Chapter 783

"If you cheat me today, let me regret it." Zhao Feiyan snorted coldly and then looked down at the video.

The content of the video is a dark cave. There is a middle-aged man with dishevelled hair. His whole body is trapped by nine huge chains, and the hook goes through the pipa bone. You can see that he is under house arrest.

The middle-aged man sat there, motionless, like a dead tree.

When she saw the middle-aged man's face hidden in her disorderly hair, Zhao Feiyan threw away her mobile phone, pale and tearful: "no Impossible, absolutely impossible, he is not my father, my father is dead... "

Zhao Wujiang said coldly: "nephew Feiyan, I'm not sure whether this man is my elder brother or not, and I'm not sure where he was imprisoned, but we know who imprisoned him."

"If you want to know more, you can bring Chunyang sword to meet the Zhao family and find the second uncle. You only have one day."

"Second uncle, tell me where my father is!"

"Video, where did you get it?"

Zhao Wujiang was fearless and said coldly, "niece Feiyan, do you want to attack your second uncle?"

Zhao Feiyan angrily pulled out the artifact of the country, just like a real dragon revived. Pointing at Zhao Wujiang's chest, he almost roared: "tell me!"

The position of the real dragon on the sword is vast, coupled with Zhao Feiyan's temper of the son of heaven's anger, the terrible pressure combined into one, which made Zhao Fengxiang crawl on the ground and kneel to break the stone slab.

Zhao Fengxiang was terrified. Standing in front of him, he seemed to be a cousin, but a queen with a magic instrument in her hand. The momentum was terrible.

Previously, this momentum has only been seen on Zhao Wuji, but Zhao Feiyan's sense of oppression is more terrifying and suffocating.

Zhao Wujiang is the existence of wubasi, and his blood level is not low. He is the blood of Jiupin Jinjiao. However, facing the pressure of the two in one, his face is livid, his body can't help shaking, and he has an impulse to kneel down.

"Pure Yang Sword?"

Zhao Wujiang stares at the sword. Knowing that it is extraordinary against the sky, his voice trembles with excitement: "no, this is not Chunyang sword. Have you recast Chunyang sword?"

"Good, great!"

"Fly swallow niece, as long as you give this sword to the second uncle, the second uncle will tell you who imprisoned your father now, how about?"

Zhao Feiyan's pupils were cold and oppressive, and roared: "I'll say it for the last time! Tell me! "

Zhao Wujiang knew that Zhao Feiyan was powerful and had this sword. He was not an opponent. He immediately hummed: "niece Feiyan, you'd better calm down. When you think it through, you can come to the second uncle with this sword."

"You are not fit to know the truth."

Finish saying, Zhao Wujiang holds Zhao Fengxiang, ready to leave.

Although Zhao Feiyan was infuriated, she finally maintained her restraint. For the sake of blood and family, she did not stab Zhao Wujiang with a sword.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, a indifferent voice came from behind, calling Zhao's father and son.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Fengxiang and Zhao Wujiang's faces all sink.

Zhao Fengxiang suddenly turned back and angrily rebuked: "little white face, do you want to be a dog with a mouse, meddle in your own business? I advise you not to meddle in the affairs of our Zhao family, or you will not know how to die. "

Jun dust light way: "I don't plan to meddle in my business, I just want to ask you, do you remember Xiandao League to bet, what did you promise me?"

Hearing the speech, Zhao Fengxiang's face sank: "do you mean to let me publicly announce my withdrawal from the leadership election?"

Jun dust indifferent way: "you broke your promise."

Zhao Fengxiang was in a cold sweat, but soon calmed down and said in a deep voice, "I did break my promise, but you didn't disclose my handle on time. You want to make a deal with me, right?"

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified to talk to me Zhao Fengxiang. What I do is not up to you."

"If you dare to open my video, I will let you die without a burial place!"

"That's enough, Fengxiang." Zhao Wujiang holds down Zhao Fengxiang's shoulder and shakes his head to the latter. It seems that he is afraid of the saint, so he doesn't want his son to be out of the ordinary.

Zhao Fengxiang disapproved of the way: "afraid of him a little white face to do what, how about his back on the saint, Saint dare to openly deal with our Zhao family?"

"Not qualified, are you?"

Jun Chen shook his head and suddenly pointed to Zhao Fengxiang. Suddenly, the darkness covered Zhao Fengxiang. Zhao Wujiang was no exception. All of a sudden, he was covered with darkness.

Jun Chen gathered up the darkness and looked at the frightened Zhao family father and son. He asked indifferently, "Zhao Fengxiang, do you think I'm qualified to be nosy now?"

Pop it.

Zhao Fengxiang knelt down on the spot. His face was white and green, green and black.

The little white face of the saint's house should be so dark?

This guy is the dean of the heaven academy, and this guy is the mysterious Dean of the God descending to the earth?For Zhao Fengxiang, this news is no less than a thunderbolt.

On the other side, Zhao Wujiang was also scared to death. He quickly slapped Zhao Fengxiang in the face, causing the latter to bleed all over his face and fracture the bridge of his nose.

Then Zhao Wujiang knelt down in a hurry, his head stuck to the ground, and his voice trembled: "my son has no eyes and doesn't know you. I apologize to you. For the sake of his ignorance, spare him a dog's life!"

"Please, Dean!"

Said, Zhao Wujiang three worship nine kowtow, forehead knock bleeding, but Jun dust did not speak, he did not dare to stop.

Because he knew that if he could not cope with it well today, it would be a disaster to the Zhao family.

He did not believe that Jun Chen was the dean of the Academy, but the facts were in front of him.

The news that the two men knew each other and were still husband and wife was unprecedented shocking.

The world has been cheated by these three words!

This kid is a pit in the sky. No, it's an abyss.

What's more, Jun Chen directly exposed the secret to their father and son, which means that if they can't let each other off their anger today, they may be doomed.

Zhao Fengxiang was also scared to the bottom of his stomach and looked ugly.

Jun Chen asked lightly, "Chunyang is the artifact of the country I made. Do you still want it?"

"No, no more."

Father and son, like falling into an ice cave, shook their heads desperately.

At the same time, they are also scared silly, let them never expect that the person who recasts Chunyang is actually Jun Chen.

This son is young. How could he be a master of liupin weapon? This is crazy and completely subverts their cognition.

Jun dust and calm way: "marshal is my sister in name, is also my good friend, I put high hopes on her, if she is not happy, I will be sad."

Zhao Wujiang quickly nodded: "don't worry, you can rest assured. I know how to do it. We will tell her the whereabouts of Zhao Wuji."

Looking down on Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Feiyan asked coldly, "Zhao Wujiang, where is my father?"

"Flying swallow niece, this video is not taken by us, this is what sun Duxiu gave us, whether it is true or not, we don't know."

"If you want to find it, go to sun Duxiu."

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