I have nothing but luck

Sending envoys to discuss peace is a major event, and the chiefs dare not neglect it. To show their solemnity, they sent the patriarch of the eagle family to wait at the gate of the city early.

Logically speaking, it is a very grand etiquette for the leaders of the four genus to greet each other in person.

When Jiang Jingxing saw the patriarch of the Ying family, he sent a voice transmission to Xie Rongjiao: "Coincidentally, he is the Mahayana who attacked the Zhou family and just escaped. Maybe he can recognize my identity."

Xie Rongjiao quickly realized that he had an outburst on the spot, his face was as cold as ice, and his voice was the same: "Sending a useless person to welcome you, is this the way of hospitality in the Northern Wilderness?"

The group of people behind the patriarch of the eagle family immediately lowered their heads, wishing they could cover their ears as if they hadn't heard anything.

Even though the patriarch Ying was seriously injured by Jiang Jingxing, because Beidi Mahayana was nearly half damaged this time, he still sat securely in his radical position. He had never been beaten in the face like this before. The orders from the top and bottom, if the son is not satisfied, he can raise it to the king."

After he put down these words, he just wanted to take a closer look at the appearance of the provocative, arrogant and almost arrogant Fengling prince, and by the way, he caught a glimpse of the young man in green shirt next to Xie Rongjiao.

Immediately, the patriarch Eagle's face changed drastically, and he took two steps back. If he hadn't worried about the public's gaze, he had a tone in his heart to hold on and refused to lose face, he might have fallen on the spot with a weak leg.

He was used to the weather in the Eastern Wasteland, but at this moment, cold sweat dripped down his back, almost soaking his clothes.

Xie Rongjiao was not moved by the almost exaggerated changes in his expression, and pulled out Zhenjiang Mountain indifferently, the cold light reflected on his face like snow: "The radical sent you here, because the radical is not sincere enough, I will talk to him. And you Coming to welcome is another matter."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light suddenly broke!

The entourage behind the head of the Eagle Department was taken aback, and when he was about to make a move, Jiang Changlan stopped him and said with a smile: "We came here to negotiate a peace, and the beatings and killings are so hurtful. I think your king knows that you will not approve of what you do. .”

Jiang Changlan's appearance perfectly portrayed the villain's attitude of suing first, and he couldn't tell that the person who made the first move was from their side.

Xie Rongjiao put his sword on the neck of the patriarch Ying, and shouted in a cold voice: "I am the second son of the Xie family, the first disciple of the sage, and I have come here to discuss peace. Donghuang insulted me so much, could it be that I am Guiyuan who is dominating the frontier?" Is the army easy to bully?"

He hit the nail on the head with his words, and the few who were not stopped by Jiang Changlan also hesitated to stop their actions after hearing the words.

Their status in the clan is not comparable to that of the patriarch Ying. If it is said that the patriarch died under the sword of Xie Rongjiao, the chief of the tribe might be angry with Xie Rongjiao for Donghuang's face. They are too insignificant. The first will not even ask.

The Eastern Wilderness's kinship is weak, although they can't save Ying radicals, it's hard to say how they will be punished when they go back, the most important thing is to save their lives under the sword of the prince of Fengling in front of them.

The green hills are gone, where is the firewood?

Xie Rongjiao really dared to kill himself.

The patriarch of the eagle family understood.

He is not a fool, even if he still has lingering fears, his mind has turned seven or eight times.

He had fought Jiang Jingxing before, and personally felt the despair of not being able to lift a finger under the pressure of the other party. He had never even encountered this kind of pressure from a radical.

If Jiang Jingxing hadn't been distracted by the people in the Zhou family's team at that time, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to escape by using his own cultivation as a sacrifice to perform secret techniques.

This youthful swordsman in green clothes is most likely the master of the young master of the Xie family, the saint who lived in the legend.

In Pingcheng, apart from the radicals, there is no one who can attract the attention of the sage.

The intention of the sage to come to Pingcheng is obvious.

Xie Rongjiao's meaning was also ready to come out under his sword.

Maybe the sage didn't think it was him who came to greet the guests, or maybe he didn't care who was the one who came to greet the guests at all.

Of course, I can bluff, thinking of exposing Jiang Jingxing's identity to the radical, then he will die under Xie Rongjiao's sword in the next moment, and the saint will go straight to the center of the king's city, which is also unexpected.

If I stop thinking about reporting to the radicals, I might live longer and see the radicals being killed by the sage at the right time. If I am lucky, I can take advantage of the radicals to die, and get some bargains when the East is in chaos. .

Patriarch Eagle is fed up with being laughed at coldly these days, but he still nods and bows, showing a smiling face for others to reach out and beat him.

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Donghuang has no love for the same family, the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers

So he withdrew the horror that remained on his face, put on a humble smile, and performed the Kyushu etiquette to show his sincerity: "The servant is driven by the humble, and he cannot enter the eyes of the son of the world, but the king has an order, so he has to obey. I can only wish the prince all the success, all wishes come true, and make up for this crime."

The next moment the audience was silent, except for Xie Rongjiao's voice of putting his sword back into its scabbard, which seemed to be mocking his servility.

In Donghuang, only those who survive can have the last laugh, and have the right to laugh at the bones of the losers under their feet.

The eagle patriarch's smile remained unchanged.

Jiang Changlan's laughter sounded, he laughed for a while, and hypocritically smoothed things over and said: "The patriarch is a leader, and he came to greet him, which shows that King Di is sincere. But how noble are our sons? Naturally, young people have higher spirits. Don't be offended."

He spoke politely and pleasantly, his face was full of carefreeness like a villain's success, and he could not see the slightest apology.It shows that Xie Rongjiao is not alone in his high spirits.

There is no reason why the Eagle Department did not follow the steps given by Jiang Changlan: "The son is the first disciple of a sage, he must be an extraordinary person, and the servant can't be compared with the son. I only hope that the son will go smoothly and live up to this trip. "

What he said was ingenious, in the ears of Di Ren, he was dissatisfied with Xie Rongjiao's and his party's dissatisfaction, but in Xie Rongjiao's ears, he almost swore to them that he would never reveal Jiang Jingxing's identity. I am happy to see his attempt to kill King Di come to fruition.

"Xie Hua said that the phoenix feather on me is the true phoenix feather. The person who told him this may not be credible, but I have a feeling that the true phoenix feather is real."

Xie Rongjiao grabbed Jiang Jingxing's hand, calmly stuffed the Phoenix True Feather into his hand, and did not give him the slightest chance to refuse: "This trip kills radicals, the Phoenix True Feather may be useful."

The Phoenix True Feather in his hand was not as hot as usual.

Jiang Jingxing felt as if his palm had been burned through.

He thought about something very important.

The 10 taels of gold and ten thousand Lingshi sent by Xie Huan ten years ago made him sell his body for ten years.

How much is Phoenix real plume worth?

Is it worth selling yourself until the moment the coffin is buried in the ground?

Thinking of the moment when he could sell the coffin and bury it in the ground, Jiang Jingxing felt a little happy, wishing he could accept this phoenix feather right now.

He bit his tongue to wake himself up a bit: "Feng Ling is extremely precious to others, worth half of the country, but = I have the Baji Sword, which is no worse than Feng Ling to me. Di Wang is just a heaven In the human environment, there will be no waves, and nothing will happen."

"King Di is in the realm of heaven and man, so what about Moluo?" Xie Rongjiao raised his eyes, and seeing Jiang Jingxing's mouth tightly closed, he knew that he had guessed right, feeling a little exhausted physically and mentally.

"I don't know who colluded with Moluo and the people in the southern region. They wanted to achieve a great cause together. It happened that when the Emperor Zhou died and the Central Plains were in turmoil, the chiefs attacked the Kyushu disciples who came to Beishou. Not only the Donghuang Ten In the second part, Xihuang also has Mahayana involved. Although I don’t know whether Dongxihuang will join hands, be careful and make no mistake.”

Jiang Jingxing teased: "Could it be that in your eyes, as a teacher, you can't even beat the capital?" '

Then he might as well wear the name of Gao Shan for a lifetime, and lose himself to death.

Xie Rongjiao didn't answer him, got up and went to the window, glanced out the window casually, and asked: "Master, do you know where the most precious part of Feng Ling is in the eyes of the world?"

Without waiting for Jiang Jingxing to speak, he asked himself and answered, "It's Feng Ling who can help people leapfrog to kill saints. As we all know, saints are almost immortal except for the five declines of heaven and man who are naturally going to death and being killed by strong people of the same level. Even among the thousands of horses in the army, there is power to escape.”

Xie Rongjiao turned to Jiang Jingxing and said with a smile, "So, the preciousness of Feng Ling is premised on the existence of saints."

"If the saint is not in this world, the phoenix feather is just a feather with inheritance, but its original owner is more noble, so that it can be enshrined in a high platform and be admired by others."

Xie Rongjiao never liked to talk too much, but this time he talked a lot: "Of course, I always feel that Fengling should not be useless except to kill saints by leapfrogging. Waiting for Master to tell me its other uses. There is really only one Useful, Phoenix True Ling is still valuable in the eyes of the world, and it is not a loss if it is used as a life-buying money. But I believe in Master and will not come to this point."

He spoke lightly, as if it didn't matter if Jiang Jingxing left Feng Ling in some corner of the wasteland where he couldn't find it, and it wasn't something worthy of great anger.

The most coveted treasure in the world is just a feather in his mouth.

No wonder it would be the last straw that crushed Xie Hua, causing Xie Hua, who was originally a shrewd person, to suddenly have a demon in his heart, uncharacteristically.

Jiang Jingxing thought secretly that it was over.

It's over.

Even if he was [-]% sure that he would kill King Di by the sword and retreat completely, he didn't need Feng Ling to be a life-saving money.

But he was destined to sell himself until the moment when the coffin was buried in the ground.

Jiang Jingxing held Feng Ling, drank a glass of wine, and laughed loudly: "Then I can only take the head of the radical as a thank you gift."

It seemed that there was a great fire, which ignited the blood in his heart that hadn't been surging for many years, and his pride and ambition were presumptuous, and he wanted to set off a storm in Kyushu.

The weakness of 30 years ago made Mo Luo feel that he had grasped his deathbed and got it now.

It's time to wake up from the dream.