Of course, this is because she is the beloved daughter of Jiang xiangtian, one of the three great sacrifices of the Chinese martial god, and because she is beautiful, gifted and has the highest cultivation against the sky.

Now Jiang Yuwei is a xuanjie intermediate cultivation. She is the leader of a group of elite youth group. She has commanded the task of killing evil fighters for several times, and her performance is quite amazing. Even among the rich families, she can be called a leader of the young generation.

However, because of the existence of Zhang Qiufeng, these admirers can only press their admiration at the bottom of their heart and dare not show it at all.

"Yuwei, these are classified documents. At your level, you have no right to see them!" Zhao Ruijie quickly grabbed some documents and said angrily.

"Mysterious! Are you interesting? I can see it at general Wu's place and instructor Zhang's place!"

Jiang Yuwei lifted her beautiful Qiong nose, gave Zhao Ruijie a white look and disdained the tunnel.

"Comrade Jiang Yuwei, be serious. I'm looking for you. I have something important to talk to you about! You don't have any military discipline and appearance. Be careful, I'll give you a punishment!" Zhao Ruijie frowned and patted the table with a solemn face.

But in fact, he was helpless.

He is an anonymous disciple of Jiang xiangtian, so he always matches Jiang Yuwei's brother and sister on weekdays. He can't be serious if he wants to be serious.

"Yes! Instructor Zhao, please give instructions!"

Jiang Yuwei looked serious and pretended to sit in the opposite chair, but her cunning eyes proved that she didn't take Zhao Ruijie's warning to heart.

"Yuwei, are you in love with Zhang Qiufeng recently?" Zhao Ruijie asked solemnly.

"Ouch, that's interesting! Instructor Zhao, how did you manage our life? Isn't this the responsibility of the political commissar? You're really lenient!" Jiang Yuwei said slightly teasingly and mischievously.

"I'm talking to you on behalf of your father now!" Zhao Ruijie is also depressed. It's very difficult.

On the surface, it's just a matter of two young people, but in fact, it involves the two major gate valves of the Jiang family and Zhangjia family, the two deputy chief instructors of the elite youth group, and the internal struggle of the Chinese martial god and even the Martial Arts Federation.

"Yo, the old man wants to talk to me. Come out by yourself. What are you doing at Shuangqing villa in Jianzhong lake every day? I miss him very much!" Jiang Yuwei's eyes were full of ridicule and smiled.

"The master wants to shut up and clean up. Where can I have time to take care of your affairs?" Zhao Ruijie said.

"Oh, yes! It's most important to step on the peak of martial arts. ZTE's Chinese martial arts is important. It's also important to straighten out the Chinese martial arts God, the Chinese Martial Arts Federation. It's more important to kill demons and evil martial arts! I'm not the only one!"

Jiang Yuwei scoffed and said, "he's been closed for five years. I haven't seen him once in five years! You've seen him, general Wu, and even the sweeping aunt of Shuangqing villa can see him, but I can't!"

"Yuwei, don't be so extreme! Your father is for the common people in the world and understands the most powerful Kendo in the world. He needs a calm state of mind and even to break his feelings and desires. You should understand him!" Zhao Ruijie sighed.

"Hehe, understand? Many people envy me that I have a powerful father. They envy me that I have a towering background. No one dares to provoke me! Many people ask me, am I very proud of having such a powerful father?"

Jiang Yuwei's eyes gradually turned red and burst into tears.

Zhao Ruijie looked up at her in surprise.

The office suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Yuwei trembled and said, "actually, I'm not!"

"You --!" Zhao Ruijie was eager to say something, but in the end, he closed his mouth honestly.

Jiang Yuwei took a deep breath, gradually calmed down and asked, "why should I be proud? What am I proud of? I know my father is a good man and a master of martial arts. I know he is very noble in personality, his cultivation is against the sky and the first person in martial arts in a hundred years, but I never think he is a good father!"

"I know, over the years, uncle Jiang... Ignored you!"

Zhao Ruijie pulled out a cigarette, lit it and smoked with his head down. He didn't dare to look at Jiang Yuwei's bright eyes.

"You don't know!"

Jiang Yuwei was a little excited and said: "Only I know. I don't feel proud for a moment! Because I don't have a father at all! He hasn't bought me a candy or a new dress since I can remember. When I was eight years old, I became obsessed with my martial arts and lost my breath. I was in a coma with a high fever for seven days and seven nights. My mother helped me sort out my meridians and my grandfather helped me make pills! What about him? He was busy killing evil spirits The evil warrior is busy cultivating the righteous warrior, holding meetings and directing battles. He never showed up from beginning to end! There were several times when I saw him go home bleeding in battle. I thought he was dying... That was my eternal nightmare! Every time I saw him go out, I was worried about hiding in the quilt and crying secretly... I was asking myself, who was he No, I'll never come back once I'm gone? I really don't have a father! Since I was eight years old, he began to shut down intermittently, for a short period of three or five months, a little longer than a year, this time - five years! Five years! How many five years have my life? He didn't attend my high school graduation ceremony! Yes, he didn't attend my parents' meeting once since I was young! Why did others With my parents, and I only have my mother? "

Speaking of this, Jiang Yuwei's crystal tears rolled down, and her beautiful eyes were full of resentment.

Zhao Ruijie was very unhappy. He took out a paper towel and handed it to him. After a long silence, he said, "Yuwei, but if you don't have a martial artist like your father to selflessly devote himself to guarding the world, do you know what the Chinese martial arts would be like? How many common people in the secular world would die? He is a great man and a real hero!"

Jiang Yuwei casually wiped her tears and said calmly, "yes, he is a hero! I never said he is not a good man! Compared with those who sacrificed their relatives in the battle, I am still lucky! At least, I have a thought! Who made us born in the martial arts family? I must shoulder some responsibilities!"

"Yuwei, you have grown up and become sensible..."

Zhao Ruijie saw two bright tears hanging on her greasy cheek. He felt pity at first sight. Next, he didn't know how to speak.

"For fear that these words will be heard by others and humiliate my father and the yuan family, I can only pour bitter water on you!"

Jiang Yuwei smiled apologetically, as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom. She was gorgeous: "brother Jie, are you worried about me and Zhang Qiufeng?"

"Yes! Yuwei, not only I'm worried, but your father is also worried. The Jiang family and Zhangjia have been hostile for many years!"

Zhao Ruijie said earnestly: "your father eradicated the club drizzle building operated by Zhang Jia and killed several predecessors of Zhang Jia. Zhang Jia hates your father. I'm afraid Zhang Qiufeng is close to you... Have other ideas!"

"I know that Zhangjia has violated the guwumen convention these years, and her father has always wanted to eradicate it. But will there be no good people in a bad family?" Jiang Yuwei asked with a cool smile.

"This... I dare not say that Zhang Qiufeng is not a good man. It's too arbitrary and irresponsible to him."

Zhao Ruijie pondered for a moment and said earnestly, "but if one day your father wants to get rid of Zhang Jia, you will be in the middle. How can you deal with yourself?"

"Hehe, if one day my father wants to do something to your Zhao family, how can you do it yourself?" Jiang Yuwei asked instead of directly answering Zhao Ruijie's question.

"I will certainly stand on the side of the Chinese martial god when I take the sacrifice of the Chinese martial god."

Zhao Ruijie said without hesitation: "in fact, I've cut off the relationship with the Zhao family. Over the years, I've been persuading my two brothers to ask them to abide by the ancient martial arts Convention and not touch the high-voltage line. But if they don't listen and act recklessly, I will fight it on behalf of the Chinese martial god!"

"You can think so, can't Zhang Qiufeng think so?" Jiang Yuwei smiled.

"You mean..." Zhao Ruijie's face was slightly stunned.

"It's simple!"

Jiang Yuwei said with a smile: "Zhang Qiufeng, like me, will choose to support my father's action to support the official ancient martial arts gate! He will never be soft on any evil martial arts force! Even his relatives and friends, even his own family!"

Zhao Ruijie was shocked and said, "Yuwei, you won't talk to Zhang Qiufeng about your father's intention? This is a big taboo! Over the years, your father has been closed for many years and seems to be indifferent to world affairs. On the one hand, he pursues the peak of martial arts, but on the other hand, he also hides his power and bides his time to paralyze Zhangjia and these big clans. Otherwise, if they are alert and start first, they will be in trouble!"

"I'm not that stupid!"

Jiang Yuwei smiled and said solemnly, "this is my father's top secret. Besides, my father didn't tell me clearly. I'm just guessing the old man's intention! Zhang Qiufeng took the initiative to tell me these words!"

"How do you express your position?" Zhao Ruijie asked slightly nervously.

"Of course I said he was worried. I told him that my father never wanted to be the enemy of their family!" Jiang Yuwei said with a smile.

"Oh, you scared the hell out of me!"

Zhao Ruijie wiped his cold sweat and said with a smile: "Zhang Jia's two ancestors are immortal figures. Although they have traveled all over the world and never made a move in recent years, it is said that they have reached the peak of martial arts and reached the realm of Zhenwu. Moreover, Zhang Jia has a close relationship with Shushan sword sect for generations. If they start first, Shushan sword sect can't stand idly by. The ancient martial arts cultivation world must be in chaos!"

"Unexpectedly, brother Jie, as an ancient thunder physique, you are invincible in China, and sometimes you are afraid?" Jiang Yuwei giggled.

"I'm not alone!"

Zhao Ruijie smiled bitterly and said, "one hair touches the whole body. Many forces are involved!"

"By the way, brother Jie, our team is investigating the killer silver fox recently, and finally found her!" Jiang Yuwei suddenly smiled.