() Found the way home!

Not to mention Jiang Yurong, Jiang Wujie was even more shocked. He was a mid-stage Xuanshi, and he tried his best to kill a thirteen-year-old girl. Who would believe this?

The Duan family and the Bai family also did not believe it, but this incident happened alive before them.

Fortunately, it was Jiang Lingyue's blockade that Jiang Wujie had missed the best time to escape.

He was entangled by Jiang Wuhao again, and he no longer had the chance to escape again.

"Jiang Lingyue...you, how could you..." Jiang Yurong looked at Jiang Lingyue who was walking towards him in panic. She wanted to ask for help, but found that at this moment, the only grandfather he could rely on was suppressed by Jiang Wuhao and could not get rid of him.

"Jiang Yurong..." Jiang Lingyue looked at her coldly, her voice without any warmth: "When you revealed my Blue Spirit Root to Mu Feiyun, you should have thought of this day!"

"You, what do you want to do?" Under Jiang Lingyue's cold gaze, Jiang Yurong couldn't say anything if she wanted to deny it. After practicing and regressing, her eyes lit up after seeing the figure beside her and shouted: "Brother Yi, save me quickly, Jiang Lingyue wants to kill me!"

Jiang Yurong naturally didn't think that it was just Beichenyi in the late Xuanzhe period who could beat Jiang Lingyue, but don't forget that Beichenyi is the prince of Shengyan Kingdom. There is a difference between the monarch and the minister. As long as he speaks, will Jiang Lingyue dare to disobey?

When Bei Chenyi, who was originally shocked by Jiang Lingyue's strength, came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward and drank: "Jiang Lingyue, what do you want to do? Yurong is the future princess of this palace. How dare you hurt him?"

Faced with a fool like Bei Chenyi, Jiang Lingyue directly chose to ignore it. With a swing of the sword in her hand, she stabbed Jiang Yurong straight at him.

"Ah..." Jiang Yurong didn't expect that after Bei Chenyi had already stopped him, Jiang Lingyue would dare to dodge. She could not dodge her and stabbed her shoulder with a sword.

"Yu Rong!" Bei Chenyi's face darkened. He wanted to go forward to save the beauty, but he was afraid that after he stepped forward, he was treated as a target by the red-eyed Jiang Lingyue.

Seeing this, Bai Moyan, who was standing beside him, smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness, you also said that Jiang Yurong is your future princess. Since she has not been officially married yet, she is still a member of the Jiang family. This is the family business of the Jiang family. It is better for Your Highness to not interfere."

After hearing what he said, Bei Chenyi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said unconsciously: "Even if it is the Jiang family's housework, Jiang Lingyue is really too cruel. Even his sisters can do this. Fortunately, I wisely broke up with the engagement."

Upon hearing this, Bai Moyan's eyes sank, and his voice became cold and said, "Crown Prince, Duan Yuanzhi's death is already a matter of Jiang Yurong's work. She used a knife to kill Ling Yue to harm Ling Yue. Could it be that Ling Yue is not allowed to resist? It turns out that the prince is such a person who is distorting right and wrong. In this way, the emperor still needs to consider whether he can hand over the important task of Shengyan Kingdom to you!"

"What did you say?" Bei Chenyi could hardly believe what he heard in his ears, and shouted loudly: "Bai Moyan, how dare you question me and your father's decision? Just for Jiang Lingyue, you, you must be interested in Jiang Lingyue, who is ugly and vicious! "

"The person who can take the mid-stage attack of Xuanshi at the age of thirteen is a waste, so what are you?" The person who spoke was Bai Mochen. He was originally watching the battle between Jiang Wuhao and the others with relish, but was impatient by Beichen's clamoring sound, and turned around and asked.

As for Bai Moyan, he no longer had the intention to continue talking to Bei Chenyi, the idiot.

"You..." Bei Chenyi's face suddenly turned red and he was speechless. He glared at Bai Mochen with resentment, and turned his cold eyes to Jiang Lingyue.

If it weren't for this bitch, how could he have been insulted like this?

Jiang Lingyue felt his cold gaze like a poisonous snake, but she just smiled coldly, ignored it, but continued to deal with Jiang Yurong, who was already embarrassed and scarred.

"ah……"

At the same time, Jiang Wujie was cut open by Jiang Wuhao's shoulder and kicked to the ground, seriously injured and vomited blood.

"Grandpa..." Jiang Yurong shouted in grief and anger, then looked around everyone with resentful eyes. Finally, the cold eyes fell on Jiang Lingyue.

"Jiang Lingyue, you are waiting. Today's grudge will be rewarded a hundred times later!"

After saying that, she suddenly took out a talisman from her arms.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Jiang Lingyue's eyes suddenly condensed, and her body rushed forward like lightning.

Unfortunately, he was one step late, and Jiang Yurong suddenly tore the talisman apart and disappeared in an instant.

"It's a teleportation talisman!" Bai Mo's face darkened, "It seems that Jiang Yurong has gained a lot in the forest of monsters."

"This teleportation talisman may not be obtained from the forest of monsters." Jiang Lingyue said coldly. Jiang Yurong's teleportation talisman *** was obtained from Mu Feiyun. This time she escaped, she should have gone to surrender to Mu Feiyun.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing this scene, Jiang Wujie laughed proudly and said, "Old man, little bitch, just wait! When Yurong comes back, it is the time for your life to die. If you kowtow three times to me now and apologize well, maybe when Yurong comes back in the future, I can still talk to you and save your life!"

"It's just an abandoned son. You take yourself too seriously!" Jiang Lingyue sneered, walked slowly to Jiang Wujie, looked at him with a high apology and said: "Don't say that if Jiang Yurong dares to come back, I can still kill her! Even if she doesn't come back, one day, I will find her and take her life."

"I'm so arrogant. My Yurong has already obtained the qualification of a disciple of the Shangqing Palace. Her future achievements are beyond the reach of an ant like you." Jiang Wujie looked at her with a scarlet look and looked at her with a ferocious look. It was obviously stimulated by her abandoned son.

"So what about the inner disciples of Shangqing Palace?" Jiang Lingyue squatted slowly, looking at him with the shimmering eyes of Qiuhu: "I am only thirteen years old now, and I am already in the early stage of Xuanshi. Oh, I forgot to tell you that although my spiritual roots have been taken away, I have achieved such a success in just half a month of re-cultivation. Do you think if I go to Shangqing Palace with this qualification, I will still lack the qualification of an inner disciple?"

"You..." Jiang Wujie froze, his eyes froze at her in horror, and his grinning smile fixed on his face, making him speechless.
Chapter completed!