Chapter 962

"Not strong enough - again -"

Jiang Pengji, with a wooden sword in her left hand and a playful smile on her face, has the cheek to bully xiaopenyou.

"Oh, I'm not full in the morning, or I don't want to eat lunch. My soft strength is trying to tickle me?"

With a slight effort on her wrist, she easily pushed away the sweating little carrot head.

"No, no - are you going to fight and kill the enemy or give heads to the enemy? If you don't hit, you have to be passive."

Jiang Pengji bullied xiaopenyou badly. The audience in the live studio was distressed.

[TIA Tata]: anchor, you are degenerate - can't you bully Beijiang? You have to find three children to be unlucky.

[moxingyou]: the anchor is not bullied, is he? She used a sword in her left hand, and her feet never left where they were.

[akatlis]: hehe - don't mention using only your left sword. Even using one finger is bullying your little friend.

[Yamada MIA]: don't worry about your heartache. I think it's cute for three carrot heads to send their heads one after another.

Jiang Pengji ignored the contents of the barrage and smiled and narrowed her eyes at the three children who were bent and panting.

"Still unwilling to admit defeat?"

"No!"

She originally wanted to ask where Wei Ci was. As soon as she left the government office, she saw three children practicing fencing with wooden swords in the yard.

These three children are no strangers. They are Qi guanrang's daughter, Fengzhen's son and Sun Wen's grandson.

Although the three children were young, their swordsmanship was also exemplary. Jiang Pengji had nothing to do, so she went off to guide them personally.

Um——

Unilateral torture with mental attack.

Qi Guan let his daughter pant, clubbed the ground with her little wooden sword, bent down slightly, and blushed.

Sun Wen's grandson was so tired that tears burst out. When he heard Jiang Pengji's "provocation", he bit his lower lip and shook his head.

Feng Yi performed best. His face seemed weak, but he always maintained his posture. He would rather breathe quickly than open his mouth.

"Young, everyone is stubborn. Shout how hard it is to be tired and what to do with it?"

Jiang Pengji sighed. She put the wooden sword aside and waved to the three small ones.

"Come here, I'll take you to the kitchen to find something delicious."

Jiang Pengji is the Lord of the three little elders. They dare not disobey and obediently follow.

When several parents came to find the children, they happened to see their grandfather happily directing the three disheartened children to barbecue.

Fengyi looked serious and baked like a mold.

Sun Lan was in a hurry. Her face was stained with unknown sauce.

Qi guanjinghui is more leisurely. She is mainly responsible for carrying firewood and making a fire. Her snow-white face is full of egg ash.

"Yo - you're all here. Would you like to try their craft?"

Jiang Pengji shook the nearly blackened kebab in her hand. It was Sun Lan's finished product. The taste was unspeakable.

Sun Wen looked at his grandfather sitting on the ground without image, and the nerves in the corners of his mouth couldn't help getting out of control.

The majesty of the Lord is gone.

Seeing everyone grow up, the three children salute not, not even if they can't, they can only pinch the kebab in a cramped way.

Sun Wen wants to call Sun Tzu over so that he won't offend Jiang Pengji because he is young and ignorant. However, because he has just arrived and Qi guanrang and Fengzhen around him haven't spoken yet, he can't say it first. Fengzhen and Qi guanrang's reaction is also very characteristic, which fully fits their character.

Feng Zhen joined the ranks of "squeezing child labor" with a smile, took away his son's baked fruit openly and commented on it.

"It's too burnt, the sauce is not evenly spread, and the taste is heavy. Pay attention next time."

Qi Guan asked Su to look at his face and his eyes floated to his daughter, silently conveying something.

Qi guanjinghui threw down the firewood, took out his handkerchief, wiped his hands, raised his head and pulled Qi guanrang's sleeve.

"Daddy --"

"This is not how to make a fire. You should have skills."

Qi Guan told the father and daughter not to talk much, which always gave people an illusion——

They use brain waves to communicate!

Sun Wen: "

I always feel that I should do something to look different.

Barbecue can't be lunch either. Jiang Pengji has asked the kitchen to prepare a light lunch.

Send three little guys to take a nap. Jiang Pengji asks Fengzhen.

"Did Zixiao say when to come back?"

Feng really thought and said, "he said he would be back in three or five days. Calculate the time, and it will take another day or two to come back."

Sun Wen remembered that he hadn't seen Wei CI since he arrived in Chongzhou.

"Zixiao goes out to do business?"

Feng Zhen shook his head and said, "Zixiao said a friend was coming. He went out to visit friends."

As soon as Sun Wen's mind turned, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"Since his friend is coming, why did Zixiao go out for three or five days?"

According to normal logic, friends come from afar. Shouldn't Wei CI host a banquet at home?

Feng Zhen glanced at his Lord and said with a smile, "this is not clear."

Jiang Pengji didn't ask this question. Naturally, they couldn't interfere. They had to wait until Wei CI came back to ask.

Feng was really unsure, "but... Zixiao said what's the name of this friend, Liuru immortal. It's said that he is a member of the imperial edict?"

Liuru real person?

Sun Wen thinks the name is very familiar.

Feng Zhen saw his reaction and asked, "do you know this man?"

Sun Wen remembered who Liuru real person was.

"Liuru immortal is the former leader of Bao'an Temple of the imperial edict and a Royal Sacrifice. Zixiao knows such an expert."

The imperial edict regards Taoism as the national religion. It is said that Liuru immortal has royal blood. He is the leader of the largest Taoist temple in the imperial edict.

According to Sun Wen, after his 60th birthday, immortal Liuru took off his position as the Lord and lived in seclusion, leaving the world of mortals alone.

This man is over 60 years old. How could he run from zhongzhao to Chongzhou?

Feng is amazing.

"Liuru immortal has such a great origin? How did Zixiao know him?"

Weici didn't know Liuru real person in this life, but he knew him in his previous life.

Master liaochen once said to Jiang Pengji that there are no five fingers in the world who can see the Qi of Ziwei emperor at a glance.

Unfortunately, Liuru real person is one of them.

Wearing a blue Confucian shirt, a dark green cloak, a cloud scarf and clogs, Wei CI looks like a leisurely elegant scholar far away from the world.

Opposite him sat a Taoist with white hair and young face, dressed in Taoist robes and holding a brush.

The two are fighting fiercely on the chessboard.

"The real person has exquisite chess skills and is willing to bow down to the disadvantage."

Weici is good at chess, but he is not the opponent of Liuru real person.

Not to mention now, even in his previous life, he often loses to each other.

Liuru immortal smiled and made a check, as if the victory or defeat was just a passing cloud to him.

"If it weren't for the worry in Xiaoyou's heart and the old Taoist took advantage of it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to win this game."

Liuru immortal looked kindly at Wei CI.

He didn't know Wei Ci, but as soon as he saw each other's face, he knew that Wei CI knew him.

Wei CI sighed, "the evil spirit that steals the spirit of Guoyun emperor will not be eliminated for a day, and it is difficult to be at ease."