Without waiting for xing'er to finish, the young man raised his hand to stop her, and said proudly, "I don't care about Jianming's gratitude and resentment with the LAN family disciples, and whether Jianming is right or wrong. As long as he is your husband and he calls me third grandfather, I will protect him!"

Xing'er was relieved. A smile appeared on her face. She held the young man's arm and said, "hee hee, I know that the third grandfather loves me the most!"

"Boom ~"

as he spoke, the big hand in the sky became firm and pulled Jiang Jianming into Zhuyin Pavilion.

"You are ~"

JIANG Jianming's body disappeared, Fu Zhiwen turned out from the side, blocked the way of the youth, and asked faintly.

Xing'er opened her mouth and yelled, "get out of the way ~"

"sorry ~"

Fu Zhiwen kept his face unchanged and said, "this gambling fight in Zhuyin Pavilion is not open. Please go back!"

"Who are you?"

Apricot son disdains a way, "unexpectedly dare to block the way of my group jade building disciple?"

"You don't need to know who I am ~"

Fu Zhiwen said with a smile, "as long as you know, the bamboo sound pavilion has been contracted by us. If you break in again, don't blame me for urging the ban!"

"Bold ~"

it seems that xing'er is used to domineering, and she scolds even if she doesn't want to, "don't say that you Zhuyin Pavilion, or the cultural prohibition of Fuyu City, are all laid by our group of jade buildings, and you want to coerce our group of jade building disciples with this?"

"Hei hei ~"

Fu Zhiwen sneered and took out a green bamboo like script. He said no more and looked at xing'er.

The boy frowned and said in a soft voice, "apricot, give him the image of the invitation note!"

"Yes ~"

xing'er answered, glared at Fu Zhiwen, took out a light red invitation note, threw it to Fu Zhiwen and said, "open your dog's eyes, we are invited by Jiang Jianming..."

apricot as like as two peas and Jiang Jianming signed the invitation form, but only Jiang Jian Ming's signature.

However, Fu Zhiwen didn't look at it at all. He raised his hand and slapped apricot with a slap in the face. In his mouth, he yelled, "there's nothing big or small!"

"Bold ~"

the young man raised his eyebrows, unfolded his sleeves and blocked Fu Zhiwen with a cloud of rosy clouds.

The young man saw clearly that Fu Zhiwen was only three grades of Shangqing, which was two grades worse than his own. Therefore, he was quite sure that Fu Zhiwen could not break through his own defense.

However, when Fu Zhiwen almost ignored Xia Yun, ripping Xia Yun with silver light on his big hand and slapping xing'er's face, the boy exclaimed: "Tao Daoxian

Fu Zhiwen didn't pay any attention to the young man. He looked at xing'er and said coldly, "I don't know what you've done for the first time. This is a small punishment. If you dare to commit a crime again, I'll kill you!"

With that, Fu Zhiwen turned and left!

"Third grandfather, third grandfather ~"

Fu Zhiwen didn't hit hard. Xing'er urged Wen Li to repair the injury on her face. She cried and said, "if you want to vent your anger on me, he will hit you! He broke your edict, said light is hit your face, said heavy that is hurt my group of jade building face

"Don't worry!"

The boy's face was gloomy and said, "it's important to gamble at this time. After the gamble, I will teach him a lesson!"

Apricot heart a Lin, no longer say what, accompany the youth in a hurry into the bamboo sound Pavilion.

In Zhuyin Pavilion, Jiang Jianming stands calmly on another rock, with a confident smile on his face. Although he has seen clearly, LAN Zhan's accomplishments are as good as his.

The only thing that makes Jiang Jianming uncomfortable is that there is a skinny male immortal beside LAN Zhan. This male immortal Jiang Jianming can't see the strength and realm, but his eyes fall on the male immortal. Jiang Jianming feels like he has been stabbed by a flying sword.

Moreover, when the male immortal sweeps Jiang Jianming, he sees the incomparable arrogance in his eyes, and the unspeakable self shame gushes from the bottom of his heart.

"Damn it

Holding back his humble heart, Jiang Jianming said, "this must have been invited by LAN Zhan. Fortunately, Jiang also has a backhand!"

LAN Zhan looked up at Jiang Jianming and said, "Jiang Jianming, can we start?"

"Si ~"

when LAN Zhan doesn't move, Jiang Jianming can only perceive the realm of LAN Zhan. When LAN Zhan opens his mouth, Jiang Jianming suddenly finds that Lan Zhan is quite different from ten thousand years ago. He can't help but take a breath.

Let's not talk about the sword meaning in LAN Zhan's eyes when he looks at Jiang Jianming. It's not too much to say that he is calm in the face of Jiang Jianming.

"What has he experienced in these ten thousand years?"

Jiang Jianming's firm heart suddenly shakes. In fact, he has made a lot of preparations. When LAN Zhan is practicing with Qinglian Jianxian, Jiang Jianming doesn't relax. He not only strengthens his self-cultivation, but also tries his best to pursue xing'er, because xing'er has a grandfather who is strong enough to be a god of the Qing Dynasty!

With xing'er's grandfather, Jiang Jianming's life in Qun Yulou is so easy to cultivate that he can reach the second grade and fourth grade of Yuqing Renxian."Don't worry ~"

Jiang Jian said with a smile, "you have a senior to watch the battle, how can I not invite the senior to come here?"

LAN Zhan always has few words and doesn't refute anything.

"Xiaoyou, this is interesting ~"

he sneered and said tit for tat, "even you were invited from qunyu city by LAN Zhan. Did you invite your senior teachers in advance? If so, why don't you come and let LAN Zhan use his literary power? "

The lonely words didn't come as a surprise to Jiang Jianming. He just said nothing with a smile.

At this time, Fu Zhiwen turned out from one side of the pillar, nodded to the lonely, and the corner of his mouth was disdainful. He followed Fu Zhiwen to stand on a pavilion.

Immediately, xing'er accompanied the boy and flew in with more than a dozen Yulou disciples.

At this time, the green lotus Sword Fairy looked up, looked around, and said to Fu Zhiwen, "where's your master?"

"To the elder ~"

Fu Zhiwen said with a smile, "my master didn't reply, so I should be in the celery path."

Jiang Jianming didn't know who Fu Zhiwen's master was, but he knew that he must be a very powerful person. So he looked at LAN Zhan and said, "Lan Zhan, I can do it. Do you want to wait any longer?"

LAN Zhan hesitates and turns to look at Qinglian Sword Fairy.

Seeing this, he sighed and said to Fu Zhiwen in a low voice: "Lan Zhan's mind is still pure. Jiang Jianming's pulling has already disturbed the sword intention in his heart."

"Not bad!"

Fu Zhiwen also nodded his head and replied, "he was all in one go, but he asked the green lotus Sword Fairy, and his momentum also declined."