I have nothing but luck

There was an uproar.

This was a resounding slap to the Cui family in the midst of a happy day, making the Cui family unable to hold their heads up for the next few decades.

It only took a moment for old man Cui to turn his face from red to dark.

Anyway, he is an old guy who has lived for 180 years. Even if he is dazzled by anger, Mr. Cui doesn't care about so much at the critical moment, so he stood up immediately and said, "Tell the city lord, let him seal the city completely, and send soldiers to search the whole city!"

The Patriarch of the Cui family passed away from the initial panic, but gradually regained his senses, and suddenly said: "What my father said is that the white tiger treasure was still there when the child went to the warehouse to check in the morning, and the thief who stole the treasure is probably still in the city."

Mr. Cui's neighbor Ci and the image of the old man disappeared just now, and he seemed to be the image of the helm who led the Cui family from the Western Regions, a place of right and wrong. He nodded heavily: "Yes, the thief should not run far, dare to move My Cui family's White Tiger Supreme Treasure has forged an undying enmity with my Cui family."

Everyone present gasped.

According to the aristocratic family's words, the virtue of keeping three points of face, Mr. Cui's words are very serious.

The white tiger treasure was stolen just in time for Mr. Cui's birthday, and there are many strange things in it.It's just that everyone's calculations are in their minds, and no one dares to take advantage of this time to touch the bad luck of Mr. Cui.

There is one.

A very handsome young man in green shirt stood in a secluded seat, like a piece of eucalyptus pines and cypresses in front of the court, which brightened the eyes and relieved the anxiety caused by the banquet.

Jiang Jingxing laughed loudly and said: "Donghai City is only a line away from Xihuang, and the demon cultivators refused to stop. A few days ago, they raided the Buddha Sect. It would be inappropriate to mobilize all the troops in the city to search. Don't you really want to reconsider?"

Those who can sit comfortably at the Cui family's birthday banquet are either rich or noble, so they naturally cherish their lives. Hearing that he has a strong background, he is not afraid of the Cui family's persuasion: "What this gentleman said is also reasonable. The white tiger is extremely precious, and it can be as precious as it is." Your old man's body? A group of us has enough spiritual sense to cover the entire city, no matter how many troops there are, there is no need to mobilize them."

Jiang Jingxing's attitude was not bad, and what he said made some sense. Mr. Cui was not easy to get angry, and said slowly: "I haven't seen anything good in my life? It's not that I'm worried about the White Tiger Supreme Treasure itself. It's just that the treasure is called There is something special about being a treasure. If it falls into the hands of a demon cultivator and acts as a minion for a tiger, a hundred deaths from my Cui family will not be enough to cover the crime."

Mr. Cui raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of daunting air for no reason: "Furthermore, defending the territory is what the Zhenxi Army should do. If the Zhenxi Army can't do well, they need me to clean up the mess for them. ?"

The scene where the great-grandfather directly confronted the saint was so exciting that Cui San clutched his heart and almost passed out.

I really can't blame him for not recognizing Jiang Jingxing at first.

Cui San is a direct descendant of the Cui family, and there will never be fewer people around him. It has exhausted his energy to socialize with each other, how could he imagine that there is a saint sitting in a remote corner?

The birthday banquet is a big event for the Cui family, and it might not be enough to stir up waves in the eyes of a sage.

Now that the matter has come to this, Cui San had no choice but to bite the bullet and get up, so as not to intensify the conflict between old man Cui and Jiang Jingxing again, he gave Jiang Jingxing a respectful junior salute:

"The sage has traveled thousands of miles to come, the Cui family is really flourishing, it is a great honor."

This kind of polite words are only suitable for people like the Patriarch of the Cui family and Mr. Cui, and Cui San's nondescript words make people laugh.

But no one laughed.

All the people stood there silently, the elders didn't know how to be courteous, and the younger generation didn't know how to salute and express their admiration.

After much deliberation, it is better to play dead.

Mr. Cui is a domineering and hot-tempered person, and he can't bear the act of pretending to be dead: "It turns out that the sage came to my Cui family as far away as me. I just offended the old man. I hope the sage will forgive me."

Jiang Jingxing was easy to talk about: "Nothing, nothing. Originally, I concealed my identity first, so how can I talk about it? The most important thing now is the matter of the White Tiger Supreme Treasure. Put the rest aside and talk about it later when the matter is resolved."

Seeing him speaking in a gentle manner, the Cui family members, especially the old man Cui, heaved a sigh of relief.

That's right, after more than 30 years, no matter how naughty and mischievous people were when they were young, they should look decent.

Mr. Cui thought about all kinds of things in his heart: "Thank you for the saint's size, then according to the saint, how should I recover the lost white tiger treasure of my Cui family?"

"The White Tiger Supreme Treasure?" Jiang Jingxing casually chewed the name on his lips, and said blankly, "What? Wasn't the White Tiger Supreme Treasure of the Cui family lost more than 200 years ago, before the founding of the Northern Zhou Dynasty?"

He didn't seem to see the guests present who were so shocked that they lost their voices, and he didn't feel any pity for the elderly and helping the poor. He didn't pay attention to Mr. Cui, who was unsteady and staggered two steps backwards, and said with a smile:

"What? When will the White Tiger Supreme Treasure reappear in the world? This is a great joy. The Northern Zhou State Teacher has a close relationship with the White Tiger Supreme Treasure. If you want to hear the news, you must be happy, and you are very willing to come to Cui's house to see the treasure in your busy schedule. Talk about the old days."

If it is said that he casually threw his bag into the sink in the above sentence, people are confused about what he intends to do, but the naked threat in the next sentence is completely obvious.

He was clearly telling Mr. Cui to pretend that he would find someone familiar with that period of history to expose him.

The national teacher owed him the head of his radical, and Jiang Jingxing took his Grand Slam Order Arrow very at ease.

The Patriarch of the Cui family became enraged, and shouted: "Saint, it is true that I, the Cui family, respect you for being extraordinary and holy, but the reputation of my Cui family for hundreds of years is not something you can slander with a single word."

Mr. Cui was depressed and didn't say a word.

Jiang Jingxing glanced at him, and said with a smile, "The Patriarch of the Cui family is looking at the idea that the so-called White Tiger Supreme Treasure was stolen on the surface, so there is no evidence to prove it?"

He seemed to be casually saying: "But how did the Patriarch of the Cui family know that I don't have this white tiger treasure that you are talking about?"

"There is a white tiger treasure in the hands of the saint? So the Cui family's statement is undoubtedly a fabrication?"

"If it's a saint, his cultivation is as high as the sky, it's not surprising to get the White Tiger Supreme Treasure, but why did the Cui family direct and perform a good show by themselves?

"It's not early if there is no profit, there must be some profit in it. I am curious about what kind of old incident more than 200 years ago caused the Cui family to lose the white tiger treasure? Besides, according to the words of the saint, it seems that it has something to do with the national teacher."

The visitor was a little numb from the shocking news one after another, and the dignity of the saint didn't seem so scary.Now, because of Jiang Jingxing's presence, he couldn't hold back the words in his stomach.

Xie Rongjiao present here is the calmest.

He knew exactly how many families Jiang Jinghang had, and there was nothing to sell except that precious Baji sword.

Even if he really had the White Tiger Supreme Treasure in his hands, he was forced to sell it out of nowhere for the sake of living.

Li Zhixuan heard that the two of them insisted on their opinions, and each side seemed to be well-founded, so he couldn't help asking Xie Rongjiao: "Look, Brother Xie, is it the sage who is right, or Mr. Cui who is right?"

"Master's words are half true and half false." Xie Rongjiao did not pretend to think, "The real part is the part of the Cui family, and the fake part is the part about him having the White Tiger Supreme Treasure. As for the part of the Cui family, it is probably not credible."

No matter how angry he was with Jiang Jingxing, his trust in Jiang Jingxing was always deep in his bones.

It's hard to have a dull day.

Mr. Cui is worthy of being an old man who has lived for 180 years. He has experienced a lot of strong winds and waves. After the initial panic, he was still able to hold on. Vision?"

It was tantamount to admitting that half of the White Tiger Supreme Treasure was just a cover created by the Cui family.

According to Xie Rongjiao's understanding of Jiang Jingxing, it would be better to cover his eyes and ears in the following scene.

Sure enough, Jiang Jingxing pointed to Li Zhixuan: "The white tiger treasure is not on me, it's on him."

Li Zhixuan was sweating profusely when he saw the sizing-up eyes shot by the audience like arrows.

He was dazed, and in a cold sweat, he thought about how he had offended Senior Jiang in the past few days.

really.

Xie Rongjiao was horrible.

Just listen to Jiang Jingxing's demeanor, as if he pointed out that he is not a poor ghost sword cultivator in the subtle realm, "To be honest, the White Tiger Supreme Treasure is Li Xiaoyou's sword. When I saw him, I was also very surprised why the White Tiger Supreme Treasure chose him. , but the White Tiger Supreme Treasure wants to choose him, what can I do?"

Looking at Li Zhixuan's long sword wrapped tightly in tattered cloth, the scene fell into suspicious silence.

They also want to believe the saint's words and stand on the saint's side, but comparing the two, it seems that the Cui family is more credible.

But no one stood up to refute Jiang Jingxing.

The sage's golden mouth speaks well, and the words follow the law.

Even if he pointed to Li Zhixuan's sword and said it was a knife, everyone would have to pinch their noses to recognize it.

Some teenagers were indignant and wanted to complain about the Cui family, but before they had time to film the case, they were photographed by their elders first.

Jiang Jingxing clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm done, so I won't tease everyone. It's true that the White Tiger Supreme Treasure is not in the Cui family. Why did the Cui family release the White Tiger Supreme Treasure? Everyone will know it when they go outside the city. Moxiu should be here."

The loudest sound in the arena was the sound of Li Zhixuan slapping his suspected "White Tiger Supreme Treasure" long sword on the table.

He blushed, but never bowed his head.

Li Zhixuan said to Xie Rongjiao in a low voice: "Brother Xie, I saw a little lady at the banquet, and watched her twirling around with her skirt, the skirt was spread out like flowers, it was very beautiful."

What he said was endless and had nothing to do with the current situation.It's confusing.

Xie Rongjiao understood what he meant.

Li Zhixuan didn't know the name of the little lady, but she was married, and he didn't even remember what her face looked like.

But he knew that at the Cui family's banquet, in Donghai City, Northern Zhou Dynasty, and even the entire Kyushu, there were many such little ladies who swayed their skirts like flowers, and the skirts spread out like flowers.

How dare the Cui family dare to communicate with demonic cultivators?

When Jiang Jingxing came to Xie Rongjiao's side, his tone was soft and his attitude was gentle: "Ah Cimo is not worth getting angry with the Cui family, why don't we go and see how they shot themselves in the foot together?"

It seems that he is not the same as the young sage who clearly smiled, but slapped Cui's face with a sense of unattainable.

Xie Rongjiao felt a thorn in his heart.

In fact, Jiang Jingxing had done nothing wrong, but he was still careful to please him in every possible way, and he refused to say a word seriously to please him.

How faceless is Xie Rongjiao?