trouble in Xuanmen’s headquarters?

Song Ze naturally recognized Jiang Nian's voice.

During this period, the figure he saw on the roadside that day kept appearing in his mind, and he really couldn't muster any interest in Jiang Nian.

But Jiang Zhiyi seemed to have disappeared from the world, and his people could not find any trace of Jiang Zhiyi.

boom……

Those masters of the mysterious magic who rushed forward were all knocked away by Jiang Zhiyi's palm before they could use their mysterious magic.

Amidst the crowds of people falling from the sky, Jiang Zhiyi pulled Jiang Nian's hair and walked forward.

Perfectly avoided being hit by the falling person.

"Brother Ze, save me." As soon as she saw Song Ze, Jiang Nian immediately cried out heartbreakingly.

He was afraid that Song Ze couldn't see him being pulled by his hair.

The disgust in Song Ze's eyes could hardly be hidden, and Jiang Zhiyi's figure appeared in his mind again.

Compared with Jiang Nian in front of him, Jiang Nian is a complete waste.

I'll just cry! Cry and cry, and all my good luck will be gone with my tears.

Jiang Zhiyi was kicked out of the house, but she was still so sunny and cheerful.

As expected, no matter how your identity changes, the genes in your bones will not change.

After just a quick glance at Jiang Nian, Song Ze shifted his gaze away from Jiang Nian.

Moved to Jiang Zhiyi, who was grabbing Jiang Nian's hair in a rebellious manner:

"Your Excellency has trespassed into my Song family, but do you want to make enemies with my Song family?"

“The Security Bureau is coming to cooperate with your family. It is a great honor for your Song family to serve the Yanlong Kingdom.

Green smoke will come out of the ancestral graves.

You all hid in your turtle shells and refused to come out, so why do I have to cause trouble for you?

I have already informed you, how come you are deaf and didn’t hear it? "

Jiang Zhiyi spoke lightly.

As he said this, he lifted his hand and threw Jiang Nian to Song Ze's feet.

Just now, there seemed to be disgust in Song Ze's eyes when he looked at Jiang Nian.

That's good, he doesn't have to clean it up himself.

He just has to wait and see the show.

Dog bites dog more interesting.

"You!" Song Ze's face turned red with anger after being confronted by Jiang Zhiyi and having his legs hugged by the embarrassed Jiang Nian.

There is no trace of the composure of the eldest son of the Song family, the head of the Xuanmen sect.

"Take your dirty hands away, isn't what my master said right?"

Seeing Song Ze pointing at Jiang Zhiyi, how could Song Qiming be willing? He reached out and opened Song Ze's hand that was pointing at Jiang Zhiyi.

The speed is incredibly fast and the force is considerable.

If Song Ze didn't have the mysterious magic, that finger would have been broken.

When Song Ze saw Song Qiming taking action, he was already prepared for a counterattack.

Just as he was about to take action, he was horrified to find that he could not move his body.

He could only watch helplessly as the masked kid with a youthful voice and slightly shorter stature hit his finger.

"This is too much." Song Ze was so angry that he couldn't say anything else.

"Oh, you're the one being bullied."

Jiang Zhiyi didn't care.

He completely ignored the destructive power of his words.

Those Xuanfa masters who were knocked away also gathered around again. Without Song Wenlong's order, no one dared to move forward after being knocked away once.

The photographer was very tactful and used a camera to point the lens at the mysterious masters who had gathered around him.

Here comes a full close-up.

Song Wenlong, who had been sitting firmly in the main seat, could no longer sit still.

He didn't expect that these two young-looking messengers would be so arrogant.

This is completely making fun of his Song family.

But he had to admit that these two guys were a bit unorthodox.

I'm afraid they are going to fall today.

"I wonder what business the envoy has in visiting my Song family?" Song Wenlong's face no longer had that arrogance.

Forced a smile.

I have to laugh, otherwise I can't win.

Relying on tough talk? I'm afraid it won't be as tough as a slap from that rebellious young man.

I can only admit defeat.

"Disciple!"

As soon as Jiang Zhiyi spoke, Song Qiming immediately took out a stack of documents and handed them to Jiang Zhiyi respectfully with both hands.

Jiang Zhiyi took a thick stack of documents and walked two steps forward, slapping them on the table in front of Song Wenlong: "Signed!"

Be brief and to the point, and never say anything unnecessary.

As he took the photo, the tea set that was originally placed on the table was also shattered.

Song Wenlong: ...I feel like he is bullying people, but I have no evidence.

Song Wenlong picked up the stack of papers under the eager gazes of the Xuanmen monks.

The more he looked, the darker his face became.

This is completely treating Xuanmen as free labor, right?

Wherever unnatural events occur, all the Xuanmen families must cooperate with the Security Bureau's regulation.

Do not disturb the people and do not do anything that hinders their livelihood.

Strictly abide by the laws of the Yanlong Kingdom. If Master Xuan breaks the law, he must pay the price for his actions just like ordinary people.

He will be put in the private prison of the Security Bureau for reform.

……

There were more than fifty sheets of paper in the stack, and the terms inside made him dizzy.

Song Wenlong felt like the contents of the above articles were giving him a heart attack.

Go to jail and undergo reform?

Can't you bully the weak by relying on your knowledge of mysterious magic?

Listen to what kind of unfair terms these are.

Telling a mysterious magician who deals with ghosts to obey the law, what a joke!

Can a ghost do that?

The two siblings of the Xia family and Liu Dan who were practicing hard in the courtyard: Yes!