The first rich son-in-law

Squeak!

And just when the two sides were at war.

A Hongqi L5 slowly stopped in front of the Tongrentang.

It was Ye Great Wall who arrived!
"Governor Ye, I'm afraid you can't take care of today's affairs?" Seeing Ye Changcheng get off the car, Nalan Rongcheng had a cold expression on his face: "Although you are the governor, you must understand that it is April [-]th." In the city, I want to take this kid, you can't stop me!"

Ye Changcheng came to the front and said lightly: "I have already communicated with Patriarch Nalan on the phone, and we will not pursue this matter for the time being. Everything will be resolved together after the Battle of Xuanwu. If you don't believe me, you can give Patriarch Nalan a call." Telephone!"

"Is this what the Patriarch meant?" Nalan Rongcheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately took out his phone to call his family.

It was the head of the Nalan family who answered the phone, but at this moment, it could be heard that the voice of the head of the Nalan family was a little hoarse.

The pain of having just lost a son can be imagined.

"Rongcheng, withdraw people!"

"But Patriarch..."

"Rongcheng! Get rid of the people!"

Just as Nalan Rongcheng was about to say something, another voice came from the phone.

It was the voice of his father Nalande.

"The secret war is not going on now, and the Junbu can't offend you to death. This is the agreement between Ye Changcheng and my Golden Family. Anyway, the battle of Xuanwumen is coming. Naturally, there will be a chance for you to avenge Tu'er. Now we should withdraw it first." Come on!" Narende said in a commanding tone.

"The boy knows!"

No matter how unwilling Nalan Rongcheng is, he can only give up at this moment.

After hanging up the phone, he gave Jiang Beichen a cold look, "Jiang, there are still a few days until the Battle of Xuanwumen, I hope you will wash your neck clean, I must hang your head on the on the city wall, to comfort the spirit of our young and old who lives in heaven!"

After saying this, Nalan Rongcheng waved his hand and immediately withdrew with his men.

Just as soon as he arrived in the yard, two subordinates walked over carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

Nalan Rongcheng touched the white cloth tremblingly, but finally retracted, the pain in his heart was beyond words.

A childhood memory flooded my mind.

When he was five years old, his father, Nalande, was not impressive. He was still a collateral branch of the Nalan family and had not yet risen.

And their family is nothing more than domestic slaves serving the upper echelons of the family.

One day, because of his playfulness, he ran to the owner's room and stole a piece of pastry.

This is a big taboo for the highly ranked Nalan family.

The head of the family threatened to break his leg and throw him out. At this time, Nalantu appeared and begged his father to spare his life.

He got away with it.

The two came to the yard, and Nalantu gave him half of his pastry.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Nalan Rongcheng!"

"Hey, the four-character name, Rongcheng, domineering! Let's do it this way, you will be my follower from now on, and I will protect you at Nalan's house!"

Since then, the two have become companions.

Nalantu was young, and was always bullied by other children at home. Nalan Rongcheng grew up strong since he was a child. He often fought for Nalantu and was often beaten for him. The relationship between the two is getting better and better. .

Looking back on the past, it is the autumn of autumn.

Now that the past has passed away, how can it be a sad word.

"Jiang Beichen, I will never let you go, absolutely!"

Nalan Rongcheng looked back and stared fiercely, then strode towards the distance.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard of the Tongren Hall seemed a little depressing.

"Beichen..."

Just as Ye Changcheng was about to say something, Jiang Beichen quickly raised his head and said, "Uncle Ye, I know what you want to say. What happened today is my own personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Ministry of Kings!"

"Before the Battle of Xuanwu, I will temporarily resign from all positions in the Ministry of Kings!"

Ye Changcheng opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

In fact, he wanted to say that no matter what, he would stand behind him, and Junbu was his eternal backing.

But he also knew that Jiang Beichen was a very face-saving person, and he was a solid soldier!So he didn't say anything else.

"No matter at any time, you have to trust Uncle Ye, trust Junbu!" Ye Changcheng left only this sentence, and then turned and boarded the red flag car.

At this moment, only our own people are left in the field.

"Jiang Beichen, now you and the Nalan family are bound to die!" A Qiao couldn't help but shook her head with a helpless expression on her face.

"There is also the Ma family. If you abolished Mr. Ma in public at the Harmony Hotel, the Ma family will definitely not let it go. I'm afraid you will face the enemy in the Xuanwu battle!" A Qiao's expression was faintly worried.

Although the opponent is Yizhimei, the master of the realm, and the god of war in the country, facing so many masters and even the threat of a military judgment, no one can bear such pressure.

"Afraid of a ball!" Yu Zhongyi snorted heavily.

"Brother Jiang just fights, we will never back down, we swear to advance and retreat with Brother Jiang!"

"That's right!" The drunkard also said hastily: "There are so many of us together, why are we afraid of the Martial League or the Golden Tribe?"

Only Ning Xuan remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

A Qiao frowned, and continued: "You don't have to worry about the Golden Family, they won't tear themselves apart from Junbu, the two patriarchs probably won't end in person, and besides, as long as my She family doesn't move, they will be afraid of my aunt. , we must preserve our strength, and never dare to take it lightly!"

"only……"

"The only thing to worry about is the judgment by force!" Ning Xuan suddenly said at this moment.

Hearing these four words, everyone fell silent.

The Force Trial Council, this is no joke.

This is the ceiling of the entire martial arts, and it is also the maker of the rules of the martial arts.

Before Jiang Beichen killed the person who made the judgment by force in public, presumably the other party will not let it go this time.

"Maybe there will be a saint coming?" Yu Zhongyi's face was very ugly, and the others couldn't help but clenched their fists when they heard the word saint.

Holy One, that's not just talk.

Although Jiangbei Chengui is number one on the Hualong list, under the dome, a branch of plum blossoms are overwhelming the crowd.

But this refers to under the Holy One.

Although Jiang Beichen punched Bei Laojiu last time, Bei Laojiu was only a sub-sage after all.

If the real saint came, it would be troublesome.

"You don't have to worry!" Jiang Beichen said lightly: "The so-called judgment by force, the so-called Golden Family, as long as you dare to stop me, they will all be smashed!"

Jiang Beichen released an incomparable domineering spirit!
Hearing these words, instead of worrying, he felt eager to try.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help shaking their heads.

A Qiao pursed her lips and said, "Don't be careless, ruling the world by force for many years must not be underestimated! But don't worry, if there is a saint coming, I will convince my aunt that even if she can't make a move, she will definitely I will personally come to the scene to sweep the formation for you, presumably the force ruling will be seen in the face of my She family, and I shouldn't do too much!"

A Qiao shook her head, in her eyes, the ending was doomed.

This young man is too sharp. Once it comes to that level of struggle, it cannot be solved by being young and energetic.

After all, martial arts cultivation takes time to accumulate. Even though Jiang Beichen's current cultivation base is unfathomable, he has not yet reached that level.

Jiang Beichen frowned, but he also knew that A Qiao was kind, so he stopped rebutting.

"Let's go, goodbye in the battle of Xuanwu!"

After Jiang Beichen said this, he got into a jeep alone and left in the dust.

The others shook their heads, then smiled wryly.As expected of Yizhimei, Yizhimei can still be so calm when the war comes.

A Qiao couldn't help shaking her head, but she thought in her heart that Jiang Beichen was so calm, probably pretending to show these people on purpose.

He is the backbone, if the backbone panics, the morale of the army is bound to be unstable.

In any case, this general's demeanor is still very admirable, and he is indeed the master of the world!
"My aunt said that there are seven or eight catastrophes in life, maybe this time is your life and death catastrophe!"

"If you get through it, you will be reborn as a feather. If you can't make it through, you will probably be like your father, a flash in the pan, right?" A Qiao couldn't help muttering to herself.Immediately, she couldn't help biting her red lips tightly.There are also a lot of thoughts in my heart.

……

"Junmen, madam and Ms. Diao live in this hotel, shall we go up?"

Half an hour later, Jiang Beichen appeared downstairs in a hotel. Zhao Qun walked over slowly and put on his coat.

Jiang Beichen stared at the top for a long time, finally sighed, turned and got into the jeep.

"Go back! Some things, no matter how much you explain, are futile!"

"I am used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, and I always believe in fate!"

Jiang Beichen took a deep breath and said lightly: "If there is a destiny, no matter how much you quarrel, it will not end. If there is no destiny, no matter how much you try to keep it, it will be like sand in your hands. The tighter you hold it, the faster it will flow!"

"Drive!"

The jeep hummed, left the spot, and walked slowly towards the road.

And at this moment, behind a certain window, a woman burst into tears.Couldn't help but choked up.

"Jiang Beichen, you gave up on me after all..."